Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

- What brought the awakening was the feeling of droplets falling on my face.

Consciousness is raised by the coolness of the water that hits the cheek with a constant rhythm. Raw realities slowly creeping across Subaru's body according to the awakening of consciousness.

The easiest thing to understand is that it's a primitive, intense irritation that you don't need to put into words - pain.

"... duh."

As I welcome Subaru's awakening, the pain that was wrapping his hands around him comes to an exchange of embraces. If you get the first stimulus, there's no way to avoid those that keep coming at you.

A torn forehead, a broken right arm, a severely impacted spine screaming. But surpassing them and screaming,

"Sa no, it's evil... eh"

If you looked at the cause of the too sharp pain, a branch of a tree about two fingers thick penetrated around the right clavicle. Dye the lukewarm tip red with blood. It won't try to pull it out ready for severe pain, or the meat will be tightened.

Fortunately it's broken along the way, though it's not like disregarding visuals and even pain can interfere with behavior.

"Bizarre, you're too... this fashion"

Somehow, moving his body not listening to him, he wakes up his upper body, and Subaru takes a breath when he deposits his back on the rock wall just beside him. Looking around, apparently Subaru is near a small cave or some kind of entrance. From the top of that entrance, it seemed like morning dew or something was dripping down his cheek. - Morning dew, and be aware of that.

"Morning...!?

My brain understands the ruthless passage of time, and the intense pain rushes through my corpse. The feeling of a bright red stain in the back of your eyes and the kind of irritation that caused the needle to stick out all over your body. Slowly the thought of Subaru becomes well understood with tears in the eyes of the ship.

What happened to me before my consciousness fell? Remember that,

"-"

Subaru remembered how pointless a tragedy his existence had produced.

If you turn your gaze over your head, the morning burn is plunging into the woods from the gaps in the trees. That's how you get the light, the other side of the slope that Subaru has been rolling down - what sights are waiting for there.

"- Mmm."

Breathtaking and irritated by the repentance of wanting to die right now, Subaru goes for the other side crawling at a rate like a potato worm.

Cursorily, but surely, the time approaches while movement is restricted by pierced branches.

If it had been Subaru before, I would have escaped just imagining the sight of waiting there, scared and refusing to see it. But that's not acceptable to Subaru right now.

I have to see it, drink it, feed it.

It died when it should, because it is the duty of Natsuki Subaru.

"Ha... ha..."

Step up the incline, again just one step and the left half to crawl up. Your breath rises and the wounds on your dry forehead seep with sweat and blood smudges out. I brutally wipe it with my sleeves and crawl with blood and mud staining my face.

Through some of the damaged dragon cars, bypassing the swept down trees, Subaru's fingertips finally reach the desired height - thrown out with Patrash's devotion, marching back to the land.

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For a moment only, there was hesitation.

With his face up, his neck stretched and a peek into the other side, Subaru will face to face with a reality he cannot escape. If something miraculous happened at the scene after Subaru was kicked out and a large number of evacuees fled, he would not even be allowed to immerse himself in his dreams.

"Stupid, I am.... No, silly, I am"

With this one-sided view, Svalbard did see the moment when Patrash would be eaten a thousand times. It gives you everything for Subaru, that moment of the Loyal Dragon's loss is still burning behind your lid. It's an insult to her for burning up the remnants of her own life for Subaru, such as dreaming about it and fleeing into a convenient illusion.

Lighting a fire of obsession in his heart, Subaru opened his eyes by squeezing his undying strength. Pull your torso up in an attitude that glides to the soil, over the thick branches that block your sight, and beyond the open woods, a scene of tragedy -

"- Huh?"

Nothing.

Nothing happened.

"Son...... ah, eh?

Subaru, who was distorting his face in the imagination of a spreading tragedy, blacks and whites his eyes unacceptably at the sight that appeared before him.

Many large trees with roots turned upside down in the wreckage of scattered dragon cars. Deeply determined claw marks remain on the ground, with traces of destruction and strife on one side per area.

Yet it would break Subaru's heart the most, with no consequences.

The consequences of the tragedy. In an attempt to escape Subaru, that is the remains of the villagers who put their lives at risk in the true sense. As a result of his loyalty, the remains of a ground dragon torn in two.

I can't find it anywhere.

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The fact that the collision with the Beast was neither a dream nor an illusion proves, for example, the wreckage of a dragon car scattered on this occasion. Only the consequences of the tragedy have been lost from it.

