Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

Listening to the Guerraggera and the deafening laughter, Subaru gently shakes his sleeping head to get rid of his drowsiness. I am proud that if I am naturally awake, I am in a state of immediate awakening, but if I am forced to wake up due to external factors, the story is different.

Rub your eyelids with pale pain, like there's less blood around your head, or you can circle your neck - your familiar room pops into view.

This is a room with scattered jeans and jerseys, starting with a packed bookshelf of comics and lanobes. Learning desks that haven't been used as the right role in a long time are loaded with read-only books, and the presence of old videos that have become game-only makes me sad.

Drying also rang a neck bone on a futon that turned into a sparse fountain bed, and Subaru was somehow uncomfortable with such a natural landscape. - Why, my chest is bothering me.

"Hey, hey, I hope that's how they ignore you, old Osama's gonna cry, huh? It's so refreshing to be cheerful in the morning, so jump up with Don in the mood for a ride."

"Do you want me to welcome you vividly to the morning you woke me up on the dive press? Don't be impotent. I mean, I feel like my bones are crumbling, so I'm gonna sink into bed like this twice."

Responding suddenly to the voice called out waiting for Subaru's awakening, then again Subaru lays about on the futon. Unnegotiable, and to Subaru turning his back, the person standing just beside the futon raised his voice in dissatisfaction, "Nah-nah-nah,"

"Rebellion period! That's a rebellion! I knew it would come, but I wasn't ready for this morning either! I shouldn't have prepared for breakfast, I should have been prepared to interact more properly with my son. Chickie, I hate my helplessness......"

"Say something, hold people's legs. What... Hey, ah! Ah, right!

"Okay, I've decided to talk to you carefully today. Flesh language first! Four letters, four letters! Ooh, sleeping arthrops work!

Sleeping legs are assembled into four letters, and Hyunichi, who fell asleep just opposite Subaru, inflicts extreme damage to this knee and tibia. When Subaru cringed bitterly at the irreversible pain, Jinichi laughed again with a guerraggerated and life-enjoyed voice,

"Sora, what's wrong? What's wrong? Don't you think I'm going to be stupid about the graphics and embarrassed by the habit of working out to one middle-aged person every day, wahaha... oh, wait, ah! Ah, right!

"You idiot! Dad's old enough to pick four easy to do letters for a return move by surprise! Just flip your body and the damage will bounce back, the fact that you planted four letters on me is a vendetta... oh wait, no flipping back... there he is! That's it!"

Two big men who have already stretched out their hands and legs, swapping gobbles and offense while combing their legs. Each time, the victim and the perpetrator alternate and the screaming side takes turns. A book falls from the desk on the two abusive moves, and the console that stood and placed falls.

From that early morning to the two of us who continue to squabble less than parents and children -,

"- Hey, both of you. Mother, it's time to get hungry, so I'd like to have breakfast."

A relaxed voice and the sound of an out of tune knock jump into the room, stopping the two of them from moving, who were dizzily repeated joint attacks.

A badly eyed woman stood in her sight, half-crying and blurred by pain, standing at the entrance to the room - a blurry atmosphere. Seeing as pah, it was quite the sharpness of his grumpy gaze, but Svalbard knows in seventeen years of dating that he is, in fact, a personality who thinks nothing else in his heart.

It is Svalbard's mother, Vegetable Moon and Vegetable Hoko, who are immediately known as parents and children due to poor eyesight.

Sachiichi said in her mother's appearance, "Go!," he said, jumping out of his tongue.

"Bad, bad, I want to be obsessed with skinships with Tsubaki. I wish I had eaten something first."

"-? Why would you do something to eat first when it's a morning when we can have dinner together as a family? We should all eat face-to-face."

It was Sachiichi's word I turned my mind on, but Vegetable Hoko leans her neck with a question mark in her head. It's not sarcasm or anything, but the feeling that you said so purely because you think so.

Looking down at his wife like that, Hyunichi nodded forcefully and over,

"Right, right. That's my daughter-in-law, I know that very well. We'd all be better off face-to-face eating breakfast!

"I don't think it's going to taste the same in the morning, lunch or dinner, do you? It's better if we all pack up for dinner. The wash's on top."

