Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

- Well, here we go.

Emilia sounds a clear beauty indoors as she faintly tensions the sides.

With that silver bell voice, she spoke to everyone on the spot - or told herself to tell her to lift those thin arms.

――――

Meditate and start concentrating mana on your raised hands, Emilia.

The immense magic swirls and the extreme concentration to manipulate it with sophistication. Either way, I can't reach my purpose, it's the only attempt she can make.

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Numerous countless gazes are cast upon Emilia, who comes to the Great Demon Guidance with a serious face. Breathtaking and watching over her behavior are the women and children who stand close to each other.

They, they, some of them, held hands with each other, and others looked to pray, only anxiety and hope were shared and trembling with each other.

"... that's hard"

And Subaru watches quietly from the edge of the same space for Emilia, who bathes herself in many complex emotions

The location is the corner of the underground facility in the city of Pristela.

Originally, it was a warehouse in which supplies were stockpiled for emergencies, and now that it has released its own contents, it is suitable for its original purpose. When no objects were placed in the stone basement, the spaciousness seemed instead to emphasize the dimness and cold.

Is it just because it's such a place to say that it deserves what it is for right now?

"I'm not saying that's a good thing."

"Would you stop whining about sentimental things? I don't care who you sound, and Emilia's distracted."

Unexpectedly the leaked Subaru grunt entered Beatrice's advice to stand right beside him.

The girl, who connects her hands with Subaru's left hand and wriggles her vertical roll with the hands of the empty, stares jizzily at the white ritual taking place in front of her eyes.

Those thin blue eyes seem to Subaru to be experiencing some pain,

"Emilia would be fine. Don't worry so much."

"... I guess I'm mistaken. Betty's worried about Subaru, not Emilia. I don't care who he is, it's a bad habit to empathize with emotions."

"Are you sure?"

The power of the hand to be gripped grew stronger, and Subaru bent his lips to the letter to the consideration of the girl.

I know what Beatrice is trying to say and what she cares about. But now that we know it, the decision is Subaru's decision.

I can't bend that point. If you keep bothering me, I know that, too.

――――

With the quiet utterances of the Subaru, the ritual of Emilia is underway.

Infused with as much concentration as she could hold, Emilia was sweating on her forehead, exhaling white breath. He is inclined to do all he can, physically and mentally, to control a vast amount of mana.

With Emilia's hands at the centre, the blue and white light begins to envelop the basement.

The cold air, whose vision was so vaguely white that, despite it, its coolness did not sting the skin, but was as soft as holding a stripping heart.

I hear that humans who suffer from hypothermia and who have made death their present forget the cold. Extreme cold air deprives humans of the ability to feel the temperature correctly and gives warmth to the last one that takes their lives.

Or something close to it blurred me wondering if there was one in this white world, but Subaru immediately shook his neck sideways saying it was just impeccable.

Blue and white light fills the space and cold air is collected into the center of the room.

And in the center of the light -,

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A black giant with his body round and wings folded - a black dragon lying around.

The anomaly did not remain just that, but the sight of the black dragon itself was reminded of a certain kind of nightmarish sight, with the magnitude of the dragon hissing around as much as a man.

But Subaru doesn't feel disgusted by the sight.

- No. I was strongly aware of the Black Dragon and the appearance of a person, not to be distasteful.

They are victims, innocent people with no sins whatsoever.

He is a victim of the malevolence of the Archbishop of the Great Crimes, "Lust," a victim who was mutated into the outside world.

The means to restore its altered flesh to its original appearance does not exist in the knowledge of the Subaru today. That is why this measure has been chosen.

"Maybe it's just a postponement..."

"Sometimes having time, that's the only thing that can save us. If pressed, the horizon narrows and the choices that were supposed to be gained don't float. I don't know if I realize that, or if I do later... both of them are cruel."

Beatrice responds to Subaru's whining, like a solitary.

In that small, fine sigh was the objectivity and sentiment that only those who had actually spent a long time of thought could hold.

Feeling it at the edge of the word, Subaru can't say anything to Beatrice, just shut up and stroke her head.

"... what the hell"

"Nothing."

No matter how much time you take, you don't necessarily get the right choice.

Sometimes even if you spend time, you won't be able to pick the right choice.

Still, we can act to ensure that the choices we make are the best.

Subaru's answer to Beatrice's 400 years is yes.

And I hope that the time brought about by the tragedy that has taken place in this city will also be.