Therefore, lean against the nearby tree and lift your body. Fortunately, if you survive the first shock, the injury to your ankle and hips has nothing more noticeable than a stroke and abrasion. Stand up and look around with your left hand fixed to your painful right arm each time you shake.

"What, so? What about Patrash... Min... Otto?

Not that I wanted to see the body, of course.

To tell you the truth, I'm more than happy that everyone is surviving. But Subaru's body knows best that it wasn't in such a situation that such a dream story would come true.

More importantly, Subaru had already seen a number of lives lost in the hands of that beast before he lost consciousness.

A skinny young man dies and is still crushed without being forced to bear one loose wound. Every dragon car was blown up, thrown out and a woman lost her life. An old man snapped like a dead tree in a swing of his arm and exposed an unbroken corpse when he saw it.

Every time I remember that death, Subaru's heart is shattered with pain and remorse. Yet even their death, which I should have seen, had been taken from this occasion.

"Patrash... Patrash...?

Thinking of his lost life, Subaru desperately calls his partner's name in a fine voice.

Subaru did see, hear, a high and painful interrupter rise the moment her body was torn in two. Therefore, I have no hope that her life will remain.

But still, it was the only thing Subaru could do to find her wreckage, convey words of apology, and mourn her, which was already gone.

He's walking slowly and is almost out of strength. The search hand was slow, weak and spent more than two hours just looking around the area.

That said, that's all the time Subaru was able to discover from around here.

"The luggage that was lost in the wreckage, the pieces of clothing and then..."

Bitter bloodstains.

There are massive traces of blood everywhere at the scene where the Beast's claw marks are carved, as confirms the imagination close to Subaru's certainty. I think there's probably a backward blood odor drifting around, but Subaru's sense of smell, which has been stiffened and hardened by massive amounts of blood, is not working and he can't sniff them out.

The circumstantial evidence of denial is no longer available. Only conclusive evidence cannot be found, and there are many mysteries in the process by which it was lost.

More importantly, while searching around like this, a question too late was burning Subaru's brain. That is -,

"How come I haven't been killed...?

The fact that I missed tailoring Subaru - that Subaru, which bore so much depth, would be hard to trust and so on, but still the filling is too sweet in key parts such as going back without examining one corpse. In the first place, Garfield's aim should have been Subaru.

It is now unclear why the claws were intended for the evacuees, or perhaps they were meant to show off against Subaru.

Assuming it is, all the more so, I don't know why the body disappeared.

"Assuming, even if I hauled it out..."

Forty-two evacuees in total. Even if everyone was dead, it's unrealistic to carry it all out. That's where the dragons, including Patrash, join.

"I don't know..."

I don't want to imagine, but that beast stuck in my belly - an equally unrealistic imagination of numbers. Still, I can better understand the direction you're taking out, but I can't think of any reason to use all that effort to cover up the body from before Subaru.

It's more about how he stopped stabbing Todome in the scratchy Subaru before he suspected that the LTTE had done such a roundabout in the first place.

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Secondly, Subaru finds this quite close to a situation of 'sanctuary' desertion.

Prerequisites are different from before, but there are many similar parts of the result. Traces of destruction around the perimeter are traces of the Great Tiger's rampage, a part unrelated to the disappearance of the evacuees and the Great Tiger. If you look out for those eye areas, you can't see anyone. This was a terrible resemblance to that situation.

I mean, it's...

"Let it be, the 'sanctuary' is in the same condition as before...?

Drawing that conclusion with a rough breath, Subaru rises again using his full strength. Then I saw my position and the flow of the road and hit the direction of the 'sanctuary'.

- It's the sixth morning.

Perhaps last night was the deadline at the Mansion. I'm not sure, but if there was an Elsa raid, there's a tragedy that's too late.

And something happened to those in the 'Sanctuary', like Garfiel, who turned into a LTTE, to desist from the todome to Subaru. Perhaps that's what made all beings disappear from this place. Although the fact that it is not acting on Subaru and the identity of nothing is unknown.

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It was for a moment that I was lost as to which way to proceed.

Past in the chest is a faint pain due to warmth. It was the rash left in the mansion that would have been attacked and the uninterrupted untrained and guilty feeling towards the sleeping girl.

Biting the root of his teeth, Subaru shakes off his emotions and proceeds to the 'sanctuary'.

