Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

There was a feeling all over my body like I was drifting in the water.

Dark, dark world everywhere.

I don't see a light source, I don't know up, down, left, right. I didn't feel my body touching anything, and before that I didn't feel the action of my hands, feet, eyes, ears and other sensory organs.

I'm even unconscious, I don't know what to think.

Only fluffy thoughts abound about where I am, what I am, and how I am like this.

"- I do."

To the lid, someone's voice arrived from inside the pitch black.

To ears without trembling eardrums, somehow it arrived. It's not sound, it's consciousness. I shook this thought directly. Hear it and turn my consciousness in the absence of the Lord of the Voice.

"- I'm not."

It sounded terrible and tightened the heart of what I would hear with uncleanness.

Therefore, my heart to hear it is also painfully tightened. But the feeling is accompanied by a sense of nostalgic relief that doesn't remind me of the smell of love that my tears are about to spill.

If I have a finger, I want to stretch it out to the Lord of my voice.

If you have a mouth, I want to call the name of the Lord of the Voice.

With arms, I want to embrace the Lord of my voice.

If I have legs, I want to rush over to the Lord of my voice.

If I had a body, I would never let the Lord of my voice go.

Now I'm not allowed to do anything about it for myself on this occasion, and it's terribly sad, irritating, painful, regrettable, and thoughtless.

"- I love you."

I feel the same way.

Clearly, shape-shaped words cause emotions to tremble, and non-existent mouths scream an explosion of emotions out loud.

I feel the same way. No, it's more than that. No matter how much warmth you have built up, it certainly does not extend to your thoughts of this scorching opponent.

Even if they thought the same thing to me, still this one is bigger.

Love accelerates as we compete, and yet there's only one person to deliver it to.

A swelling emotion, an overflowing love flavor, brings up the sin of not staying.

- There's laziness that can't wipe the tears of sorrow.

- I want to blend, I want to be one.

- There's a bulimia I want to eat up and take away.

- I love you, I want you, I want you, I want you to get everything. Greed.

- There's anger at the irrational world that won't allow it.

- There's an arrogance that makes me despise everything but her.

The space, which was dyed in black, is filled with immense love.

My heart trembles. My soul is screaming. The very existence of a shapeless self sought.

I want to give you everything, expose everything, and scratch it out into this void. If you can do that...

"Really?"

To the lid, the call has shaken this one's heart by changing its color.

Words that ask to be prepared. Words that ask whether to affirm or not to shape your emotions as they are today.

Naturally, of course, I wonder what you might hesitate to do.

I think something is different. Something catches on. Something stopped pointing at my heart.

There is confusion. I have hesitations. Confused. What the hell is so...

"Can it end?

- It ends, it can't be.

In the inquiry, for some reason, an immediate answer was given.

I don't know anything about the beginning or the end, what I was watching or what I was looking for.

Emotions refused only to accept what they didn't know, even though it was full of things they didn't know.

It won't end. It can't be over. It's not over. I don't do anything to end it.

'What do you want to do?

I want to do something about it. I'll see what I can do. I'll do something about my...

"Mine, it's what I need to do."

I got a voice.

If you notice, you have feet on the ground. I had a feeling for my hands and feet and I understood myself clearly.

I still don't know what I've left behind. However, I can see that there is a place where we have to rush to where we have to run.

"Not yet, I can't see you"

"I know."

I don't know anything. But I know that.

Run out with your back to your voice, suppressing the urge to stretch your fingers.

Once you stop your leg, you're sure to be so untrained that you can't run out anymore. So I don't look back. I don't even turn to consciousness. Leave me, leave me, stay away, stay away - but I'll always take that hand someday.

"- I love you."

The voice goes away and the world collapses like it peels off.

In front of me, I could see the end of the pitch-black, white light pounding into a world of dark.

Run, run, run, get close. And when I got there...

"Subaru kun"

At the end of the day, yes, I feel my name has been called to my loving voice, and Natsuki Subaru is...

"- Brother?"

"Ah?"

The feeling of being called a name by a lid and shaking your shoulders at the same time.

Subaru's consciousness returned to reality so that he could be pushed by a violent stiff palm.

- At the same time as that understanding, the warfare that runs through Subaru's entire body is immeasurable.

Set aside just a few blinks of time, Subaru understood everything.

Now, in this way, the void that was born in a continuous consciousness - that it is the disappearance and rebirth of existence by experiencing death, which has already been tasted many times.

And

"Ma'am...!

