Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

"bulimia......"

In front of a nightmare that stood in the front, Otto could not enjoy a cold sweat conveying his back.

Enemy named Bishop of the Great Crimes - Otto has also heard the name of 'bulimia'. Just what's its name.

"From what I've heard, the Bishop of the Great Crimes' bulimia 'should have been named Roy Alphardo."

"Was that when you saw us before us? Well, then, brother, you look normal, but you're awesome at being left eaten. Whatever Roy eats is a treat."

The boy named Rye Battenkaitos laughs Kerakera at Otto's inquiry. Listening to that laugh, Otto understood that his terrible imagination had been affirmed.

- There are two Bishops of the Great Crimes of "bulimia".

"No, are you at least two right......"

Rye and Roy, rather than Battenkaitos and Alfaldo. Worst of all, you might need to assume a nightmare like the Great Raven that's in the countless.

It should have been Julius and Ricard who headed for the "bulimia" control tower, but if it wasn't alone waiting, the struggle rather than the defeat would be imperative.

"Hey! If you're chatting with such a bastard! Now is not the time - but!!

Jirrigiri and Otto sharpen nerves while savoring the sensation of burning on his forehead. What interrupted the time of the idea was the voice of a terribly sour girl.

Regardless, Otto was also aware of the presence of the Lord of that voice. I was aware of it, so there is confusion.

"Why is Master Felt here? Mr. Reinhardt would have told you to keep him company in the shelter!

"With all this happening in the city and all this cancer, I can see Atashi circling small in the shelter!

Bravely speaking, a red-eyed girl with blonde hair. If we face each other again like this, we can't possibly be wrong to look at the characteristic person, Felt.

"So I was restless, and when I popped up, did I run into the Bishop of the Great Crimes and flow? If so, you are no less lucky than I am..."

"You don't have to be so pessimistic, brother. For us, any encounter is a spice for gastronomy. They say" bulimia, "but I really understand how important it is."

The standing position is triangular with otto and felt, mainly Battenkaitos. One of the remaining vertices, there are shadows there too, but Otto also looks familiar to the person there.

"It's good to see you again, Mr. Kiritaka..."

"There's something honestly hard to receive when you say it with a sunken voice and dead eyes, you! I don't know how you feel, but I don't!

Otto, who honestly can't please the reunion, has the painful appearance of Kiritaka with a skinny bandage.

It was Otto who had clashed with 'bulimia' when he escaped the headquarters of the Muse Chamber of Commerce and joined the city hall, leaving it unclear whether it was cheap or not. I am happy to survive, but as an actor on this current stage, I remain anxious.

――――

And that would be the feeling Otto is also being held at the same time by both Felt and Kiritaka.

- More properly, I wanted someone who could fight.

"There are three groups of non-combatants who encounter the enemy's main force and proximity. What kind of bad joke is this? Please don't."

"Atashi and the singing princess are still addicted, it would be better if we took them with us. Your brother is too unreliable to be alone or something."

Felt tongues at blurry otto.

There is no excuse for Otto either on that point. Under the felt is a large squire dressed in crude clothes. Kiritaka also has several members of The White Dragon Scale.

Otto is the only one who is alone and light.

"No matter how many people get together, they say we're together. You guys can't heal our thirst! Oh, where are you? I'm looking. I want to see you, I want to see you, I'm not letting you see me."

Surrounded by pessimistic ottoes of war, but Battenkaitos' attitude is a taunting one.

The boy has both arms dangling and shaking, mouthing words that don't make sense with a tranced face.

"Do you want to see me? What the hell are you talking about?"

Picking up that word ass, Otto tries to keep the conversation going. Battenkaitos' leeway is a well-founded leeway.

If he cares about it, the Ottos will be knocked down in an instant. Buy some time - barely, we need to create a gap.

"It's just a hassle to be made to explain it over and over again. Somehow the others won't crack my mouth. I don't like it, I don't like it, I don't like it."

――――

Felt and Kiritaka have a rugged look and let Battenkaitos' words shake their necks sideways.

They asked me and I didn't answer, which seems to mean the two of us.

And because of the unexpected flow of conversations, Otto said he couldn't talk to "bulimia".