"Oh, you're talking about washing things. Oh, my God, I'm sorry. I got a little excited by myself."

It was the face that said the good things, but it dissipates after being struck down by a natural statement. I looked at Hyunichi, who dropped his shoulder, wondering, but Vegetable Hoko looked down at her still asleep,

"Look, let's have some rice too. I worked hard for breakfast this morning."

And he smiled so thinly in an upbeat mood that only a close person could tell.

- At the dining table on the ground floor, which came down reluctantly rubbing his sleeping eyes, Subaru was savoring the feeling that his consciousness, which was so vague by the shock, was led to awakening.

"Mother. You said you worked hard for me..."

"Yeah. Mother, I did my best for you. I've had a rough time getting ready in the morning."

Phew, the attitude of some bragging vegetable hoko with his nose ringing all the time. I didn't have to see any hindsight in that attitude, and Subaru sighs.

At the destination of that Subaru sigh, Sachiichi, who came via the toilet on the table, found it and said, "Oh," with some kind of exclamation mark,

"Awesome, huh? Your plate, your special menu. Green Forest."

"Thank you in the end. Yeah, seriously, like that.... What does this mean? Why are my plates loaded with all these grinning pieces?

Nodding to Hyunichi's point, Subaru points to his fixed position - the breakfast arranged in front of his seat, among which a plate with a heterogeneous atmosphere. Grinpieces piled up with all my parents' enemies. That's all I see is grinpieces, whether the other ingredients are buried and not visible or coming in from the edges. By the way, Subaru doesn't like grinpieces.

"Look, you said you didn't like Grimpith when it was. My mother thought it was not a good idea to like or dislike that. So I thought I'd take this opportunity to eat and overcome it."

"He tried to fix my likes and dislikes by relying on memories like he didn't even remember when it might have been like that. And this opportunity... it's nothing special, is it?

"Heh heh, blue, heh. Look, whenever you want, this moment of the day is the only place to taste it. You may think a similar day will come again, but that's how you actually miss countless' this much 'moments..."

"That's good right now"

Pushing away Sachiichi, who had interrupted the conversation while dancing lightly, Subaru took his seat with a deep sigh. And for now, when you push a loaded plate of grinpieces out of front of you,

"Anyway, I'll just gratefully accept the feelings you've prepared for me, and refrain from grinpieces themselves. I don't want to fill my stomach with something I hate in the morning."

"Say that again. So what if the world runs out of other things to eat besides grinpieces? Then you'll eat."

"When it comes to a world like that, you won't be far away from dying of malnutrition, so there's nothing you can do about eating a little grimpy. So I'll never eat."

Reasonably returned to the sensible vegetable Hoko, Subaru arms up and chested,

"Even if Armageddon comes down, I'll never eat grimpy pieces"

"Damn, that's how I'm losing my life when I hate eating and stuff. Oh, Mother, tomatoes in my salad, I don't like them, so eat them instead."

"That's my father... he contradicts me brilliantly in the first and second half of one statement"

A father who takes tomatoes from his own salad with his hands to his mother and robs boiled eggs from his mother's salad instead. Implicit understanding between couples who don't even complain because it's a regular exchange. With that sidelined, Subaru held his hand together for a breakfast other than grinpieces - hot and airy miso soup and honey toast filled with honey in front,

"I always wondered, why such a Japanese compromise?

"Mother, I know the ingredients for miso soup, I like honey to apply to bread"

It's not the answer. but it also no longer stinks of trouble to stick it in. From what I've said, it's visible that Vegetable Hoko just returns the motion of looking strange and tilting his neck.

When Subaru says "I'll have it" small and then puts his mouth on miso soup, Hyunichi and Vegetable Hoko each sit their seats - sitting opposite Subaru.

They both put their hands together and say, "I'll have it," then sip out miso soup first in the same motion all together. Nobody noticed, but the pattern was totally with the three of us.

"Mm, this miso soup...... now, Mother, you lifted your arms before you took a look?

"You know what? I actually recorded a three-minute cooking show for lunch yesterday."

So what is it?