All that hard work, all that hardship, lost my life again before I got over it.

As a result, Subaru retrieved every process he had gained by the time he got there -

"What, brother? I'm totally blind right now, please."

The dog surface of Ricard was right around the corner looking back at Subaru with a frigid eye in front of him in a hurry. The beastly snort was bathed in his face, and Subaru let loose,

"Flirty!?

"Ahhh! What the fuck!!

I accidentally paid off the tip of my nose with my arm, and suddenly my abusive working recard makes my eyes black and white. And Ricard's scream directed his surrounding gaze at us.

In that storm of gaze - there is Julius. There was Ferris. Mimi and Tibby, there are also crusader faces, more importantly,

Are you tired, Lord Subaru?

That's what Wilhelm looked like, considering how this is going.

"Ah......"

All the while, the breath leaking out, Subaru gently pulls out his shoulder strength and weakens, realizing the fact that he was sitting still on the ground.

Tasting the cold temperatures of the soil on his buttocks, Subaru gently gripped his fist on the ground, confirming the rough feel of grass and soil in it.

"Save Point... Was it updated..."

All my life in Nine Deaths - that doesn't even make me laugh, I was relieved by the luck of being unhappy.

- As far as the face-to-face stories around me are concerned, apparently Subaru was back in the middle of an anti-witchcraft conference that he and Julius started after finishing the fight against the White Whale.

A witchcraft hunt even monkeys could do, at a stage where they spoke lightly about it, and from their gaze it seemed that Subaru had tripped his consciousness to another world somewhere. In fact, it's not the wrong interpretation because it's going backwards at that point, either.

"Lord Pete hit me...... so that's okay. No, it's not good."

Subaru thus has a complex look between the good fortune of being able to come back to this scene and the bad fortune of being the feather of being made to 'return to death' in the first place.

"Back to Death" is nothing but an unconsciousness, but more importantly, the point of return was the current location. Worst of all, it wasn't unlikely that waiting for me to go back was in front of another unsold eight hundred shopkeepers with scratch-faces.

"I mean, in retrospect, I don't remember going back to Ochan for the first time. Oh my God, what's the cause? Does this world keep up with Osama's savepoint features?"

It's a pay phone, it's a mysterious crystal, it's an old typewriter, it's a penance to a church priest, and so on.

"Thinking about it, it's a new feeling that Osama is replacing the savepoint... Ricard is similar in type, and Imacoco with that connection?

"What's the matter with you just now, staring at people's faces? What do you got?

"Anything, hey."

He turns away from the fudge and Subaru leaks his exhale so that Ricard doesn't see his current face.

Leaks, running thoughts in the right direction to take time to calm down, to the point where you barely delude the uncontrollable tremors of your fists.

It's not like it's fear of death, or appeasement to the point where you could have picked up your life again while you were dead, and that part hasn't affected tremors.

It's not like he's not here, but it was more of another emotion that shook Subaru's heart and soul - no, it was intense.

Petergius Romaneconti in "Laziness" - an angry passion that never fades away, held against its hate-worst adversaries.

That was the backbone that now burns Subaru up with tremors from the inside out.

"Possession - you should think about it. Throw away your original body and move on to another opponent, so oh, do Mr. Wilhelm and Patrash."

In front of me, Subaru saw two people - one of them and one of their necks get miserably screwed. Immediately afterwards, I know what I was thinking in an obscure state of thought, but I know the end of the action I took with that obscure head.

He pulled the treasure sword out of Wilhelm's body and pierced his own throat.

It's true that he was shocked by the death of the old swordsman, but Subaru doesn't treat his life so negligently or grudgingly that he wants to go back and kill himself instantly and start over.

After thinking about it, it is possible that I would have chosen the same result in the hope of starting over, but I should still work more thinking on that occasion before I do it.

In other words:

"I hate to believe it... did he get inside me?"

It is literally the worst situation, and it is arguably the worst even if you just think about it.

More so because they share their bodies with the most spiteful beings in the world, and are forced to harm themselves by losing the lead fight if only the result.

It is reminded that for seventeen years he intended to come closer as a vessel and soul, but for a much cooler time. Put the other souls on a wheelchair, they're butt-little bodies.

"That son of a bitch, I just thought he was the worst... now I'm totally shaking off the gauge, what the heck?"

Hands on his chin, Subaru can only breathe in the horrors of that power of Petergius.

If we assume that he doesn't choose his opponent and that he can possess the opponent he likes to perpetuate his life, it means the inevitability of the eradication of existence.