Even now, in the "Protection of the Spirit of the Word", we have been talking to opponents who could not possibly have exchanged the will of mankind.

Let's negotiate. Any difficulty is better than the problems surrounding Subaru.

- Give me your strength, Mr. Natsuki.

"You don't say that, you might be able to help. Go ahead, talk to me. Was it in demand, an artificial spirit story or something?

Pretty dangerous step in. It was a choice of words that could have ignited the spark line of Battenkaitos, either by mouthing it without hesitation. but Battenkaitos shakes his neck to the side.

The boy laughed happily when Otto received that he was going to respond to the conversation,

"There's only one thing we want to know... the broadcast we just heard all over the city. I'm looking for a hero."

――――

Foreword withdrawn.

I knew Subaru didn't have to help me, and I didn't want him to lend me his name if I could.

"I hear that dear, dear hero is coming to judge us. This little breast is going to rip you apart for it."

"... the nature of calling this even troublesome opponent, I wonder if I can handle it, that guy"

If he's in person, he'll say, "You don't want it! I would have said back," but I can't help spilling a grudge on someone who's not here.

To Otto's reaction, Felt glanced at him,

"So I said it was no use just trying to talk! I don't know who sells his body. Forgiveness, imitation, Reinhardt, but no."

"I don't know about that assessment either, but I couldn't say anything because I watched Master Felt go down where he was incarcerated!

The rough nosed felt looks like he didn't break his mouth on the same question Battenkaitos asked. Kiritaka seems to be the same.

They both threw it away instantly, knowing Battenkaitos' demands were about Subaru.

――――

That is goodness as a person's judgment, but I have to say that it is too steep in this setting.

Quick story, you wouldn't think Subaru was sold.

"You were the wrong person to ask. They have a thin contact with the hero you're looking for. I was so impressed by the speech that I jumped out of the shelter, it was merely because of you."

"Huh!?

"Shh."

Felt floats blue on Otto's story. but instead it was Kiritaka who shut her up.

Exactly. The Chamber owner of the Muse Chamber of Commerce immediately understood Otto's decision. At the same time, this one and the gaze turn to this one.

In that questionable gaze, Otto pulled his jaw.

"If you don't have any questions, let me show you under the hero. I spare my life, too. I'll have that coverage."

"Heh! You know what? You know what? Give me our hero's place! You look like a darling hero! Give me that weak, brittle, anxious guy who can't help but support you!

"-? Yeah, yes"

Otto nodded uncomfortably at Battenkaitos' statement, which exhaled his temper.

It's as if you know Subaru at all. To be mouthful of his heroic statue, it was too much of a mouthful to know a human being named Natsuki Subaru.

"No, let me show you"

But Otto screws over the discomfort.

It's about Subaru. I wouldn't be surprised if I knew the Bishop of the Great Crimes and a couple more faces. I don't even think it's due to just about everyone, but it was "greed," "bulimia," "lust," and "anger" - all of them. It was all originally.

"You don't look like a jerk, brother."

"It's an extra favor. What would you rather do? Kill us all on this occasion, no clue and encounter a hero instead of guaranteeing everyone's life. - Which way do you want it?

"It's a disgusting way of talking, isn't it, a deal? We don't like to use our heads like that."

"Then it's not a bad idea to try and pick the one you recommend as you're told. I'm talking about the merchant gaze."

"... hmm"

The lead in the conversation is in hand. Instead of the Bishop of the Great Crimes, Battenkaitos is honest. That's the only place I feel childish as it looks, and the distorted imbalance makes him a monster.

A little bit, or maybe he's a pathetic boy too...

"- You pitied us now, didn't you?

Battenkaitos said in a low voice on the pretend when such sentiments plundered Otto's interior.

"Huh?"

"I remember those eyes. Look down. Eyes to mock. He thinks of us as a product... oh well. I thought you didn't like it earlier."

There was blatant disgust and hostility in Battenkaitos' eyes looking at Otto.

"You're a merchant, aren't you? They're the ones who price things and sell them off to others to fatten their personal clothes. Human value, thoughts, everything! You're the deceased who puts it on the scale and calculates it, right?

