Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

I was dreaming, dreaming.

Dreams that don't fade, dreams that are repeated, dreams that don't end...

Over and over, over and over, and over and over and over and over and over and right and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over

A thousand times, spin it. Connect me 10,000 times. Billions of times, beyond. Only when, forget to count.

There is pain, there is amazement, there is turmoil, there is ruin, there is hatred, there is frenzy.

Worn, shaken, twisted, decayed, made to cry, broken hearts.

Still, there's a place I'd like to reach.

Still, I have a wish to protect you.

Repeat, to remember, no matter who knows the form of tragedy that can be overlaid.

Even if no one ever notices, just don't forget yourself.

- Even if the person you want to save cries, you want to save it.

So I still have no regrets for taking that hand.

If there was to be remorse, I regretted my weak, brittle, unreachable heart, hesitant and lost in taking that hand.

- When I wake up from a vain dream, the first thing I feel is always a dull headache.

――――

Open your eyes as you resist the fingertips of your sleeper and blink several times to raise your consciousness.

Blurry, the consciousness remains fogged with ambiguity, but a bad spiral of blood is only a matter of seconds. Soon consciousness strips away from sleep, and awakening brings activity to the flesh.

"Ah, uh."

It is a prolonged voice that leaks out of its mouth in the wake and back of such flesh.

A seemingly falling asleep act, but this is one of the important rituals of the morning. As I roll over on my back, this way my voice pours in a lot of information.

The tone of the voice, the establishment of self-consciousness, the safety of hands and feet, the organization of memories, the running of the daily routine, the existence of life -.

They are confirmed every morning by being sure to do the deeds that have been decided upon.

That is proof that Natsuki Subaru has had a great morning.

"Huh."

Remove the duvet with the elongation and wake the upper body with the motion of swinging the raised leg down.

If you look around scratching your head abusively, it's a familiar room - a rather luxurious dish of conditioning and a private interior popping in with a covered bed.

However, Subaru woke up not on a bed with a canopy, but on a couch placed in the back of the room. So it is in this place - no, it is Natsuki Subaru's bedtime habits over the past few years - that I wrap around the futon and reveal the night in circles.

Nevertheless, there is no such great reason not to sleep on the sleeping table.

I'm just a little bit distressed trying to get a comfortable environment. As a result of such trial and error, I learned to feel more relieved about sleeping on the couch than sleeping on the sleeping table.

Since then, I have. That's all we're talking about.

――――

Rubbing his eyes, as he descends from the couch on which he is sleeping, Subaru heads to the washroom to prepare himself. Wash your face in the bedroom and adjacent washroom, mirror your wet face and observe your face carefully.

A face that remains tired and an eye that reminds me of a sense of vanity somewhere. The sloppy and faint cheeks were combined, missing three beats and losing their hearts.

To tighten that face, Subaru slaps his cheeks as much as he wants with both hands.

Tears come to my face at the sound of dryness and the pain of paralysis, showering cold water to push it away. Then he mirrors his wet face again, mindful of his face, his eyes and cheeks.

"Laugh, me. If you can't, die."

cast a magical spell, then Subaru creates a disfigured grin on his mouth.

A smile that shows white teeth and narrows his sandwich eyes is an evil person of his own who has been with him for more than eighteen years. The eyes, facial expressions and complexion are 'pseudo' without any problems.

"All right, all right, keep it"

Confirming that smile, Subaru quickly changes his clothes when he wipes his face with a towel.

When spending time in the mansion, Subaru's outfit is not the uniform of a servant - it is the courtesy of a rather sophisticated nobleman. Nevertheless, the rugged jacket is taken off and collapsed into a ruffled one with the sleeves of a white shirt wrapped around it. However, such an outwardly appropriate outfit is now required as a matter of course.

They were breathless, but there was no choice. It is a duty to dress as one deserves, because that is the position Svalbard himself has gained by wanting.

"It's time, don't be the usual time"

I finished dressing, looked up at the demonic engraved crystals provided above the door of the room, and squealed so.

It developed a dark green color, indicating the arrival of the morning and the approaching scheduled waking time. Apparently, all this morning, I spent too much time forming a smile.

In a few more minutes, a girl on time will knock on the door of the room on time.

Before you do that, you have to do what you have to do to get it done.

――――

When he switches consciousness, Subaru can rip off the chest of his shirt. There's a pendant down there with a thin chain of 'black crystals' that wasn't even removed from bed.

A black crystal glistening demonically, holding it in his palm, Subaru closed his eyes.