Whether you kill or not, if you survive being transferred around, that's what you can't destroy him without eradicating all of humanity.

That's it, though, I'd like to believe you're not the owner of a defiant ability.

"With these patterns, how can we defeat them? The easiest situation to understand is that there are conditions for possession, but it's not easy to discern. Limit the number of times...... I don't know that either"

If there is a condition of possession, it is difficult to even assume its discernment.

The first flesh is the skinny man, and the next time you encounter it, the flesh of a woman around twenty. And finally, Subaru's body. I can't find anything in common.

If it's a limit on the number of times, this is also troublesome, and besides the fact that I don't see a limit, I'm going to have to kill at least three times in the current situation to calculate that I won't die.

"If you know it's not enough to just kill once, then if you just mention Mr. Wilhelm and take him down... if you don't see the landing spot, killing him off will also be a root competition"

To this end, Subaru wonders how difficult it is to defeat Petergius.

In retrospect, even the attitude of a man who was not afraid of death suggested this possibility. Even when I was ice marinated in a pack in the former world, if it was because I could survive one flesh after another in this way, the point goes.

Worst case, really worst case...

"Is defeating Petergius a hand to give up..."

If priority is to be given to the original Subaru purpose, that must also be one of the means to be chosen. It's a shame, it's a story.

This is how Natsuki Subaru aspires to Mazers territory, and none other is hurrying back with his companions. I'd rather help people in mansions and villages than destroy witchcraft, but with all my heart.

There was once a time when that feeling swayed, and their annihilation with witchcraft hatred was the only way to dare avenge them for the supreme purpose, but now that passion lurks.

It was the blue-haired girl who made Subaru think that.

Without her devotion, Subaru would still have shrugged his mind in the deep dark, continuing to wander without even knowing the exit.

That's not what she said to Subaru: 'Take them down'.

Don't give up the lives of your loved ones.

It is humiliating. I can't stand wanting to teeth with remorse.

But that's also one way Subaru can do it - no, it's the only way Subaru can save it.

Only Subaru, who knows there is a witchcraft raid, can help Emilia and the others by taking control of the vanguard. The priority of the extermination of witchcraft has only focused on eliminating the underlying causes, and the choice of escape deserves to be taken into account if survival is to be a priority.

More importantly, defeat the White Whale and the alliance is ongoing.

I'm not ready to defeat 'Lazy' this time. If you consolidate your preparations to defeat 'Lazy' beforehand and work out the operation, just like the White Whale, you'll have a chance to destroy him from then on.

So...

Lord Subaru.

Secondly, Svalbard, who was sinking into the sea of thought, raised his face when his name was called in a quiet voice.

Front, watching Subaru with a clear eye as Wilhelm reflected its lake surface. High, heart beating. It feels like you're about to be seen through to the inside of yourself.

"What, are you anxious?

"Oh, no..."

"I don't mind if you say so. I don't need to carry it alone."

Every time Wilhelm says that he knows what to say to the mouthwatering Subaru.

I noticed such an exchange between the two of them, and the people around me began to gather their gaze here as well.

Feeling uncomfortable and unpunished by the whirlpool of gaze directed at him, Subaru shook his head small,

"It's not. I was just trying to get my thoughts together. Talking about it in a less organized way doesn't get you the guidelines, does it? So..."

"So, aren't you about to head over to the option of giving up?

"Giving up is not... different"

Though gentle, Subaru bends his lips because he feels denied one of his considerations. I don't like to say give up. Subaru just wants to make sure he doesn't lose sight of his purpose.

Because of the loss of sight of it, he's been taking away all sorts of things, and now that he's been given the chance to start over, he wants to make sure he doesn't spill that out of his hands this time.

But that's Subaru's idea.

"Lord Subaru, it's an impeccable extreme for me to put it this way, but let me say it"

"Ooh. That's what I'd say if I could do that. Yeah, I'll ask."

- Fight.

Low, it was a 'word' that shook the atmosphere.

But the Subaru body that received it, the heart, the soul did tremble.

Open your eyes, Wilhelm - the sword ghost, looking straight at Subaru.

The lust that leaked out of its entire body covered Subaru's entire body, grabbing it and not letting it go.

"When you fight, when you resist, if you have ordained that to yourself, fight with all your spirit. Not a moment, not a second, not even a moment, greedily devoured by the point of a foresighted victory. There must be no compromise, no compromise. If you can still stand, if your fingers still move, if you haven't broken your fangs yet, stand, stand, stand, fight. - Fight."

