Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

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Slip your fingers on the luriere's crotch and play it stuck in a perfectly tame motion. Years and tens of thousands of times already, that's the finger use I was starting when I got to the point.

Everything about the song to me is just as natural as breathing, it's too hard to remember the beginning to laugh with your nose.

Open your throat, put your strength into your belly, and put a song on the music you started with playing.

Singing is all the words, all the emotions that have come to mind at this moment right now.

That's it all, just as it gets on top of the music pulled out at this moment right now.

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When a new song is made, I describe it as' flashed ', but to tell the truth, flashed. What a strange word.

To put it more bluntly, is the word close to finding it instead of flashing? The melodies and lyrics that come to mind in that moment are all things that were originally buried somewhere in this world.

With some kind of cut, the music that was buried in that world is unearthed.

I have a hang-up to find out, and it happens to be me who picked it up, the kind of gift that came down and gushed - the flashing music that I, well, think of that way.

So I told Master Priscilla I could do music without learning. I can do all the wisdom, the knowledge, the little things that are difficult, but I can do it.

'Cause you sing that songs aren't human.

Haven't you ever heard the little bird song? Have you ever listened to the chorus of the worms? In the wind that blows through, have you ever been laid to rest by a creek spiral?

Do they have any human studies? Maybe there is, but you should think there isn't. I don't mean, at least not privately! You don't have to!

Have you ever felt music in the sun, in the full moon, in the scent of soil, in the firewood that you can play on the burning fire? I do! That is a sign that music is full of the world.

This world is made of music, this world is full of music, this world is connected with music, I guess that's a testament!

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We bards just borrow sound in a world filled with that music. A solitude of care that makes what was originally everywhere a little easier to notice and touch around.

I'm not shy, I don't have to spare myself, I'm the one who goes around telling good things to be good.

It doesn't matter if they think so. It doesn't matter what we think.

But this music is good, right?

When you are funny with something interesting, you have the joy of sharing something fun with others in red.

When it's funny, when it's fun, when it's fun, it has the joy of louder voices.

Music has it. Music would allow that.

Because the whole world is singing, so who can blame you for singing?

Come on, immerse yourself, immerse yourself, immerse yourself.

Come on, get obsessed, get obsessed, get obsessed.

Immerse yourself in pleasure, be filled with joy, be captivated by fun!

Not only your ears, but your eyes, your nose, your skin, your mind and your soul, all use 'sound' to make it 'easy'!

The enthusiasm swallows the audience and pushes the rise of 'anger' all at once.

Use your body to put in the stir, raise your voice and become part of the performance. If we can see eye to eye with neighbor, we can see that our minds now feel the same thing.

Naturally. The music is next to you, your friend who will not extend from life to death.

You'll see, you'll hear, you'll feel.

When we are here at any time, the presence of music that calls for that -!

"Eh, chickshaw! It wasn't quiet at all, but thank you for listening - heh!!

I've sung it off, Olah!!

Uh, well, what do you say, I'm sorry. I was in a little shape.

When you finish a concert that is so impressive, does your face call you Atchichichichichichi because you are reminded of the exuberance of your mood until just now?

"Oh, my sister was amazing! I was very impressed!

Guuuuu! It hurts my pure eyesight to have nowhere to include one of Shult-kun's! Painful itch! Clear red eyes, not knowing the dirt, doth bustle in my heart!

No, I know it's not offensive at all, and I know it's not ironic or anything, it's something that really frankly gave me an opinion of childish emotion. I know, but it's on my own that I don't feel comfortable receiving that!

I'm sorry, Shult-kun... Growing up means getting dirty.

"-? I'm not sure. I'm sorry for the lack of study."

Uh-huh! The nagging face is irregularly itchy!

He's an aura drifting kid who wants to be a huge jerk, this kid. Hey, just a little, just a little touch... hehe...

"It's Liliana. It wasn't a bad performance earlier. Praise and send."

"Gibby!

