Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

My worried eyes won't grab Subaru and pull him apart.

The feeling of wanting to laugh Beatrice's words off with her nose springs up into Subaru's chest.

- Now, you, what did you say?

Now all you have to do is repeat the words you can't understand that you plundered your ears, put them on your tongue, and throw them back at Beatrice.

You can distort the edge of your mouth into the shape of a laugh and cross your mouth lightly, as usual.

Just a little bit - yes, just a little bit, it's just not windy.

'Cause it has to be,

――――

Can't you deny the 'joke' of the girl in front of you, desperate eyes?

"Now you... what did I tell you?

A moment of hesitation, aside for a few moments, Subaru uttered the dialogue he had prepared.

It would be perfect if you could just keep grinning at your mouth and shrug even one of your shoulders.

Yet,

"......"

Subaru's cheeks pulled, not moving rigidly to one fingertip instead of his shoulder.

As if the presence of Natsuki Subaru in Beatrice's eyes had become immobilized in the world as it were.

"Once again, I'll tell you exactly what I want."

"Ma, wait..."

- I want Betty over with your hands.

"Stop!!

Absurd his voice, Subaru blocks Beatrice's words.

That was a sort of hilarious exchange, which roundly opposed the position earlier.

Subaru pushed his argument to scream at Beatrice, who refused to want to be heard.

So even if Beatrice does it the other way around, Subaru doesn't deserve to blame her for what she says and does. You don't deserve it, even if you know it.

"What the hell do you think you just said..."

"Are you the one who understands what you're being told right now?

"What?"

"I'm going to make your presence the end of this Spirit Beatrice. I'm going to let the man at the end of a contract that's been tied for over four hundred years."

You should be honored, Beatrice smiles ironically unsuitable.

Her thirsty grin - watching it, Subaru's chest feels scratched at her fingertips with her fingernails stretched out distorted .

That was so intolerable, Subaru put his hand on his chest,

"I don't know what that means... you want to die"

"I don't know if it's strictly the same as wanting to die. Betty wants me to finish the contract. All I want is for Betty to be free of this eternal contract that binds her."

"If that means taking a life, what difference does that make to wanting to die!!

Stepping on his feet, Subaru shook his throat and raised his anger.

The Gospel that was scattered at my feet is trampled on my heels, but I don't mind.

Poking his finger, Subaru stares and barks at Beatrice.

"I can't believe I want to die, don't let this get out of my way! I can't believe you want to die... I don't care who else you say it in front of, mine... in front of me, just don't allow me to say it!

If you die, you can't get your life back.

Only Natsuki Subaru can start over even if he dies. So only Subaru himself can offer grounds to convince himself of his suicide when it is also worthwhile to throw his life and challenge him.

But Beatrice isn't. Different from everyone else.

If my life is lost, I can't get it back.

You know that, but you say that in front of Subaru,

"What do you want me to finish, yes! Don't say anything unsolicited! To be done... whoever else will forgive me for acting just to die!

"Much, I don't know what to say. - What do you know about Betty?"

But Beatrice's response to the breathtaking Subaru is cold and stiff.

She stood up, paying for her skirt, touching her fingers on the tip of her curly hair.

"Four hundred years after Betty started managing the forbidden library as the keeper of knowledge. Four hundred years... Betty just kept waiting for that time as promised."

"Four hundred years..."

The phrase again, Subaru puts his face to the emotions he wants to tongue.

Four hundred years. An abominable time, when witches were the most fierce sifters, and every one of the long-lived associates has some cause.

Beatrice also lived to this day, raw in those days.

"I made a covenant with the witch, and I gave myself to the Mazers, who were in the same position, and I followed the Gospel in the beginning, and I waited solemnly for the hour to come."

――――

"But I wonder if the time in the outside world would have flown, carving it up, while I just waited. I was in the same position as Betty, the head of the Mazers family died of aging and will be handed over to the next generation. I wonder if Betty's time kept flowing, knowing the Lord would take turns."