Cheeks catch on to Hyunichi's untidy response and how to shake the right topic. Besides, Vegetable Hoko's remarks are quite precisely in line with the facts, so I haven't seen them because I said "recorded" and probably just recorded them. I probably won't even look at it as it is. In the first place,

"My dad's been here all morning, so you made miso soup and toast."

"Come on, you're a wise eye, my son. I didn't know you'd notice there...... you're going to rock the inconsistencies in your statements and slap the evidence?

"You're in a much older game now! No, it's a masterpiece!

Probably took every console from Subaru's desk. It would be great for free time on the commute or something, but my back itches just to imagine a good old middle-aged man passionate about it while holding a console on the train and frowning.

and, talking about that, Subaru chewing sweet toast cuts out "speaking of it,"

"It's too much now, but why is Dad wearing such thin clothes? It's getting hot about now, but you're too rough for anything with a cloak of steteco for running."

"You're wearing the same thing, aren't you, Steteco? You know, my dad got up a little early because he was tense and had dry cloth friction in the garden."

"Didn't dry cloth friction and vice versa mean we had to do that in colder weather?

"This is a matter of motivation. I'm worried about that kind of boredom before I run out, and you get to your destination. Say something to your mother."

"Yes, I am. Besides, the temperature wasn't cold, but your father's dry cloth friction was properly watched by your mother with cold eyes."

"That!? I don't have a follow-up on my wife!?

"Huh... I followed you. He said it was cold."

"That's a chase, not a follow!?

Sachiichi exposes her dissatisfaction by shaking a rattle and a chair. Vegetable Hoko has a misguided reaction when she looks at her husband like that and says, "I feel dust standing, so I have to clean it later".

Looking at his parents like that, Subaru goes ahead with a blur and breakfast as he lays his eyes down. It should be noted that the dish of grin pieces that had been removed from the front of Subaru went to Hyunichi, who disliked it and pushed it to the vegetable Hoko, who continued his grand tour of sending it to Subaru again.

"I mean, this is a pattern that no one eats completely anymore. What's wrong with you, such a ton of grin pieces? Take responsibility. Your mother will eat."

"But, Mother, I hate grinpieces..."

"People like it or don't like it. Try to get it over with. Is that it?!?

"Oh, but don't get me wrong. Not only does your mother hate grimpy pieces, but here's the thing...... because they're small and round in general. It's disgusting when you get in your mouth."

"I didn't make any mistake, and my distrust grew more and more!

Speaking of which, you never saw her mouth full of legumes, and now you're pushing the plate to the brightest.

"Then my husband will take responsibility for my wife, and my father will eat it."

"Don't be lonely," he said. We're a rare, friendly family, aren't we? I mean, I don't even like you and your mother. "

"Nobody's gonna be happy. You cared, you green plate!

Glimpse left out of nobody's mouth. Ultimately, Hyunichi said, "Can I even get into the pilaf because I have no choice? It's a pilaf attack until it's gone, hehe," he said, looking like an evil kid and deciding to handle it.

I managed if I was in something else, and Subaru, who accepted it, and Vegetable Hoko, who shook his neck sideways with disgust and stubbornness no matter what was in it. Quickly, the two men will be the wings to clean up.

"Thank you very much."

"Ugh, you're bad. All right, let's just wash up and compete to school without stomach, or...!

"I'm tired of hearing patterns that encourage school attendance to flow. In the first place, I don't remember growing up to be a white kid enough to run right out after eating."

Sachiichi, who threw dishes into the washroom, turns around and sees his teeth glow, and Subaru stands at the table as he shrugs his shoulders. Then he leaves a small voice saying, "I'm asleep till noon," scratching his head and going upstairs to his own room - and that leg stops at the fence.

"What...?

Pain runs around the temples and Subaru gently holds his head and closes his eyes. I felt the light blinking slightly behind my eyelids and the hot stuff scorching the back of my throat.

Something's wrong. Something's wrong.

Looking back, Subaru looks at his parents' faces looking at this one.

Sachiichi, who refused the invitation, pointed her lips in disgust, and Vegetable Hoko watched Subaru somewhere with lonely eyes as she wiped the table with a cloth towel.

The gaze directed at me from my father and mother - aware of the emotions put into it, I was annoyed by the heat that Svalbard's chest could not ignore. Feeling her face get cute and hot, Subaru turned his back in a panic when he couldn't see the look on his face, as he fled - no, he fled into his room.