Slowly, Subaru heads to the 'sanctuary' so that he can be sure on his way too late.

To burn in its eyes the value of what lies ahead, just commensurate with lost lives, in search of the cut-off that my life, which I intend to spend for redemption, gets me a chance at even just a few.

- On the way to the 'Sanctuary', I went through the place thinking Ram and Garfiel had fought.

Traces of wind blades blasting into the trunks of trees all over it, and familiar claw marks were more violent than that, tragic, deciding the ground, the rocks, through.

I looked around just a little bit, but I still don't see Ram there either - probably turned into a corpse, I can't find her.

If the assumption that the Great Tiger is Garfiel is correct, she is a longtime thinker for Garfiel. Though I believed that if the affection were profound, it would be possible.

"Develop to kill each other, so how about you like it... when it's too much Lanobe reading"

There's something we can't give each other, and that's how we developed a relationship to kill each other.

The love of love that existed in the meantime, how deterrent it can be. If you really want to stop waving the murder weapon with them, you should stop before it even starts.

At the time it begins to get rid of it, that can't be the reason for the end.

"... sorry, na"

I apologize to the person who doesn't see me, who still did everything in his power for Subaru.

Her struggle is also empty, and Subaru returns to the 'sanctuary' unhindered by her thoughts. Ahead, there's what Subaru needs to die of.

While increasing his heart retention, Subaru strives hard to walk into the 'sanctuary'. By noon, the journey we should have walked out of is the distance we should have gotten through in just over a dozen minutes when we were spanning Patrash.

It was time to push it into the wounded body, proceed at the speed of the caterpillar, and it was already evening that Subaru reached just outside the 'sanctuary'.

"Take half a day... hey, do it..."

So far, I'm back.

The relief is likely to collapse on the spot, but there is no fine dust in the sense of accomplishment, etc. Instead, it is powerlessness and anger at oneself that burns up mundane inside Subaru. and glow blacker than those feelings of self-loathing because

"You're going back... hey, Garfield... eh"

It was a rage of hatred and anger against that blonde fucking out-of-the-way that I've told my heart to try not to think about, not think about.

Three major reasons I'm back in the 'Sanctuary'.

One wants to find out who the mysterious drone phenomenon that occurs in the 'sanctuary' is. At the very least, the elements necessary for the future to want to grasp one end of the cause.

The second is the confirmation of Emilia's cheapness, which she has left in the 'Sanctuary'. Her cheapness is no exception in the event of a drone phenomenon. In connection with the first, I would like to confirm this as well.

And the third - so fierce a flame that burns the depths of Subaru's heart that it is no longer hostile to bind the two aforementioned reasons.

The outburst of wanting to tear that tyranny tiger to pieces.

Step inside the 'Sanctuary'. Two mossy columns replace the entrance. Twirling it into the 'sanctuary', Subaru looks around as he breathes low and quiet repeatedly.

In the falling 'sanctuary' of silence, no sign of man can be felt as the great one imagines. Before that, Subaru had not heard one bug in the woods that had walked this far.

The disappearance of the inhabitants of the 'Sanctuary' goes beyond that, and it continues to remain quiet as if it had brought to a halt all the activity of all these areas of life.

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Even his own breath is felt too loud in front of this silence, and Subaru asks for secrecy to the limit in his throat, which is likely to cling to pain. Hidden and repeated brief breaths, Subaru, dragging his legs, aimed behind the 'sanctuary' - the building where Emilia was supposed to be.

- At this hour before the evening, Emilia is spending time on her knees leading up to the 'Trial'. It is a remarkable behavior from around the third day, especially this time without any follow-up to Subaru. Perhaps more than ever the loop, her heart has been cut to loneliness and impatience.

"No, or..."

Peek inside through the pushed open door and look out into the deserted indoor and Subaru shrugs.

No sign of Emilia, but the sheets on the bed without the user are disturbed and with the fallen chair rolling straight onto the floor. I don't know if this is the result of resisting the cause of desertion, or because of Emilia's impulse to be cornered.

However, on the road so far, Subaru still hadn't encountered anyone.

"Want me to show my face to Roswar...?

Taking Emilia's absence from the scene, Subaru's chest is badly calmed to think about her next action.

The policy I spoke of is a necessary thing to do in the sense of smashing the buds, but there was a part of me that gave up that I would be wasting my legs halfway, even towards you.