How painful time it was for Beatrice.

The narrative of the pale girl seems to faithfully reflect the likelihood that her mind will instead rub off over the course of inorganic time, and Subaru in a position to listen even feels a groan.

"Sooner or later, on the day of the covenant - it was a day when I didn't know exactly who the 'person' was to visit under Betty."

Still, and Beatrice shook her neck to the side,

"I wonder if there was any anxiety. Because there was the Gospel in Betty's hand. You just have to believe in the Gospel to be written in the future and wait for the day to come to be added to the blank pages. If I waited, the time would come… yes, I kept believing."

"But..."

I look down at the page with my heels treading, white everywhere, and Subaru thinks cruelty. Beatrice also nodded, guessing what Subaru's gaze meant.

For her, the Gospel, which should have been hope, can only be...

"Every day, over and over again, the description hasn't changed...... the time to make sure was painful"

…………

"Have you dreamed many times that a new letter could be added to the next page of the last statement? I've been thinking about the day when the unknown" The Man "would come under Betty and play the role he was given."

"... Beatrice"

"I wonder if the Mazers are a family without a crowd at all. Even the people who visited Betty's forbidden library have had many before. And every time Betty's heart was betrayed,"

Someone pushed the door open and came in, that it wasn't 'the person'.

How many times have you been disappointed? How many times have you been discouraged? By continuing to be betrayed expectations, the mind gradually wears off, filling the eyes with renunciation.

Next, and again, he continued to betray Beatrice's expectations. In the meantime, she stops even expecting it. Because by connecting hope that it might arrive, the mind that rises to height is struck to the ground again and cannot stand the pain of cracking and crushing.

It was also natural that the heart I had endured would begin to crack.

"While I was doing that, I noticed.... No, did you notice that?"

"To what?"

"The Gospel does not show Betty the next statement."

Beatrice breaks her knee and takes the back cover of the Gospel, which is falling under her feet. The page inside fell off. That even drifts somewhere lonely leaving only the cover.

I looked at the back cover I picked up with my fingers, and Beatrice said, "Do you know?" and foreshadowed,

"The Gospel marks the future of the possessor. The more detail is written, the clearer the holder becomes to world memory, the less error he makes."

"World Memory...?

"The memory of the world, I wonder. - It means that the world already knows not only the present and the past, but also what happens in the future. The Book of Wisdom is a forbidden book that draws the necessary knowledge from it. I wonder if the Gospel is taking over some of its functions."

It was Echidna who called the Book of Wisdom the memory of the world.

After all, I'm sure there's a close relationship between Echidna and Beatrice. And Beatrice put the black back cover forward to look Subaru,

"Witchcraft has it, is the gospel of the disputed almost the same principle? The precision is just different, and the technique used references this."

"... how did that technology spill out after Echidna's death? If it's true, only yours and Roswar's and two books are supposed to take over."

"Come on, I don't know, and I don't think you're interested. It doesn't matter to Betty where she replicates and gives it to anybody."

"Well, then, why are we talking about witchcraft now?"

"What can I do for you in the Gospel of witchcraft? You just got away with it."

Even on the mouth of the provoked Subaru, Beatrice continues to remain calm without coming on board. She asks Subaru, "Do you have the Gospel of witchcraft?" And Subaru nodded back,

"I'm not on hand right now. Bring it to the 'Sanctuary' and it's in storage over there now. As far as collecting from other witches is concerned, the collection and storage have been handed over to someone who can do more, not us."

As things stand, the only Gospel Subaru possesses is the one that Petergius possessed.

Other Gospels in the possession of the witches, who were the fingertips of Petergius, conscious witches destroy themselves before losing their lives. With regard to a few books that I have managed to collect, I have deposited them with the Krush faction and have them dealt with afterwards.

I would have liked to have brought Roswar back from the 'Sanctuary' as early as I could have done the argument of the White Whale Crusade and the Petergius Crusade, crossing the Krush and Anastasian factions.