"It's... I think there's a difference of opinion."

The clouds start to get suspicious all at once, and Otto adds a blindfold where he was in the mood for a roundabout.

Whether we could cross - it would watch the discussion, the answer was also visible from the complexion of felt and kilitaka.

"Who's gonna listen to you guys?" Interpretation, the world is rampant! Raging! Eat, eat, shave, sip, don't trust me until I swallow!

Battenkaitos stepping on the group thickness and stripping his fangs out.

I can't hold back the overflowing temper. Neither the smallworker nor the word reaches the explosive bomb with the explosion as its present.

"In the end, this is what happens."

Felt complains and turns the knife in its hand. Oddly enough, Battenkaitos is also a short knife bracketed in both hands. Nevertheless, there will be much difference in skill.

"When that happens, all you can rely on is the 'White Dragon Scale'..."

"Come on! We're here, too!

A squire beside Felt is raising his voice, but Felt shook his neck to the side. I mean, he'll be in charge of the buzz.

It's like a useless Subaru in a training ground.

"Just thinking about it, don't drop that guy's value awesome..."

"Are we done discussing this?

Battenkaitos takes his time and looks at the Ottos' faces. In the face of everyone, I feel like fighting.

Seeing it, Battenkaitos nodded satisfactorily.

"In gastronomy, the ingredients are important. For the first time with all the good products, the virtues of food come alive!

"I don't know, I don't know..."

"I don't know. Much better! Our aesthetics are not meant to be understood by anyone but us! Well, then it's time - Itadakimus!

I guess the aim was set during the conversation. Battenkaitos opens his mouth wide and approaches Otto with tremendous bouncing power.

Otto, standing on the water, poked his finger at the blasphemer who jumped in and

"I wish the insurance had stayed insured!

"- Huh?

"Here's the thing -!"

Otto rings the shoe high twice in front of Battenkaitos frowning on suspicion.

Hear that sound, so you can attract...

"- Huh!!

A herd of water dragons jumped out of the waterway behind Otto, pushing him all the way to Battenkaitos at once.

- Otto's success in fluttering the flock of water dragons is, for one thing, highly effective in the power of 'anger'.

The whole city, not to mention the power of 'anger', which spread to a super wide extent, greatly shaken the sentiments of citizens, causing the seeds of faintly budding anxiety to blossom once and for all, with the result of creating tremendous confusion and suspicious ghosts.

Most importantly, it was Natsuki Subaru's earlier speech that used it to boost morale on the contrary, as well as Otto's basis for the leap that led to the help of the water dragon.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!?

The amount of water dragon herd that pushes over is unacceptable in Battenkaitos, which was in the air.

Twist the torso like a serpent with no hands or feet, a hundred kilos of water dragons of unstoppable mass crush Battenkaitos with multiple bodies.

Fangs were directed one after the other at the crushed Battenkaitos as they peeked at the lukewarm and bluish scales.

Water dragon hunting is cruel.

Stick your fangs out at the prey, spinning and pulling the meat away. Countless water dragons in that little body, even pieces of flesh remain.

――――

The aftertaste is not good.

Under the influence of the power of 'Anger', the water dragons, who were in a state of strong excitement, were verbally deceived with 'the protection of the Spirit'.

When we discussed the majors of urban chaos, we invited them to join us in a sweet name. Without a clash with the Archbishop of the Great Crimes, it was a promise that had to be rebelled - as you can see.

"Awesome! Your brother did this to you!

Cheers up, Felt rushes over.

Around not moving one eyebrow in front of a pretty atrocious sight, her liver seems to be sitting still, too.

"I just gave the angry water dragon a spearhead and did it. I don't care if you're a Bishop of the Great Crimes or not, you can't beat the natural flux."

"Maybe so... someone who does more terrible things than I thought, you are"

Kiritaka, who walks by, is also divulging her feelings of being somewhat truly human.

"Anyway, I'm glad you're okay. I didn't know Kiritaka was going to live..."

"I've just been hit in the back, but fortunately, 'White Dragon Scale' is a namesake mercenary. We also have therapists."

Nevertheless, it is inevitable that it looks painful.