'The Sanctuary' has been deserted as I was concerned. Subaru's obsession is no longer in this place at the time of the loss of Emilia's presence, which should have been there.

And the disappearance of Emilia, who should have been obsessed. Even on that, Subaru realized his heart was barely shaking.

Did you meet the mind of unshakeable, tough, and blinking steel?

I guess not, Subaru instantly shook his head sideways.

The heart of steel, the state of mind too different now that Subaru has lost its aim and its place of emotion. My heart just flattened at the end of my anger, at the end of my incomprehension, at the worn-out quote.

I'm not unwavering, I'm just out of it.

- It lacks the energy to live.

It was natural.

Subaru is not trying to live right now. I just can't die until I've lost it at the right time to die and buried the reason why I've lived longer.

Rather, consciousness is concentrated on those who are dying, not on the strength of living.

How can a world like this survive?

Emilia is gone. Lem's gone, too. Patrash would also have been lost and Rams and Petra would have died. Otto doesn't have to think about life or death.

No one. Nobody's gone. No one could be saved because Svalbard's head was missing, Svalbard's power was lacking, Svalbard's efforts were lacking, and Svalbard's wishes were lacking. No one was saved. It was the only thing Subaru could do.

"So... to me..."

Get everything back. Do everything through. Put everything on the right path, it's your responsibility.

That's all Subaru can do. That's what Subaru has to do.

The sacrifices paid for this must remain in Subaru.

Only Subaru must continue to think of all that is lost for it.

Only Subaru must continue to pay the consideration that can be spent for this purpose.

I'll pay for it. Let's make sacrifices. And let's take it back, everything.

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Flirting, Subaru left the building shaking his upper body.

Across the foot is not the private house where Roswar is to be fed, but the deepest part of the 'sanctuary' - in the direction of the graveyard. Last time, a place where Subaru tried to take a leg in a deserted 'sanctuary' and was murdered under the obstruction of 'something'. There again this time, I step in with my mushrooms.

For what? Of course, to get you killed.

If we had the same situation as last time, it would probably take the same means to kill Subaru.

And if you know it's coming, Subaru has decided that you should be able to do enough to avoid a wound that could be fatally injured in one blow.

Even if he was killed by a second blow, it doesn't matter if he can even figure out who he is.

Deciding to be ready for 'death', Subaru moves steadily closer, step by step, to the place of destination.

I don't remember where they pierced my abdomen from behind - to a clear position, but I'm pretty sure I was close to reaching the cemetery entrance.

The head of the cemetery begins to be visible in the distance, and a heartbeat that begins to make noise as soon as possible pours cold, hot blood all over Subaru's body. I don't even know if it's heated or cooled.

Sensation of hot body and paralysis of hands and feet. Yet his fingertips were as hard as he shoved cold lead in, and his head was cold enough to objectively observe the current situation.

Foolish beings who know to die and come to the dead.

I should have sworn firmly to my heart that I would risk my life for results, but that expression is far from the strength of my determination, my eyebrow butt drops, my lips bite, and my hands and feet tremble indelibly.

I hate myself when plating peels off in the earthen pit and exposes the weakness beneath it. Pushing that emotion away, Subaru still doesn't slow down his legs.

No matter how weak, brittle and foolish I am, I want to be the one who constantly seeks courage to move forward from who I am.

With the kind of distorted positivity that multiplies weakness with weakness, negativity and negativity, Subaru continues to take the road to the cemetery to ascertain the path of death.

The graveyard approaches. The heartbeat sounds loud and the sound of blood flowing through the skull is clearly heard. The feeling of gastric fluid refluxing from an empty stomach burning your throat. The swinging knee is still going to fall, sweating on my left only vision, compromising my clarity.

Raise your left arm abusively, wipe your eyes, and go forward again. And I noticed.

"-?"

As he raised his leg to proceed to the cemetery, Subaru saw a change in front of him.

You can't even hear the bugs squeal and all you get is the overlapping sound of leaves and leaves that shake and play in the wind that blows from time to time. Interrupting into the pretense there was a tiny, often interrupting squeal.

At first Subaru thought it was a little white hairball that rolled in the wind.

But the hairy balls trembled into small pieces as they stopped in the front position, a few steps of Subaru, and in front of Subaru, who frowned suspiciously, let them stand up with two long ears.

"Ugh, Sagi...?