――――

I wondered if such Subaru's emotions overlapped with the culmination of the cold air filling the basement, and eventually the crackling sound of the air -

"... safe, done"

Emilia looks back, exhaling in her white breath.

behind her, who faintly disturbs her breath and bows to the spot - where her whole body is covered in white crystals and her soul is sealed inside the ice,

"-"

A crying family or a lover who leaks a whimper.

Before gratitude, a sorrowful cry pops up, which resonates ruthlessly underground.

Long and long, he continued to extend the wooden spirit as if there were no limits of sorrow, apart from the unclear limits of what he loved.

"In the meantime, I'm relieved that Emilia's suggestion seems to have worked..."

Following discussions in the assembly hall and the subsequent work of freezing Emilia's mutation victims - both of which were reported - Otto nodded with a relieved face.

The place has been taken off the shelter and, for the time being, it has been placed in a private room in the treatment center.

His capacity on the sleeping table is unchanged from what I've seen, and the bandages wrapped around his legs are painful. Still, it fell out of treatment like a field hospital, and I'd say it got a lot better just for hanging both legs.

Originally, Otto's position is one of the meritorious contributors to urban defense, so it seems like it would be nice to get some better quality allowances, but since the person won't mention it, Subaru decided not to speak out, probably taking care of his surroundings.

"The hospitality of guessing without words… that's the mystery of wabbit"

"It's okay that even if Mr. Natsuki is here, he's not here... good luck to you Emilia"

Ignoring the snorting Subaru, Otto wandered Emilia's labor of sympathy. When she lowered her brow butt to the effort,

"Yeah, that's fine. Besides, I'm sorry I took the liberty of not even talking to Otto. But I thought it was the only thing I could do."

"Oh, that's fine. I'm not angry, because the deed itself must be a noble good deed. And it's a very worthwhile thing to do, even in the intended sense."

"Are you going...?

"You should understand, but if you don't, I don't. But... no, I don't know. Well, honestly, it's a lot harder for me."

"Don't think, feel it. That's E.M.T."

Imich Emilia unconscious of the consequences of her actions. Otto, who holds her head in such an attitude, Subaru continues "more than that" with a flush of magical words,

"Feet, I knew I couldn't do it for a while?

"With Pristella's current situation, it's difficult to treat her any more. The number of wounded has not kept pace with the number of healers in the city. I don't know if I should be transferred to a treatment center in another city, but it seems that Kiritaka is bringing in a healer from one end to another in a nearby city. So it might be wise to wait for a healer in the room to rush us here for the most part, or to go home to your mansion"

Ha, and laughs weakly, Otto is often forced to leave the front line.

When you get as deep as Otto, it's not easy to heal unless you're a magician who can handle fairly advanced healing magic. Beatrice from the Forbidden Library period, or it has to be at the Ferris level.

"That Ferris is clear to Mr. Krush, and our healing SWAT leader is flying around Pristella.... I guess the reason is that family."

"Three little sisters and brothers and your mother, right? I think it was a family of four because the person who looked like that dragon was your father."

I'm not here, SWAT leader. - Then no, Garfield.

By now, he is flying around understaffed cities everywhere and working at all costs for its restoration work. Originally, Garfiel is a straight, gentle boy with a heart. Even if there is no thought in this city, I will not hesitate to lend my strength to those in need.

However, the focus on Pristella was nonetheless pulling out the group. And for whatever reason, Subaru has a guess.

"I guess there's a lot of things going on about not telling us."

"Yeah, right?... yeah, it changes the story, but there's nothing slightly resembling Garfield and that family? The color of my hair and the color of my eyes are beautifully together."

"Emilia, haven't you changed your mind?

"Huh!?

Whatever Emilia is up to, Garfield is such a salt plum.

He himself, if he were meant to be, should be taking damage all over his body that could never be a minor injury, but he also has no bare hands to rest on the grounds of 'protection of the Earth Spirit' and his bottomless health.

Besides, I stuck with Garfiel like that, and I didn't say it was noisy because some Mimi were annoying my younger brothers when the wound opened.

"Well, you'll leak on your own about Garfield's sincerity in time. I don't know if we need to dare ask. than that......"

"Yeah?"

"Oh, no, I didn't say anything either because you two don't touch it at all, but why is Mr. Beatrice so annoying?

Tilt her torso, Otto turns to the corner of the hospital room - where she swells her red cheeks and turns the talking water to Beatrice, who is shaking her head left and right with grumpy eyes to see.

and Subaru nodded "Oh," to that question,

"That's arr, see. I went to the Restoration Artist with your help, and I was unfaithful to the fact that I was paid up front there.... multilaterally, it's not your fault, is it?

"Hey, I was just wondering... hey, Emilia"

"Yeah, right. It is a natural duty as a contractor to take care of one's spirits. So I give up Beatrice because Subaru has to do it."