――――

That used to be very similar to the words Subaru was given by Wilhelm.

In the garden of Krusch's mansion, to Subaru, beaten with a wooden sword, Wilhelm only then, at that moment, gave a peek at one scale as a sword ghost to speak of the mindset of the battle.

At that time, Subaru, who was asked about it, was referred to by Wilhelm as a 'person unwilling to be strong', even though the fact was Subaru was not facing him seriously either.

Now, no. I think so.

If it wasn't, and trying to change, it seemed that way.

"Compromise, don't"

"- Yeah. No matter how tough the road that is."

"The choice was to fight, and I got all sorts of people involved in the fight against the white whale. Even now, it involves everyone here because it means we're going to fight. - Even the dead are leaving."

I'm talking, and I can see that my heart and guts are about to shrink on their own.

Subaru's judgment, his thoughts, his actions, the lives of others. It is now clear to me that this has always been the case.

The battle against the white whales was still ridden with the thoughts of the Kursches. Many of the victims that arose in that battle, the weight of their lives rested on the shoulders of Subaru and Krush.

But the battle ahead is different. This is the battle Svalbard chose, Svalbard wanted, Svalbard got around and still started.

Subaru must be equally responsible for all the lives standing around him, challenging this battle. I'm not talking about duty or responsibility. It's a matter of soul and possession.

"Still, you're going to hang out with me selfishly? Greedy, mean, selfish of me, you're saving my life."

"What are you talking about?"

In that Subaru readiness inquiry, Wilhelm even had a small grin.

If you look around you, you're looking at Subaru with the same face. Only Ferris has a sinister face, because it seems like him at all.

And to Subaru, surrounded by such gaze and unable to move, Wilhelm nodded,

"Move to protect what you want to protect - it's the way the knight is, as it is. If so, as a like-minded thing, who can dispute Lord Subaru's journey?"

"- Huh"

To the words of Wilhelm, the knights pull out their swords simultaneously.

The belated Beast Mercenaries looked at them, all smiling and other reactions, while equally unplugging and gently hoisting their respective prey as they responded.

"I know what it's like to mourn the lack of power, even if you're willing to. - That's why we're here. We are now, Lord Subaru's sword. It's a power to fulfill Lord Subaru's wishes."

"Tsukuba, gi..."

"Let's do what we have to do. Nobody else. your own - not selfish, for your own wishes"

Subaru tastes the feeling of what was on his chest falling off.

That stays exactly as it is, of the process of clearing up the dark thoughts that surrounded Subaru, and at the same time springing up is so itchy and embarrassing.

- And more importantly, an embarrassing sense of pride in reliance.

"We have to help Emilia and the others, we have to"

"Yes."

"But it's true that I have to work with the witches."

"Yes."

"I really thought you should run. Thanks, it could be a lot worse than I thought. Worst case scenario, just because I know it's coming, I think I'm gonna run away."

Subaru would have chosen that option earlier.

I would have fought my emotions with the most plausible reasoning and continued to fight along the path of the second good until it became quite the result.

But so many knights have affirmed Subaru.

If you don't respond to this - isn't it a man?

"Of witchcraft, this is our only chance to slap 'laziness'. I can't expect to be next, and there's no coverage for what he looks like next."

――――

"He has to stay here. - Must."

Put it behind you, run away just this once, and you can't possibly escape his demon hand with it. It's about the obsessive guy. Somewhere again, it was certain that he would reach out to that demon in a way that Subaru did not know. That's not necessarily where Subaru can be in time.

We should assume that there can be no more opportunities, such as being as blessed as this one.

And to think that there will be next, etc., or to be smart that we should compromise in the next good.

"Help Emilia and the others. Witchcraft knocks down. That's a hard part of having to do both. You ready for this? I... finally, it's settled."

"- Do you want to come?"

"Oh, let's go. It's a battle against time. Way to go, wrap up your thoughts"

What needs to be considered is that the obstacles that need to be opened up still stand up to Subaru in the ordeal that needs to be overcome.

But still, there are people who can help the helpless Subaru. Because there are children who support the minds of the weak Subaru. - Don't lean down, I can look forward.

Let's fight against 'laziness', which blocks fate.

Let's face our 'laziness', which leads us to flee to the easier and the weaker.

Because that's what fighting is about, living.

of Natsuki Subaru in order to defeat Petergius of 'Laziness'.

- The battle of the Natsuki Subaru begins again.