"I wonder if you've seen the content of one of them."

"I could read it at some point, for once. It was not difficult to read with words like Mimizu's curse, but generally the information was written in bullets. However, personally… it seemed more like an instruction from the future than a prophecy from the future to me"

It reminds me of the Gospel, which I would probably have been able to read under the influence of Echidona.

The description of the Gospel of Petergius contained many patterns describing where Petergius would go and what would happen. Omitted much of the process leading up to the result, it can also be said that it leaves the conduct to the owner's discretion to pull the result out.

Therefore the Gospel of witchcraft seemed more of a sign of the future than a prophecy of omnipotence - one of which seemed to be something to be taken to that extent.

"If they predict the future perfectly, that's what's going to stop us from doing. I'm convinced that's what the incomplete version looks like."

"I'm not so interested in the content. What we need is to know if the owner's deadline was stated."

- At the end of the day, I don't think so.

Subaru's Know, the last page of the Gospel of Petergius.

Apart from Subaru's writing down in his own blood as a 'treat', the last sentence the Gospel wrote on top of its original role - it was short,

"In the territory of Mazers, test the half demon with silver hair."

And it was too cluttered a sentence, one that had not brought to Petergius one thing about what would happen before and after it.

Well, if the information that the Gospel brings is only to that extent, it shouldn't be possible to try to beat Subaru with precision in future information.

- Yeah, I thought so.

But Beatrice just nodded that he had a point against Subaru, who gave all the information he knew. Then the girl folded the back cover that was left in her hand and

"Has the Gospel since written any text?"

"... No, I shouldn't have. At least, as far as I can confirm, the last statement is the owner's last move. Besides, it's unlikely you'll add anything after that. Because."

With the conclusion ahead in his mouth, Subaru realizes what he's trying to say and his throat freezes. And it clearly states Beatrice's intention to inquire.

I looked up. In front of Subaru, Beatrice is smiling thinly.

During this, just a few encounters, the smile she showed again and again, empty, making you hold onto something that just sees nothingness.

"- The Gospel does not follow because the future of the possessor ends there."

"Oh, not like you and him..."

"Could it be the same thing? In the sense that the Gospel doesn't mention the future, it's just the difference between it still exists or it doesn't exist anymore. - Can you say no?

"No - heh!

The word of denial, which came out seizurally, does not arrive blocked by Beatrice's untouched eyes. I don't want her heart to be comforted just by the top. Already this question has been answered within Beatrice.

Biting his back teeth off about to crack, Subaru seeped blood at the edge of his lips,

"What, so... so!

…………

"You're going to come to a conclusion alone!! No one! If I'm worried about you alone with my anxiety, that's how I lose my mind in the wrong direction! That's what worries me that this is all I have left... and that's what makes me think that the worst in front of me is the truth!

I know because it's Subaru who has hit misery many times and has mourned helplessly each time.

The repeated malice, the obstacle that never disappears, the wall of the world that strikes me as if to speak, that it is impossible to overcome.

They force you to continue to stand alone, and that's how you intertwine the hearts and minds of the lonely struggles with your black fingertips.

So,

"It's painful, if that's what you wanted me to do! Just one word. As you can see, I should have called someone. If you say that you're sad that you want help... me too!

There's nothing I can do, when I'm cornered in a fateful trail, when I'm immersed in despair that I can't crawl up on my own, you just have to look around me thinking I'm isolated.

For the first time since then, I realize the presence of a hand that is reaching out to me.

When you take that hand, you finally realize when you have your body pulled so hard that you didn't think you could move.

- He said there's no need to give up yet.

"How many times have I given you... so now I give you...!

"... somehow, I want you to"

"That's right... that's how you speak up"

"I need your help..."

"That's right! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! So if you could reach out to me."

"Sad, painful... I want Betty out of this darkness..."

"Oh, I'll take care of it -"

Small, trembling fingertips stretch towards Subaru.