"I said I'd give up, and I don't really remember Emilia taking care of the pack."

"You're not taking fried feet! And me, I was doing a lot of things right where Subaru wasn't looking. Hair repairs, nail polishing, hugging and sleeping..."

I doubt I can refer to it as a format for how I hang out with the Spirit, but Emilia's expression about the pack is sunny.

Until now, her sudden separation in the 'sanctuary' has pierced her, and her expression recalling the pack has a strong colour of worry, but that step seems to have fallen out as well.

- Emilia's chest is decorated with crystalline stones processed with colorless grand demon stones.

Before breaking up with the pack, it was the same design she wore without letting go of her skin, and the glamour of her expression was accompanied by Emilia's appearance.

When she touches the crystal stone with those thin fingers,

"Now, I haven't had enough power for the pack to come back... but my contract with the pack hasn't expired, so I'll see you again if I have enough mana to manifest. Just a little more patience."

"That's also Bear's credit and... well, thank you Kiritaka for your generosity"

Originally, the reason why Subaru and the others took to the city of Pristela was the acquisition of the Great Demon Stone.

The truth is that we will not give in at the end of the negotiations, but there was also a very distant business negotiation. Whatever it is, I'm actually very satisfied with it.

"So, Bear, you're in a good mood, too."

"I wonder if there's anything else I can do. It's Subaru's mistake. Tsum."

"Oh no, Beatrice is adorable..."

With an easy-to-understand SE, Beatrice turns away from Subaru trying to get in a good mood. Subaru agrees with Emilia, who is cumming behind her back, but whether she can discuss it with something cute is another matter.

"Mr. Darts seems like a craftsman, too. I know you can't throw half the work you took once."

"But I just don't know if I'm too professionally conscious. That guy, he's been working in the workshop all this time during the noise, hasn't he? You're too human to work."

"That's the way to go, craftsman."

"That's the way to go, Craftsman,"

I don't know why Otto boasts, but the boy is simple because he feels like that's all right when he says something like that. Craftsmanship is good.

Just to snort Subaru and Otto, Beatrice turned a frustrating eye,

"But I was wondering if you could ignore my client's words. I told you to give it back because I'm paying you double, and I didn't mean it."

"It's no reward for a young girl to slap her cheek with a bunch of bills and let her hear what she has to say, except for a bastard so familiar with that path. Emilia, tell him."

"Yes, you can't think like that, Beatrice. If you're going to waste it, I'll take your pennies."

"What a rude way to treat both of us!

Outraged Beatrice grabs the curtain, wrapped in it and hides.

Then Emilia got impatient and hugged me to the Bear Child IN curtain and said, "It's a ginger!," he exclaimed.

Aside from such a smiling tabernacle play, I don't even know how Beatrice feels.

Otto commissioned Restoration Artist Darts, and what the Subaru and the others tried to recover was the damaged Book of Wisdom. That's all Roswar, the owner, tried to sabotage the future ahead of Subaru - naturally, I'm interested in its content.

"I don't care if you stop interrupting me, I'm with you, that guy."

Even if the obstruction itself is scattered, Roswar's attitude on the surface remains the same as before.

Regardless, vigilance is not indispensable because it was all that masterful behind the floating behavior, but it is also true that there is an atmosphere of detoxification.

Nevertheless, it is the same in a bystander position and not so much as cooperative.

"At least I can see the end of the Book of Wisdom..."

If Roswar isn't up to anything, and no matter what happened before, for now, I wonder if the road ahead would be okay to walk with him, if it would have a good impact on the way the future camp is going to be.

"That's what I insisted."

"Even if you don't try so hard to explain yourself, it's okay because I and Emilia generally agree with Mr. Natsuki. Just Garfiel. Well... I have a personal grudge, so I may not change my attitude if I figure out the factual relationship."

Does personal grudge mean 'sanctuary', or lamb?

untouched about it, Subaru gazed at the twisted Emilia and Beatrice,

"Beatrice isn't human resources about that book either. I think he would like to confirm it if he could confirm it. It's another matter of being able to get him out of the forbidden library and the past blowing up."

"Many times, I thought I'd talk to you, didn't I?

"I'm not blaming you."

The retrieval of the Book of Wisdom, the attempt to restore it, and the attempt to do all of them individually are decisions that I thought Otto liked.

And basically, I have little experience of Otto being out of consideration. I am also well aware that I am not a person who moves with personal desire.

"You're not really a merchant..."

"Will you leave me alone!? What more could Mr. Dirtz do?