However, what was the reason Kiritaka was moving around until she pushed such an injury?

As I guessed the meaning of Otto's gaze, I put my hand on my chest with Kiritaka's seriously flavored expression.

"It will be decided. It's mean. I have a position as a director of Pristella operations. I heard the broadcast, but if I leave it all to you, you can't be pulling in."

"I think that's a fine mind..."

"Of course, I know as much as it's unlikely that I'll be useful to fight decently. But you could do that to me too."

The feverish Kiritaka statement floats considerably in the synergy between the power of 'Anger' and Subaru's speech.

I see, that speech by Subaru, which would have supported the hearts and minds of citizens, works too well for a man with a strong sense of purpose.

Normally fear and reason should stop, enough to allow reckless behavior.

"Don't just think like that about recklessness."

As I read in that otto's mind, Felt said with his lips pointed.

"Everyone has the right to fight for what matters. I don't care who stops you from feeling like you're doing something without exaggerating for no good reason."

"It's … an individual's idea, and it's an unacceptable decision for someone in a responsible position."

"Even if it's something! Besides, you didn't say this time it was. They jumped out because they had a chance."

"A chance, is it?

Follow Kiritaka, and the felts eating down on it rubbing their fingers under their noses.

"I was also listening to that brother's broadcast. Reinhardt's idiot should have joined you in the city hall. Everyone involved but Atashi, right?

If Felt feels impudent, it's a mistake. There are things that can only be done by people who can, just as the world has the right words for the right materials.

Following that logic, Otto stops pursuing because he wasn't going to know why he was here.

"Is Mr. Heinkel holding up properly?

"I'm letting Camberley watch you at the shelter. Gaston and I went home to get what we were going to take."

Felt squeezes his jaw toward Gaston when he says what to take. The big man had a white wrap in his hand, which looked like an elongated spear.

"What's that?

"Grandpa Rom... it seems to be the secret weapon that was brought to our staff officer's wisdom bag. It's magic."

"Magic Device!? How convenient at this time!

Originally, it is the awesome power of the magic apparatus that makes it possible to attract such an unlikely result.

If they hear of it as a secret weapon, they also raise one of their expectations.

"I tend to be able to use the conditions - it's a lot of trouble, but even if it clears up there, the power comes with origami. Even so, now that my brother has cleaned it up, I'll tell another guy..."

"-"

The words felt would not be the trigger, but it was then that a scream reached Otto's ear.

Otto looks back like he was bounced, and Felt or Kiritaka rounds his eyes at the reaction. They haven't heard the scream they are now. Naturally.

Because that's not a scream that went up in a voice that people can understand.

"Sounds like someone you can enjoy more than I thought... but I'm not eating just water lizards. I don't like being a gastronomer and not being an appetizer."

I hear it, a voice that mocks down everything in this world.

At the same time, swarms of water dragons that should have been devouring their prey to take away from each other jump around. Though the tail is similar to the state of excitement at the time of the earlier attack, when the torso shakes its head, stiff bitterness and gushing blood convey the obvious anomaly to others.

"Dear Felt, that magic device... it's powerful, isn't it?

"We're talking about Grandpa Rom, not even Reinhardt, right?

"I see. That's comforting...... Mr. Kiritaka!

"Hey, what's up?

Felt of solid answers and Kiritaka with a face somewhat distracted by how the water dragon looks.

His escort, The White Dragon Scale, is still a servant, and it's just dangerous for Kiritaka, a non-combatant, to stay.

"I'll buy you some time here with me and Master Felt and all of you at The White Dragon Scale. In the meantime, Mr. Kiritaka is in the city hall...... no, in the eighth refuge of the most streets!

"Heading there, what do you say!?

"- If you go, you'll know everything. The victory Mr. Kiritaka brought up will live there"

With a face empowered by Otto's proclamation, Kiritaka nodded forcefully as she changed her complexion.

He looked back to the guards behind him,

"You're right to ask. I shall now proceed to the refuge as directed by Mr Otto. You are here, and I want you to fight with them. To protect the city."

"Our job was to protect young people... but when did you get in such a difficult position?"