"What? Why, why are you feeling so weird?

With his hands on his chest, Subaru breathes in amazement at the rate of beating. Drop your ass over the futon as it collapses and look around the room with restless eyes.

This room has been the same since I woke up. I saw it last night before I went to sleep. There's nothing different about it. All the time, a room that keeps stagnating without the coming of change.

Lord, as it shows the stagnation of Subaru.

When I looked at the clock with you, the time was almost eight o'clock in the morning. The school starts at 8: 30, about twenty minutes by bike from home. It's not time to make it.

Subaru, however, has no bare gesture to change, staring jiggly at the needle moving on the futon with his knee in his arms. Moving seconds, long hands quietly move ten times - crossing the deadline.

- Now we can't even make it to school today.

"So I have no choice. Yeah, we don't have a choice."

Maybe I could have gone to school if I only had a little more time left until I was ready. But reality ruthlessly proclaimed a time limit to Subaru.

So I won't be forced to make any more choices today. Yet,

"... Usually, this should calm you down. What's the matter with you?"

Palpitations do not subside and there is no indication that rough breathing will subside.

Confused by the modulation of his own flesh, Subaru is even frightened by the sound of teeth squeaking on his heels.

- For Subaru, this time of the morning was the most horrible time of the day.

"Calm down, calm down... time is up. It's time to calm down. That's okay."

Svalbard repeatedly appeals to himself as he holds down his trembling body.

Now the ritual of terror, which has become a routine, is the end time. Even though I know I'll bump into the exact same fear tomorrow morning at the same time, I still got over it today.

Nobody hurries Subaru, nobody hunts Subaru down. So it's only Subaru who hastens Subaru's heart, or hunts it down, who's nothing else.

Going to school - just a painful time to be Subaru strong about that many choices.

Time to refuse to attend school and continue to face your weakness, which you cannot reopen, even though you have been out of school for a long time.

The days of inertia that wait only for the passage of time while being annoyed by self-loathing and complexes and free themselves from them by making sure that school hours have passed.

I know more than anyone how tranquil I am when I am liberated because it is my daily suffering. The weakness of myself besides that, and the ugliness that keeps making excuses for having to do so.

You're supposed to be spending this time, after all that's tolerated, too -

"Why only today..."

Guilt, self-loathing, and nagging discomfort never go away.

I don't know where the anxiety comes from that makes me want to scratch my chest, Subaru scratches an unpleasant sweat while even breathing, stuffing and suffering on the futon.

All this time, I saw it when I left the table, my parents' faces burned on my head and I couldn't leave.

The usual bareback, the usual conversation, the usual exchange, the usual betrayal, the usual laziness - it should have been.

Yet only today, many of its usual deeds torment my chest.

- In retrospect, something was wrong this morning from the moment of awakening.

It is usual for my father, Hyunichi, to get his taste in that hand and harass Subaru's awakening. My father, who also stopped going to school and remained unchanged in the way he treated Subaru, which was turned into a cereal crush by both his fame. I mean, even though this morning's exchange must have been extended, and it's been going on for seventeen years - for some reason this morning, I think my chest ached for a different reason than the dive press.

Even though the out-of-target and misguided compassion of her mother, Vegetable Hoko, is overwhelmingly more useless at all, she still always gives priority to Subaru. Inevitably, Svalbard at home and vegetable hoko, a professional housewife, often spend the same amount of time. Still, keep an eye on Subaru with calm eyes so that we can leave it to time. - I was often aware of how it was in the dining room, when I gave that look.

And as it stands, even after school hours, it was the most puzzling modulation of my body that kept burning me in a restless and agony.

"Something's wrong. Why? Is something wrong? Yesterday for sure..."

Looking back at yesterday's behavior, trying to haunt my head about what had happened between now and this morning - I can interrupt it with a feeling of paralysis.

The feeling of sparks scattering behind his eyes emitted heat as if Subaru refused to try to touch his memory. While black-and-white his eyes at that, Subaru tries to challenge the ocean of memories again - to stop doing that. Just challenged, same answer, etc.

Yesterday, yesterday and before, Subaru had days of doing nothing.