"I thought it might be the biggest job I've ever had. You can set aside the price, so I want you to make it clear to the end."

I'm anxious that the deadline didn't expire, but they're craftsmen too, not to mention impossible.

I'd like to believe that I'm not the type of craftsman who's past the deadline.

"So, in the end, there's also the collection of the Book of Wisdom, and do I feel like it's the established route to stay in Pristella?"

"Garfield is also going to be on recovery work and urban defense for a while. For once, that means we got rid of him, but that's the re-raid with the feint! It's not like they're gonna do it, you fucking assholes."

They're going to tease the bowl of malice with joy.

It seems that Subaru is not the only perception on that point, and all those involved have not cut out their alert. Forcing unnecessary tension, though it could be their aim.

"I don't know what else to do."

"Anyway, I think it's necessary to keep an eye on the progress. As soon as my legs get a little more decent, I'll look around a lot. Just..."

Otto interrupted the words there while discussing future policies.

When he is forced up from his bedroom, he looks up at Subaru, who closes one eye. And as I slapped my temples with my fingers,

"Let me be clear, I disagree."

"... well, you would be"

To Otto's assertion, Subaru grinned bitterly.

What he says and disagrees with is an attitude that was well anticipated for Subaru.

Anyway, Otto Suwen rightly appreciates Natsuki Subaru.

Subaru himself is the one who is more distressed by Subaru's helplessness than anyone else, but not so many have such a solid understanding of Subaru's lack.

At best, Beatrice and Otto. About as patrash goes in there. Or maybe not now, but around Ferris as well.

That's why I expected to be opposed by Beatrice and Otto from the same faction. If Patrash could get the word through, I think he'd disagree with you the same way.

It's just...

"You know so much about me, you know my answer."

"... Mr. Beatrice's displeasure isn't really all about Mr. Darts, is it?

"Well, what do you think? I don't even know what's deep inside Bear's heart."

As Subaru shrugged his shoulders, Otto looked frightened.

Naturally, he would have an indispensable knowledge of inheritance and rumors. The dangers of Subaru's choice should also be well known.

On top of that, Subaru prefaced Otto with "That's bad,"

"Come and meet the wise man at the White Fox's guide."

And I laughed.

- Go ahead.

When I knocked on the door as a courtesy, I heard a quiet response from inside.

It's something I'm used to hearing, but it's a voice lacking hegemony, and Subaru asexually cares about it.

"You, Subaru."

"I'm sorry."

"Strangely enough, I feel terribly relieved to see your face now"

"Car, Pep."

Step indoors and close the first vice you've exchanged with such action.

While demonstrating such an attitude, there are considerations in Svalbard's approach to closing the door behind his back. Closing the door without making a sound is a minimum courtesy to those who sleep inside.

"How much better would it save you if you woke up making a scene"

"If so, are you going to show me even a round of applause? That's a precious scene. I'm getting more and more annoyed by the" bulimia "I missed."

"Huh."

With a breathless grin, Subaru tilts his neck without gazing at each other. Then somehow he looked around the room and narrowed his eyes to a line of sloppy sleepers.

A light towel kettle in a simple bed, that's all the application to the people who sleep there. And Subaru also knows he doesn't need anything more.

Because the people who sleep here are forgotten by memories, disconnected from everyday life, and continue to remain as incomplete beings who are just not dead.

"Julius, I don't know what I'm talking about, but I'm not really here."

――――

"Even if I look at it jiggly, I can't remember anything I can't remember. Whether it's my beloved sister... or someone really like me, it does."

No words of comfort are used cheaply, and Subaru calls on the youth - Julius.

corner of the lined sleeping table, sitting beside the bed at the far end, he raised his face, and dwelt in its neat facade an unseen worry,

"Knowing as knowledge is completely different from knowing as a feeling. I wasn't complacent, but I hadn't thought of myself as a headstrong until now. As far as self-reflection goes, you won't notice until this happens."

――――

Saying, Julius looks down at the bed right next to him.

Naturally, there too are victims of appetite who have lost their 'names' laid to sleep, and their consciousness and memories have been detached from the world.

So Julius Euclius can't help remembering that person - a young man with long purple hair, with a fine face - is his own brother Joshua Euclius.

"Joshua, huh"

He can call his brother's name because Subaru taught him the relationship and the name.

At a time when it was reported that many victims of 'bulimic' powers - unidentified, unconscious people - were found, Subaru was convinced that there were people out there who suffered the same damage as Lem.

And if you are yourself, you may not forget the forgotten people. He only relied on his modest hope to visit the hospital room and discover Joshua, who sleeps.