"What's the frivolous voice now? Not to mention the sound of a woman's throat."

As soon as Shult-kun was about to have a bad adult poison fang, I entered the interrupting worm, as Master Priscilla with his face predicted. No, I didn't plan anything bad or anything at all. Lost your mind or something. Really, there's no such thing as that.

By the way, Mr. Priscilla shows his face. No, he brightens his face and sticks it around his waist. Even so, it's not about hugging, it's about picking some of Priscilla-like red dresses properly... but its humility is the other way around, angel.

Well, I picked up such a shrut and turned it into a banquet hall that was exactly the scene of a catastrophe...

"I didn't know it would work this far...... I might have reached the point of music before I knew it. Yes, on top of the goddess of music."

"Therefore, it is important to understand the difference between common law and one's vessels, but even if it is overestimated, it has no goods. There are sights for that song, but it's too early to call yourself the supreme. In this case, they were just lucky to be able to get on."

"Is it easy to be put on?

I mean, what is it with Doyuko?

Master Priscilla, who incites herself with a fan looking bored, glances over the assembly hall. If I follow that gaze, too, it's a lot of people that get into my eyes.

Yeah, we can curse each other, punch each other, grab each other, aim at their property, and free ourselves from that kind of giggly feeling, and see for a moment how the calm people are.

We don't say much to each other right now, but treat people who've been hurt by that push, try to apologize to each other, yeah, that's what matters.

No, and my song is a big deal too! Because what a tranquil state all those people were in. Exactly the craftsman's arm!

"Don't get on the diagram. Their influence on the mind like a puppet who doesn't know their stability continues. Until the song was poisoned by what had been tied to suspicion and fear. Either way, if we don't get rid of this Dayuan, we're gonna go back sooner or later."

"Buh!? Oh, no, but, look, then whenever my heart looks rough, if I push you away with my fierce yummy..."

"Rationally, that's okay too. But as for the management therapy, it's not downstairs. Besides, it's not just this rally hall that's awake."

"What, what?

No, that's my first ear. No, but I'm telling you that Priscilla was avoiding something so contentious on the road in the first place, and there was an explanation for the fact that it was all over the city, and that's not so bad with honky?

"Why don't you give me some pup, pup, pristera...?

"That's not what I meant. To be honest, concubines don't have the right to try to save this city..."

"Dear Priscilla..."

Thin, cold blooded, iron mask again! I look up to Master Priscilla, who made a statement, with Shult-kun's nagging trembling eyes. I don't know, look, I know, but this shrut-kun is amazing normal to be beside Master Priscilla. Perfectly perfect spirituality.

Uh, I don't know what else to do. This kid fully meets the requirements.

I don't know if you felt the same way about losing to Shult-kun, who would have accidentally crushed his back and responded with a deredelle, but Master Priscilla shrugs his shoulders as if he had no choice. My chest bounces. I look at my hands jiggly.

"How many are you, Master Priscilla?

"Nineteen."

"Whoa, is that right? I'm twenty-two, by the way."

I'm not listening.

I just wanted to tell you. What is it, a difference in diet? The artisanal disadvantage of a wandering traveler, a bard, came out here? Let's chip.

"Not to say I was relieved of Schult, but there is no concubine such as a combination of generosity and misworn cowardice as to miss the disrespect of those who work disrespect during their concubine's stay. As for the witchcraft involved, you're gonna have to slap him in the neck and put him in line."

And so on, while I was fist-stiffening and pulling, so did Priscilla's policies.

It's a prospect to me that while I make excuses with my mouth all over again, my heart is about having to listen to Shult-kun's favor.

"Not at all, Master Priscilla is unexpected... ho..."

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"Ginny!? Burning, burning, burning!?

Burned!? Burned!?

The moment I stuck Master Priscilla's flank with my elbow, there was a flame on the top of my head! The tip of the hair you are tying just burned and rounded!? There wasn't even a "ho" this time!