The pain in my chest this morning is not happening because of something special.

It just so happens that today is the day I feel guilty like that, in pain. Because I couldn't see my parents' faces properly, and it's up to me to overlap them.

- Can I have a minute, please?

And when Subaru was disgusted by the beat that didn't even fit even if he came to a conclusion, his voice had been thrown over the door.

Looking towards the door, he enters the room just as he slips when Sachiichi peers through his body from there. Skilled foot judgment is reminiscent of King of Pop, with a smooth finish -

"If I go in before I answer if people can come in, it doesn't mean knocking, does it?

"Dude, there's a reason between me and you, bound by a hard bond between parents and kids, to say how small Knock is... no, there is. Yeah, well, if you're a puberty guy, there's one thing I'd like to do in my room. Okay, I'll be back in a little while."

"Don't take the liberty of drawing conclusions and trying to put a realistic time between them! Nothing, I'm fine!

While his voice was absurd about being cared for unnecessarily, Subaru was relieved in his heart when he misled the roughness of his breathing with it. Hyunichi, who received Subaru's reply, said, "Really no?" He re-entered the room on a backwards forward moonwalk, even with a suspicious face.

facing his son, looking up with his eyes, and poking his finger into heaven on the spot, posing,

"Well, hey. As you can see, I'm actually off work today."

"Yeah, well, I noticed. He said I'd notice if I worked the chores from this hour on Monday morning. So, what?"

"Don't rush to conclusions. Hey, there was something I wanted to talk about, so I thought I'd take this opportunity to talk about it."

"What's the story? You want me to wash my own dishes when I eat?

"There's that too. Dad hates washing things. I enjoy preparing and cooking myself because I like to make it, but I'm not willing to do it anymore when it's over"

Sachiichi collapses with all sorts of shaking. Subaru frowned at the appearance of an over-action father from earlier on, somehow feeling his father getting lost.

It's hard to get to the point and let yourself and your opponent's mind have the time to be prepared with a coveted attitude - because it hasn't been done well, but Subaru is a character to do something similar.

It's also a natural similarity.

- Ouch.

The moment I thought so, once again, a sharp pain struck Subaru's head.

Pain like sticking a needle inside your temples. Subaru lay face to face as he felt his bones scraped in his skull, not being seen the look of the pain,

"So? I don't know what my unwilling dad's talking about with me."

"Yeah, right. Do you like kids?

"- Junior high!!

A topic swing to mislead the pain reacts hypersensitively with a topic so stupid that it forgets the pain.

I looked up and saw Subaru pulling his cheeks in anger, and Hyunichi waved "ooh,"

"It's like confessing to me that some kids like to overreact like that."

"What are you talking about with your face? You can't even say things with a groan and a mourning."

In fact, it's an off-target point.

I have no interest in being my favorite girl or anything like that in Subaru right now. I can't have it, and I don't think I should. Maybe I'm just assuming.

"Nah, I don't know. You and your dad gave you advice when you were little, didn't you? Girls are weak about promises over the years and situations like that, so if you flag a girl who's already dizzy and has promises from one end to ten years from now, they'll be on the offensive route after they become teens."

"Innocence, I took it for real and pressed all over the girls, and there was a restraining order around here. The reason is that there are so many instances where a child with an unexpected face tries to force a girl child to drink a thousand needles!

"... I wish my father's sweet mask had been inherited. Where your legs are short, your mother's eyes, your father's tension and your mother's indifference, and you misassign your status too much when you come out of your mother"

"Tell me when you were with your cord..."

Looking back at overcut memories, somehow tension builds and sighs with both parents and children. and that's how I ran the side streets on the topic "So?" and Subaru put it back to business,

"Come on, what did you want to talk about? I have an important mission to sleep twice and three times after this, so I need you to sneak out of the room after the outgoing sound of Pea and talk to my mother."

"Don't kick me out with a natural stream. Besides, you can't tell your mother. My wife and your mother are the worst creatures in the world. It's cute there."

Subaru will have a naturally affectionate statement and a laid-back face.

In front of that Subaru, Jinichi often looked up and touched his nose looking like a jerk.

"Ma, what. It's a lovely day. Let's go talk to the parents and the kids outside."