"It's a strange thing. Because I don't have any shards of my brother's memory, even though you talk to me and I do have enough in common to determine that I'm a bloody flesh parent."

Without putting his emotions to the face, Julius meditates.

Among the victims of "bulimia," only one acquaintance was found, Joshua. More than thirty other victims have not been able to follow Subaru's memory, nor have they been cared for or saddened by anyone else, and they continue to sleep.

If you think about it, can you say that Joshua is a happy man who worries about his brother?

Forgotten by all the admired brothers, the brothers also took to the hospital room to admire only the form of brotherly love, even in an environment that called on the unrealistic brother.

Whether it's forgotten, forgotten, not in memories, just facts, it's just hard.

"... fuck you"

I should have known. It was something I knew.

that the power of the Bishop of the Great Crimes of 'bulimia' is the most spiteful sin in the world.

'Anger' also twists emotions as they please.

Shape-by-shape crushing of human dignity, as well as trampling 'lust'.

"Greed" also denies everything but self and pushes a solitary sense of almightiness.

A word of diligence as a absolution mark, as well as' laziness' that smears the work of others with selfish love.

Anyone, even if it must be the worst malice not worthy of living.

Is there another being who blasphemes every life as much as "bulimia"?

"- You'll just be disgusted if you stay here. Don't make me say it again and again."

All the nasty things plunder the back of your brain.

With that frustration on his tongue, Subaru called on Julius. Julius stood up to the word, touching the thin breasts of his unrecognizable brother,

"Breathe, I am. Alive. Strange stuff."

"That's what it is. But I don't eat rice, and I don't need a bathroom. I don't even need to take a bath.... I don't even laugh"

"The grief of being forgotten, too. - You might be lucky about that."

"Fortunately...?

Subaru reacts with an eyebrow raised to Julius' spilled word.

Looking back Julius faintly loosened the edge of his mouth, with a weak smile.

"If you don't realize that you've been forgotten, you don't have to be frightened of the anxiety that will be left behind. Unilaterally disconnected by people who are supposed to be close… quite enjoyable"

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"Subaru. Which is harder to forget or..."

"I don't..."

Subaru's throat was stuck in the inquiry.

I'm not stuck with the answer. The answer is, I can do it in a flash. So I'm not confused that I blocked Subaru's words. A passion.

Subaru stared at Julius with a cynical grin.

"I don't know about that. Don't be ridiculous, don't soak it up."

"... Subaru?

"Forget it, forget it, both of them. Eat shit! I'm sorry I'm trying to order things, backwards or you!? You look like you're the most unhappy person in the world. You want to compare me to my previous misfortunes? I'll win anyway!?

――――

Poking his finger, Julius was stunned by Subaru's leopard weirdness, which absurd his voice.

Turn your eyes round, and suddenly he can't say anything to the fiercely high Subaru. Watching Julius push him so silently, Subaru lowered his sticking finger, his shoulders up and down.

"On the weak side, you're not. I know you're hard, you're forgotten and you don't have a place... but I'm sorry you're so weak."

――――

"You forgot, Julius. - No, don't forget, Julius."

Biting his lips off and conceiving his passion, Subaru glanced at Julius.

Put your hands on your chest, once, and I assure you so.

"My eyes know how strong you are. My shame knows. I don't care who forgot."

――――

I can't breathe, the feeling of blood up my head doesn't go away.

Really, I haven't had this much anger in my mind since. Since Leggles. I was stunned that it had only been about half a day.

How much does this Pristella disturbance strain Subaru's heart and lungs?

and

"Huh, ha..."

"Oh?"

"Ha... no, you really are a hell of a man. Realize that again..."

Eliminating his previous startled expression, Julius broke his hips on the sieve and laughed out.

Lost in the urge to laugh, Julius continues to laugh in front of the disgruntled Subaru. And as that urge gradually subsided, Julius exhaled for a long time,

"Right, right. You weren't left behind in everything."

"Leave me alone, or you'll be three carriages away."

"Will three horses be enough?

"I'll bust you, you! If it's a pair of me and Bear, it's totally different than before!

Stand your middle finger up and spit on Julius, who begins to get back on track.

Then Julius gracefully avoided the flying spit, "I see," he said.

"Now let us hope for that grand discourse"

"... oh, do that. At best, you'll be amazed when you get back to your memories."

To a kizzy attitude, Subaru now flips the thumb he put up and provokes. To that nasty act, 'The Best Knight' known only to Subaru laughed gracefully,

- First, let's try to surprise you more than anyone.

That said, he consolidated his will to accompany him to the "Preades Watch Tower" awaiting him.