In a deviant mood, Subaru reaches into Beatrice's hand as he is rushed by an unknown force that cannot overflow from the inside.

Subaru had now completely forgotten why he had come here.

The truth is that Subaru came to call Beatrice for help in order to open the trail. Expect her to help Subaru.

But I don't think so now that I know the darkness of my heart about the suffering Beatrice had. Only a sense of mission to help a little girl who was just annoyed by loneliness was poking Subaru.

If you take that hand, Subaru will carry even more luggage that he will never be able to throw out. Even though he carries a number of extra burdens in his hand, Natsuki Subaru was still trying to carry it in.

But I don't mind. Because,

――――

- How can you leave a girl who sees herself with her trembling eyes like this?

Beatrice is trying to rely on herself.

That brings difficult emotions to Subaru. I don't know why. I don't care what you mean. It's just my soul screaming.

Help her. Save her. Because she is to you.

"I'll make sure you..."

"So..."

Subaru's finger reaches the extended finger.

I drew the tough fingers firmly with my own hands and tangled my fingers together and clasped my hands together.

Look directly into Beatrice's eyes. Subaru is visible in the moist eyes. And Beatrice spilled a large tear from those eyes,

- I want you to kill Betty.

- I shook Subaru's hand off if I didn't ask for cheap salvation or something.

Why, and Subaru's throat breathed in to raise his voice of doubt.

I was going to look at the shaken off hand, look at the empty fingers I hadn't grabbed anything from, look at Beatrice who did it, and ask why.

――――

Yet I couldn't do that because Beatrice's eyes looking at Subaru were too, too - too irrevocable, too late.

"Four Hundred Years... Have You Been Alone"

"Beh, Beh Tori..."

"He didn't come for me, and I've spent four hundred years alone."

I can't take my eyes off Beatrice's eyes.

Call the name. That's just all, I was hesitant about Subaru right now.

"I don't know how many times I've thought about throwing it out. I don't know how many times I wish I'd forgotten everything. A hundred degrees, a thousand degrees, a trillion, or more, is not enough..."

In this small, dim room, Beatrice spent a long time alone.

I held my knee, on that stepladder, and kept waiting for someone to come along who didn't know my face or my name.

The ocean of books as far as I can see - even if I read through all of that ocean, I still don't visit the waiters she kept waiting for, and I still don't even show anything about books that show me the future.

How many times has solitude killed this girl's heart?

"I need your help...? I want you to do something...?

"-"

"How many, dozens, hundreds of times did Betty... you think she was thinking that? Is that what you thought Betty just gave up, not thinking about it once?

Words that were uninterrupted gradually fever.

Subaru intimidated on the contrary. My throat is tight, my soul-scorching enthusiasm turns from the core of my body to the tip and cuts cold, my hands and feet are heavy as I packed even with lead.

So much so that you can neither move nor escape for the girl in front of you.

"Reach out and you'll pull Betty out of the invisible darkness ahead? I wonder if you'll tell me the right answer to the never-ending trail."

…………

"If you... would do that... how could you... how could you?"

Lie down, separate words with tears.

Beatrice's expression becomes invisible, and the unsophisticated darkness dominates Subaru's heart on the pretense. I'm not bumpy underfoot, and if I reach out, I'm going to lose track by the time I get under Beatrice, who's within reach.

I was frightened, I hesitated. And in the meantime, Beatrice looks up.

Stared at me. Open your mouth, the girl peels her teeth off,

"- Four hundred years, you left Betty alone!?

"- Eh."

"I was alone! ALWAYS! ALWAYS, ALWAYS, BETTY IS ALONE AND I HAVE HAD THE INCREDIBLE TIME IN THIS PLACE! I missed you! I was scared! Because you've been abandoned, you can't play the role you've been given, you can't keep your promises, you can't decay with time like this... that's what they thought you were going to spend eternity on your own!

Tears pour and spill out of the girl's big eyes.