Sudden assault! This is a real panic! Hard to forget, you fiend!

"Oh sister, are you ok......!?

Shult-kun will change his blood phase and run to me as I roll with my head scorched. I thought you had to put out the fire for a while, or you took the bottle out of the wrap you had, and you struggled to bathe me with its contents. In the meantime, my head is wrapped in fire...

"Stop it, Schult"

"So, but Dear Priscilla..."

"It will be a concubine's evening drink. On top of being the property of a concubine, the singer will only be left on fire if bathed. Funny, but that's not all we're talking about."

"Oh, my God. Oh, my God."

Before I was left on fire, I gobbled on the cold floor. Shult-kun tilted that little neck and said, "Is alcohol on fire?" What an accident.

All of you, try to obey me and make me a dead man in flames... but! Even if I die here, my soul as a bard will not perish and my song will resound on your pillow every night...... because the song is everywhere in the world!

"I don't mind if I do. In the first place, it's noisy because the tip of the hair is about to burn. Stand fast."

"Oh, that? What about the fireworks? You must have been ashed in a burning flame?

Oh, really, it's not burning at all. Oh, my God, I'm surprised I lost it.

I laughed and paid my clothes and went to Lord Priscilla's side, feeling somewhat like I was being seen as a giraffe from around. And it's a direct trial.

"So, Master Priscilla! Here's one, one shot with the dokans to save Pristella, and a flashy blow to the Bishop of the Great Crimes! I am rooting for you while not extending!

"Don't call me like some other HR. I'll take him with me."

"Uh-huh, yeah -!?"

Amazing Zone! Heaven and Earth Reversed! Beauty thin life! Why am I nominating you there!?

"Oh my god, only cute things and being able to sing and be cute are the handy bards...... taking them only helps enough to entertain your eyes and ears, okay?

"I don't hate that candor. I thought you said that. The concubine said to keep an eye on her. That singing, it's a shame to be lost. Not to mention staying here with the crowd fools, if you need anything. Stay within reach of the Concubine's Sun Wheel."

"I mean... because he's cute enough to want to protect you?

"- Hmm."

"Uh-huh! Master Priscilla is kind enough to let me in for a beat to get angry!

I have the shock of getting my hair burned without warning, so Master Priscilla has seemed kind just to be able to warn me. That kind of makes my chest squeak. I don't know what this feels like... I'm beating faster, I can't stop sweating my hands, I can't breathe, I'm losing my blood from my face...

"There are still other reasons to take that. - The annoying statement earlier, that the magic machine that did it was in the city hall, right?

"Huh? Oh, yes, it's in the city hall. Every morning, I wake up early and do my part while rubbing my sleepy eyes...... Ah! So I'm not gonna sing or anything without a clue, huh? Sure, until just before, I mean I'm sleepy, I mean I'm half asleep, I'm more than half asleep, but when I have to sing, I just open my eyes! I'm just opening my eyes!

"You just have to know where it is. All we need is that magic device and that's it."

"I want me..."

"Oh, my God. My throat."

I've been re-worded. And Heriko.

But thanks to that, I've finally figured out what Master Priscilla wants to say. I mean, Master Priscilla wants to say this.

"I told you to make the same thing as this rally hall, the whole Pristella thing with magic...!

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"Oh, that, Master Priscilla? What's the matter, sir?

"It's not about working a wolf in front of a concubine. You, where did you go with the real Liliana? The real thing is supposed to be good."

"Smart and cute I treat fantasy!!

I'm honestly disappointed in what images have been stained.

But I know what Priscilla thinks. If there is indeed a riot like this assembly hall going on all over the city, that would be my song's turn.

It's also B's to hold concerts around the place, but if you're patrolling everywhere that way, you won't make it in this case! Then it's up to you to make up your mind!