The cold, hard crystalline stone feel - it increases its presence as if it had heat as soon as it was wrapped in Subaru's palms, and begins to pulse as if it were an organism.

Naturally, the unconscious begins to count the odd heartbeat that occurred in the palm, its rhythm and number of times.

A crystalline stone that keeps beating high, faster than the pulse after running at full strength. Whenever that pulse overlapped with Subaru's own heart sounds, the heart beat and the crystalline stone pulse became equal.

When the brain understands it, Subaru's consciousness is freed from the neck tree of the flesh and invited to another space unlikely in reality.

Moments, there were no sounds or signs from the world, and instead the dazzling light enveloped consciousness.

――――

Consciousness anointed with light, which slowly leads to awakening.

If you open the lid that was closed, it's sunshine in your eyes that pours down. And what was spreading in front of the blinking eyes was a magnificent meadow of wind blowing through.

It's a huge, everywhere green meadow.

As far as I can see, the sea of grass continues, and the herds of tall grass soften into the gentle breeze. Overhead, there was clear weather with no clouds in the sky, and the sunlight poured glistened like a gem.

The blue of the sky and the green of the earth continue in extension, and they mingle on far distant horizons. There was a silence there that seemed like a long time, worthy of a dream world lacking in realism.

A magnificent, clear, nothing space. - There is only one such world, a heterogeneous part.

――――

If the center of the meadow, Subaru standing there, looks back, there is a sleek slope right behind it, which leads to a small high hill.

On the hill there was a small garden of flowers, a parasol that received the light of day right next to its poor flowers, and a white table.

――――

Silently, Subaru ascends that hill and enters under the parasol.

A cup of hot air was placed on the white table, and the ceramics were warmly filled with amber liquid.

Two cups served and a white chair placed to pinch the table.

One sat in a chair with what was prepared for him and Subaru without confirmation, mouthing the cup thinking he had just been brewed and moistening his throat with tea.

- As always, it doesn't taste good or bad, it's a strange cup of tea.

Just be sure to mouth this tea first.

That was the promise I made with the Lord of this place, and it was also a substitute for the greeting of an odd relationship.

However -,

"Uh, I drank. I drank, Ooso. Let's get down to business."

"- Sure, it's true that I said the first sip instead of greeting. But I don't think that means you ever have to say hello."

A word from Subaru who drank his tea and threw a cup at the table. To its content, the person across the table complained with a thin smile.

To that bitterness, Subaru scratched his nose head with his fingers,

"... you don't have to say hello, do you? I've been watching my head for the past four or six hours, and if I tried you, it wouldn't mean anything to me if we met or broke up."

"That's not what I'm talking about. First of all, I've been snooping around about you at 46: 00. What a bad way to say it. I want you to stop. Even if that's true, I'm still a maiden of shame about flowers. I can't believe you've been staring at the boy you're looking at all the time, but there's something wrong with the outside world."

"The maiden, who also shames flowers, changed the concept of the use of words before I knew it?

"That's spicy. Well, you might not be able to claim to be a maiden at your age."

That being said, the person pleasantly loosens his mouth to the content and back of the complaint.

A completely accustomed light mouth replacement, the opponent is quite tolerant of Subaru's impudent attitude as well. - Rather than, I even enjoy the reward of those words, that's how it looked.

To be smiled at in that way, Subaru's heart cannot help but solicit distorted guilt.

I don't even know what the right way to deal with it is. Because the only way to find out the optimal solution is for the person in front of you.

"I knew you were a nasty bitch."

"I'm glad to hear that. For you, gentle and greedy, it's much more pleasing to me to be an abominable someone who brutally breaks your heart and pierces an indelible wedge than to be an indifferent someone who finds no value in you reaching out for salvation"

Irony and disgust don't work for someone who's completely done this.

Subaru snorted with an unpleasant face in that response, but that only turned out to please the opponent more and more.

"Well, it's heartbreaking to buy your disgust and hate me any more. It's time to serve the purpose of this morning's meeting."

"Wasn't it the main hope that you hated me?

"It's the pretty strengths of a girl. I hope you can spot it and accept it."

"Cute......?

Bottom of his heart, he smiled bitterly at Subaru tilting his neck in suspicion.

And -,

"Truly, you are a man who is not afraid to go anywhere. As a" Witch of Greed, "I like that. - Natsuki Subaru"

For what the contractor deserves, "The Witch of Greed" is.

Echidna narrowed her eyes sharply and smiled with heartfelt joy.

"Today is the month of Kisdam, the fourteenth.... That's for sure, isn't it?