A large tear that conveys cheeks and falls from the jaw to the floor. Whenever every drop of dripping Shizukuishi hit the floor, Subaru's mind seemed to be struck by a sagging shock.

"Will you help me!? Will you rescue me!? How could you not have come sooner!? Why did you leave Betty alone? Why didn't you give me a hug from the start if you were so kind to say so now!? Why did you let go of my hand? Why! Why! You're leaving Betty alone!?

Her words, blade, flame, steel, break Subaru's heart one after another. In all its forms, in all its meanings, in all its suffering, it blames Subaru.

Beatrice's argument is too irrational for Subaru.

Four hundred years - the bulk of the lonely time she spent is just talking about the time Subaru couldn't even get into custody. Subaru and I have only been dating her for about two months, and in about this time if you ask her, it's only early or late. It shouldn't have been salvation. If I wanted to give it back, I could tell you about it.

But who the hell is going to be saved by making such pointless objections?

No Beatrice, no Subaru, no one will be saved.

And Subaru is reminded that he was underestimating the time spent by a girl named Beatrice.

Four hundred years. - Four hundred years.

Literally speaking, it might look like a number with no big deal.

In the story of subculture, it's not a big number, like four hundred years. So much so that there exists a story that presents a more foolish number of years, and a story that the world circles chronologically. Compared to those impacts, it's not as good as four hundred years or so.

Are you an idiot? Are you an idiot? How far am I, foolish and hopeless?

I can actually see the girl who spent four hundred years alone being given the reason to live only the mystery of the unanswered, in such a three-letter word. I know. I can feel it.

How thin Subaru's words can heal her four hundred years of solitude.

"I can't believe I'm trying to help you... I can't believe I'm trying to save you... in the last four hundred years, it's been a long and exhausting wish..."

…………

"Like you, you think there wasn't a single ningen trying to get Betty out? I wonder if Betty is a high spirited spirit. There were a few Ningens who tried so hard to get Betty out of there."

It was my first ear. Like Subaru, there was something in the past that tried to get Beatrice out of the forbidden library. And the result is that her presence now speaks clearly.

to Beatrice, who still stares with weak eyes, Subaru shook his neck to the side,

"Oh, don't keep me with those guys like that! I just want you..."

"I can't believe that some of them just want to save the people in front of them by looking out for the power of Betty like you... maybe even Sweet"

――――

"But I couldn't take Betty out. Of course."

'Cause Beatrice took her breath, and once again, she smiled.

"I wonder if the contract that binds Betty to this occasion can be broken with half-baked readiness. Four hundred years, a contract that kept Betty tied to the role… easy and unbreakable to the Ningen style"

"How do I..."

"- Betty, be the best."

The words thrown at me were too quiet, yet sharp.

Subaru was shocked as if his tympanic membrane had been pierced with a thin needle.

"What...?

"Betty, be the best. Think first. Pick first. Override the contract. Apply the contract. Fill the contract. Take me out.Attract me. Hugs."

――――

"You can never do that."

Beatrice's, truthful, diligent, heart-tightening plea.

That's too much of an end of a wish to be allowed to snort lightly.

"I wonder if you've decided the best of you already. That silver daughter or the blue-haired maid...... Either way, I can never push you both over and put Betty first. I can't do that."

"Emilia...... Rem......"

"The contract, absolutely. Absolutely. If we're going to repaint the contracts we've entered into in ways other than achievement, it won't be possible without the right price. Betty doesn't believe, or can't believe, that promises will be fulfilled anymore. Then there's only one other possibility but achievement to be liberated...!

Two girls make Subaru's heart beat hard.

When I think of the two of them, Subaru's heart bounces, squeals, and gets hot. That's an answer inscribed on a soul you'll never change again.

"So break Betty's covenant… I hope you will destroy this body that has continued to spend pointless time doing nothing..."

"Contract...... is that so, so heavy? If you think I don't like you, I don't know what you're gonna do with it..."