"Yes, no, I get it! I see. I'm certainly convinced. Then let's take it for granted that Priscilla wants to take me with her! Plus, if it's a city building, it's where the brains of the city gather! I'm sure Mr. Kiritaka will be out there, and, well, I was wondering if he could be quite reliable in these emergency situations!

"I'm sure there's a Bishop of the Great Crimes in the City Hall. Pest control is inevitable. At best, avoid getting involved."

"I forgot!

Yes, I was. Right now, there was just supposed to be 'lust' in the city hall. I mean, if the government building had been used as a base, this operation would have stuck around.

"No, no, no, but, but, but! By now, the Bishop of the Great Crimes may be throwing something poignant at the government building! There are so many rooms where confidentiality shouldn't go in, I can't use them to crush the outdoors. Probably tired of killing time and getting" lust "or something."

Phew, it's a burst of fame reasoning. My unique idea of taking a trip every morning at work.

In fact, everyone over there works for me because of it and they don't deal with me, and kids who don't know the numbers get kicked out a little bit, and it's like something like that!

So I'm sure the city hall is empty by now.

"Yay. Yay. Do it, ho. '

That was just the right time to hear the second broadcast.

After listening to the second broadcast, we were depressed (Master Priscilla and Shult-kun don't look the same) and left the assembly hall.

It took me a little while to get out of the assembly hall because listening to the second broadcast made the people in the assembly hall once again unstable and they were offsetting that with my song.

Honestly, all I can say is an unintentional concert.

Momochi, no matter what the song is, I won't be unfaithful like pulling my hands out and throat out, but by nature, why not put extra impurities in the song?

Let's fascinate him with the song, let's get him into the song - singing in that way is at least my way of thinking. I don't want to think of a song that way, a means to counter some kind of mental attack that evokes anxiety. Even if that turns out to be the case, because singing If I was thinking of a song that way, if I couldn't be sincere about the song, I wouldn't think I could get someone's heart involved with a song like that.

"Occupation of the control hitch and the Great Watergate. And the demand on the next broadcast..."

I just flutter away to Master Priscilla, who leaves the assembly hall and continues on his unmistakable footsteps. Kind of a loss of confidence, rather than a real loss?

I have no doubt that I myself am a singer of songs, but is it I, the song, or the result that is required by this situation?

All three of them are not engaged, even though I am certain they are originating from me.

I don't feel that way.

"Reaching the magic device in the city hall is after a third demand."

"Why is that?

"One more time witchcraft needs to use a magic device to make demands. After that, all they have to do is keep control of the four places they occupy. Let's get away from the government building, which makes no sense to put up a force as a stronghold. Besides, I think it's possible to keep the magic apparatus for bad taste..."

"Don't you do that?

"If it's the 'lust' that uses the magic apparatus that's divided up, I guess I won't. It's covered in spicy skin, but underneath it, it's compatible and cunning. When a smart lunatic gets a chance, that's not a good example."

Shult-kun has asked Priscilla a a question similar to the one I have. Shult-kun understands the exquisite time of not pissing off Master Priscilla (probably unconscious in person!) I am, and Master Priscilla is sweet to Shult-kun, so I am polite to what she asks.

It was easy for me to understand, too, because it's an explanation that children can understand.

I mean, let's just say the situation is going according to a huge witchcraft schedule?

"Therefore, after the third broadcast and the presentation of the request. If the magic apparatus is free, then that song will help. While the city is full of disturbances, I can't even gather gestures every day. It's not about where the bugs in the lion spring up."

"Can't Priscilla take back control of Witchcraft with that glorious sword before it gets that messy?

"The city would be submerged if four controlled hitches, even one large water gate, were opened. Because I am one concubine. I don't have enough hands to go out on counteroffense. I know there were a couple of things in the city that were going to be limbs... but to collect them, it's magic."

What Priscilla said, limbs and hands, is as much force as it can fight witchcraft.

And to the best of my knowledge, people with extraordinary achievements against witchcraft stay in cities. Yes, there's "Toddler Girl" Natsuki Subaru and "Silver-haired Witch" Emilia who can follow that Subaru!