Small animal with white, fluffy fur on two long ears. It was characterised by two red round eyes, and in the first place he looked around with a method that did not cause his mouth to move, and when he looked up at Subaru, he tilted his small head and let it ring with a high voice.

Small, too small a raven. The size is about the size of Subaru's clenching fist, which at first glance is not significantly different from the size of a hamster or anything else. Although the size of the ear is comparable to the size of the rest of the ear, it looks like a talkative size when it comes to hand-ride size.

Bugs, people, grounddragons, all of a sudden sprung up in a vanished place of traces of everything.

Or creatures that may have lived in the woods, but for Subaru, who hadn't come across any other creatures at all so far, they were too surprising to encounter.

"Why are you here? It's okay.

The words of doubt are endless, Subaru looks around in confusion, searching for whether any creatures other than this frontal raven have flowed into the 'sanctuary'. Keep your hands on the raven without any concern, and try to touch its furrows if you know anything...

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At the next moment, the top had been uprooted from Subaru's left wrist.

Blood erupts from rough, cluttered cuts, and blue-green blood vessels drool out of the wound. White and thin. Is that a fiber or nerve of meat, or in any case, the sight of human flesh being destroyed, is a grotesque thing - such, a few seconds after I started escaping reality.

Another dimension of severe pain punches Subaru's brain and Subaru's body, stuffy with pain, falls to the ground. A branch penetrating the clavicle broke in the middle of its impact for sharp pain. Pain, pain, pain.

"but!? Oh, wow! Whoa, whoa, haha!!

Thoughts get incandescent.

Ouch, my whole body is dominated by the emotion and it hurts. I can no longer think of the technique of recognizing reality pain. Ouch. Why do I have to suffer so much? Ouch. Where did it hurt? What happened? Ouch. Where did it hurt? Where did it hurt? Why did it hurt? Why did it hurt? Why did it hurt? Why did it hurt?

Subaru was unconsciously grasping at the ground soil and acting unintelligible chewing the mud as he stuffed and pressed his bloody spilling left wrist against the ground. Thoughts only faintly returned to the bitterness and breathlessness of the earth, and his sight turned in search of what had happened, and Subaru discovered an earlier white hairball at his feet - a small animal that pollutes its white fur with red spots and cheeks something all over his little mouth. Under that black nose, swollen cheeks in the first place. I could see Subaru's left pinky finger sticking out of his mouth.

Understood. Okay. What happened? Eaten. Eaten. It was eaten.

"Oh, but whoa!!

Raising his voice that seemed insane about understanding and pain, Subaru rolls his body toward the raven. The right arm is broken and motionless, and the left arm is in the stomach of a rabbit with the tip from the wrist. I don't know what I can do, but at least find out who it is...

The feeling of burning to the calf. Unjokingly white eyes peel off at the overly sharp stimuli that relentlessly scrape meat and bones with sharp claws, and the bubbles erupt from the back of his throat. The intensity of the pain won't try to let go of my consciousness what I wish my head could fall as-is and faint.

It overflows blood bubbles from the edge of your mouth and cramps like a fish up on land. It was a miracle that its Subaru ears were still functioning, an overly cruel prank of God.

Once, countless footsteps captured Subaru's tympanic membrane.

Bouncing motion. Small light body. The number of ringing noises to be chained was enormous, and I wasn't sure I was willing to count, even if my vision was maintained.

And I'm really glad this moment was the only one that was working.

At the same time, he tastes the feeling of fangs eating up all over his body, and Subaru now realizes with the pain of being chewed down that the threat that surrounds him does not bring down a hundred.

Scream. Sleep rolled over on your back, look up at the sky and tremble your throat. As soon as possible, hairy creatures invade from the open mouth into the inside. The tongue is eaten a thousand times, sharp fangs flash behind the throat, and the journey from the esophagus to the stomach is devoured from the inside.

The threat of an intrusion from the anus came in from the top. It clashes in the body, eating and scattering organs to the right to compete, mincing Natsuki Subaru.

A sense of being allowed to become a fragment of meat in the body of a living being, while living.

There is no fear anymore. I no longer feel pain. I don't know why I'm conscious.

It is eaten. It gets eaten. My left eye was eaten. No more ears. All organs and the like are eaten up and the skin on my face is peeled off now. There's a hole in the skull, a fang penetrates like a brain marrow that's about to spill...

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- Whoa, whoa, whoa.