"You're not. Work is not my protection. Help me with my purpose, it's my first contract."

To the bitter 'White Dragon Scale', Kiritaka answers with a seriously rotten face. Is it because Kiritaka's personal thoughts prevailed over his position as the head of the city?

"Help me with my purpose," White Dragon Scale. "Protect our precious workplace, the city of Pristela, and fight to save our beloved singing princess, Liliana."

"You said you couldn't turn around."

"It has nothing to do with you not being able to smile at me and what you keep thinking. I love Liliana. [M] There's no more reason to risk your life."

To put it all out, Kiritaka saw Otto and Felt.

As he stood, he lifted the bag that was in his hand,

"Be sure to let us get there. Because I know more about this city map and Liliana than anyone."

"For a moment, I felt good, but I still felt bad"

Otto agreed with Felt's sentiments, but he didn't speak there and nodded silently at Kiritaka's readiness.

"- Is it time, are you ready?

The bored water dragons stopped moving and stripped their white eyes, they are on the verge of death.

Through the gaps in that flock, slowly comes Battenkaitos. The blasphemer, who looked like a boy, held his shoulder with joy to ascertain the adversary who stared at him.

"Nice, I have to. Reckless and brave are different, and completely apart from self-abandonment and indomitable! That's the face I know. I'm glad you guys finally qualified to ride at our table."

"So far, the athletes have gone straight to the trash can, or let me get upset. Ya cancer, this guy"

"It's not good or bad to be recognized as an enemy again. Personally, I think there are a lot more hands I could hit."

Do you know what I think around here, around Subaru? Or are my thoughts now, too, blatantly influenced by Subaru? It's a nasty imagination.

Whatever.

"Mr. Kiritaka!

"- Pray for martial arts!

Following Otto's call, Kiritaka runs out to leave the scene. Only one, Battenkaitos leaned his neck at Kiritaka trying to escape the battlefield,

"Please don't. Because of this, my motivation and hunger just meshed gently, ha!

Battenkaitos' body leaps forward in momentum, following Kiritaka's back on the run. It uses the whole body of a small body and travels diagonally through the universe incredibly fast.

As it was, Battenkaitos' fangs barely reached Kiritaka. - I'm on the verge.

"Gaston!"

"If I die from this, I'll cry and turn out!

Felt's voice cleaves the atmosphere and the giant, who was flying out at about the same time, breaks into Battenkaitos' path.

It is Gaston, Felt's squire, who sits with his arms crossed in front of his face and his hips dropped.

"Don't interrupt. Wow."

Wave your arm dagger, and Battenkaitos tries to cut down those in the way. The steel blade twinkles dull and a blow pierces Gaston's peeling arm.

A pleasant sound sounded, and Battenkaitos' dagger broke.

"Huh?"

――――

The voice of Battenkaitos, who raised the question mark, was also Otto and the others who watched it as it was.

Gaston's posture hasn't changed. With that arm he broke the dagger of Battenkaitos.

"My big man will be hard - though. He's playing Atashi's armor."

I freaked him out, and a delightful felt throws the knife in his hand to Battenkaitos. Battenkaitos dodges it with the momentum to kick Gaston.

If you open the distance while retracing, 'White Dragon Scale' will reposition to block the way.

Kiritaka's departure, this came true.

"Hmm, heh. I see."

Battenkaitos in the form of being hit as a maniac, but the sharp grin sticking to its face doesn't break.

Battenkaitos stayed put, looking in turn at the relative ottoes,

"I guess the three of us are going to be happy about Louis"

Whispering so with trembling exhalation, he removes the broken dagger from his arm. Now my left hand is bare and my arm is only my right hand...

"For some reason, I don't feel the difference has been filled at all."

As always, Otto's alarm continues to ring in appeal for the greatest danger.

Driving that damned audio source out of his head, Otto sees the side of the felt. It didn't turn into that young face, and I saw a powerful war spirit burning, and I made a decision.

No running hands, let's fight.

"What about being a merchant this past year with more opportunities to fight than a little militant?"

That voice spilled just in my mouth, it won't reach anyone.

So instead of the content of the words, no one even noticed that it was not the tone of a pessimistic voice.