"Wow, I get it! Third broadcast, we're going to the government building after that."

When I hold my fist, my nose gets rough by accident.

In all seriousness, there is undeniably a bit of a lumbar part. But I don't even know if Mr. Kiritaka is safe or not unless you go to the government building, and no, it's nothing. I just found out if Mr. Kiritaka is safe or not, and there's nothing that would help him in a warrior sense.

But I feel that even that guy would be better able to sing it without grasping it in his chest.

"Until then, then...!

"You're taking Master Liliana around the shelter!

"Yeah, yeah, take me to the shelter. Yeah!?

Spirituality and Schult answered, what do you mean?!?

Master Priscilla is nodding satisfactorily, and when you see it, Shult-kun looks happy as he dyes his cheeks, and even though it's about me, I'm the only one who leaves him.

You're so close, you're all alone.

"I need you to sing the song even if you leave it alone for the first time, than you find out that the song has an effect on this unpleasant wave. I don't have time to get bored like that, even though I've been confused earlier."

"What does that have to do with exploring the shelter!?

"It was also a part of paying off the curse simultaneously with a magic device, but time was running out before it could be executed. Until then, the hearts of the disturbingly shaken folk will remain abandoned."

"Ah..."

"Before the magic apparatus, but before it stood, it wasn't necessarily the end of the audience. In order not to do so, but to prevent it from turning around, we must keep up with our wishes."

Master Priscilla's suggestion finally made sense.

Before my song arrives, there will be people out there hurting each other like that rally hall feud. When that happens, it may be too late to deliver the salvation song at heart.

I'm sure I can't save everything. But it's not in vain to reach anywhere you can save it.

"From what my concubine has seen, the stage is quite impressive. But the current way of shaking is a little dangerous. I don't think I can snag at the heart of the situation. Therefore, step on the number of places."

"Number of places......?

If it's the number of places to sing, it's done countless times. I don't remember using words like stage bravery, but I've never been ashamed to stand on stage.

What the hell, Master Priscilla says...

"I don't know the problem with that. but what you need is not a song to sing for you. A song that sings for others. Convince yourself to sing a song for others. Step on the number of places."

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"I think the worst thing about letting a concubine walk is that she will be redeemed as a result."

Say so. Also, Master Priscilla will put her arms together as you have decided. Bouncing chest. Perfectly my own chest. Look at the zip hand and grip it.

To the song, exist other than yourself. The way it sings...

"After all, Master Priscilla is kind. I know exactly what it is!

"Shut up, Schult"

What a smiling exchange I feel, but let me take a fresh determination on my part to challenge you around that shelter.

For the future of Liliana, a bard who can sing and play and dance, embracing with you the meaning of Master Priscilla's words, the right side and the side that makes you want to twist your neck!

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Well, there's that third broadcast while I intentionally tour the shelter that way and comfort people who are rambling and depressed...

"- Hmm. You got ahead of me. Abominable."

Master Priscilla looked up at the darkened sky and squealed like that.

I know what that emotion is about, and I've been listening to the same thing.

There was a broadcast by Natsuki Subaru using a magic device.

The words were awkward and never powerful, but perhaps they could engrave something other than anxiety and fear in the minds of people all over the city.

The same thing, just like what we were trying to do with the song.

Because then it should be something that anyone can do.

"I've been crossed, but as you read, the city hall looks empty. Let's say we join you here for a moment and start the battle to reclaim the city! Me! Let me sing it right!

"Don't look visibly relieved."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

The relief is a little bit, most of the time I feel sorry for you.

It's also like being deprived of my stock and missing an opportunity to be a 'singing princess'.

Instead I was present at the place where the 'hero' was born, even with such satisfaction.

- That satisfaction was gone by the time Priscilla and I decided to take a special attack because of the hero's impotence!

You did it! It's time for the song, there's more! Chickshaw!