I can't find the answer. To Beatrice, I don't know what to answer.

Subaru's answer was therefore cowardly to ask elsewhere if there was a problem.

For a moment, the color of disappointment runs in Beatrice's eyes. That seemed fatal to Subaru.

"That's what life means for Betty."

"Contract, but...?

"Betty is born for this contract and lives for this contract. It's the first role I've been ordered to play in my life, and never since I was born, have I ever made you accomplish a covenant... you tore it to pieces... yes, you say it?

"You're not being selfish! You've been working hard for 400 years! That's all you keep on keeping one promise, and so why would anyone blame you! I can blame you! You've had enough...!

"I haven't been able to play one of my roles! Throw away the meaning of being born and the reason to live, so how can you live!? No one blames you!? Betty blames me! I wonder if Betty would ever forgive me! Spirit Beatrice will not tolerate such a soothing way of life!!

Stepping in with trembling feet, he grabbed the little girl's shoulder and Subaru called out. But the girl with her face up pushes Subaru back even louder, poking at the chest of the body she touches and taking the distance again. Subaru's body still pushed by the power of a weak girl.

My body is powerless. I can't even remember what I was looking at, not even the will.

"For the Spirit, the covenant is absolute! Contracts with contractors are heavier than anything! Even so! - Because that's why I might give that silver daughter precedence over anything! I care about you the most! I love you the most! Betty and that kid, I'll definitely take that kid! Neither do you, Betty!

In the same position of Spirit, Beatrice missed the puck more than anyone else.

It may have been a sign of a long bond that humans could never share with each other for four hundred years.

What thoughts Beatrice had on the pack. Subaru doesn't know what Pack thought of Beatrice.

But Subaru doesn't know. That's already, there's an answer in Beatrice.

Beatrice had enough time to think and give answers.

He's roughing his breath, shaking his shoulders, even flaking the girl's well-groomed curly hair. Large tears appeared in large round eyes, trembling lips still glimmering weakness and plea.

Too small, I thought Subaru was a girl.

I don't care how everyone left such a little girl alone all the time.

"Do you know that you... are not the person you promised..."

――――

"But will you be 'the man'? Or is it that you're going to be something else and rescue Betty, not 'the person'?

――――

The words, they don't answer.

There can't be a snort cheaply, let alone an impulsive denial.

Only this little time allowed Subaru to know one end of Beatrice's embracing stray, which he had never even tried to find out.

But if you're really going to try to understand her loneliness, that's what Subaru really needs to spend the same time as her, four hundred years alone.

It's impossible for humans to do that. Her troubles are that loneliness, sorrow, can never be within Subaru's reach.

"Betty knows best what can't be done."

"Beatrice......"

"So kill Betty. With your hands. I wonder if the Spirit will ever be able to do this because self-death is also against the covenant. So you can't die alone."

"Why, it's me...?

Reach out to me, Beatrice, and I'll beg you.

I'm afraid I'll receive that hand, which I hesitate to stretch out, without power, and Subaru covers his face with both hands.

"Why are you trying to keep your end of 400 years with me..."

"I wonder why..."

It is also possible to cry, weak sounds, on the run, on Subaru's mouth and curse them, but Beatrice did not choose any of them.

She tilts her neck like she doesn't even know why.

Then I set aside for a little while and nodded slowly.

"- Oh, I see."

…………

"I'm sure Betty will leave you the end of the day… I'm sure"

If I hear that answer, I won't be able to escape anymore.

Such certainty was created. I looked up. I need to block my ears so I don't have to hear her answer. We have to shut her mouth.

The decision is slow. Too late to notice. I don't know what's going on anymore.

Beatrice's lips tell the answer.

That's coming. At that moment...

"In the middle of the conversation, I'm sorry."

There was a voice that could not have been heard and Subaru looked back as he was suddenly rushed by the chills.

And look.

"- Can I be your 'person'?

A pitch-black killer stood at the entrance, hanging a blood wet Kukli knife.