"You can rest assured. You fell asleep last night without a thing and woke up this morning without a thing. The worst hasn't happened in one night. You don't have to worry about that."

"You idiot. That's how I fell asleep thinking there was nothing there, and when I woke up in the morning, I was dead. I don't care how uptight you are about when and where you die."

Tongued with witch optimism, Subaru recalls' death 'when he tasted a sense of desperate loss.

Just caricaturally, I never doubted I would visit tomorrow - there is no way I could forget the fact that it was taken without any foretaste and suddenly 'back to death' and the reality forgotten by those who spent time close to me, how much fear and disappointment it brought.

"Right. I was the light-hearted one. [M] I apologize."

"... No, you're being honest?

"I also apologize if I think it's bad. I've been meaning to show you that I'm not that bad of a woman."

It's the girl in black who responds hypersensitively and winks at the bumpy Subaru, saying so.

When I try to talk about that girl, the first thing I notice is the amazing fact that only two colors describe the demonic beauty that takes my eyes away and intertwines my heart.

Long, snowy, beautiful gray hair stretches as far as the waist, and thin, supple limbs are wrapped in a black mourning-like dress. He sat back in his chair and had some decadent color on his long legs, and his thin lips were unusually lustrous to swallow the cup of liquid.

It is a perverse demon that can be intuited that if you are forced to touch it, you will not be spared doom - an anecdotal lingering, endless witch of disaster that, despite it, was constantly challenged by those who tried to touch it.

That is the identity of Echidna, the black-crushed white girl, who made a pact with Subaru.

"-"

"-? What's wrong? Just stare at my face. Is there something on it?

"Oh, my eyes, my nose, my mouth, my ears and my hair"

"... I wonder why. I feel weirdly insulted even though they say the obvious"

Echidna with a disgruntled face frowning at Subaru's answer. Subaru raised his hand to her, "Wait, wait,"

"I don't mean anything insulting or anything like that. But somehow, the witch wasn't even that surprised because of her reputation, and I just thought so."

Although I described it earlier as decadent but counterproductive, if you actually talk about it like this, it's a normal girl who has a little bit of a strong habit, but can't even say it's casual.

Regardless, I don't deny that there is a witchy, distorted part.

"Well, that's a pretty rare opinion."

And to such Subaru's sentiments, Echidna loosened her lips somewhere for fun.

When she puts the cup on the table, she reassembles her long legs and raises her own gray hair.

"I'm still one of those witches who left anecdotes all over the place four hundred years ago. Don't listen to me when you catch me."

"You said something like a middle school student who admires special treatment."

"It's a lot closer to my mood, I would add. But that's not all. I told you that when I first met you."

"Uh, what is it? Sure, if you're intolerant, you look like you'll be thrown up at first sight."

"When they cut me off, I feel like my figure is being misunderstood."

The majestic witch's style flips, and Echidna persists in Subaru's answer.

Subaru appropriately responded "Fair enough" to that reaction, relying on a correction of the off-topic topic. Nevertheless, the content of the talk is sufficient as a morning routine.

"Not even if you're starting to talk to Yotai. I'll let you get back to reality."

Do you want to go now? In a little while, no one will complain about killing time here. As you know, the time spent here doesn't affect reality. Whatever you need to rest... I expect that, too. "

That's what Echidna says and pulls back Subaru, who rises from his chair and stretches out.

to the witch's sweet words. Subaru rattled the bones of his neck,

"Right. Honestly, I know I'll be saved by the option of staying here for a long time too..."

So he hung up his words, and without looking back, Subaru looked down at Echidna.

The black eyes of the witch and the black eyes of Subaru straighten their gaze and intertwine.

But...

"I'm not going to be sweet on you like that. You know it's not a contract."

"Not at all, you're not being honest. I'm the only one in this world who can share your pain and grief."

"- I have no intention of leaving my pain or grief with anyone. I'm the only one who can do this, and I'm the only one who can do it, and that's why I signed your deal. Right."

Subaru affirmed so in a low voice to Echidna shrugging her shoulders with a obstinate face. Echidna lays her eyes down in that response, silently mouthing her cup.

That's an expression of intent to get rid of objectionable language and no reason to continue the conversation.

When he sees it, Subaru turns his back on her and steps out to go under the hill. but stopped before that and looked back at the witch.

"By the way, you didn't deny you were snooping around about me earlier, did you, during four or six?

"... hypothetically, I thought you said?

"Even if that were true, I think my Mandarin skills are in a context where I admit it's true."

――――

――――

To the pursuit of Subaru, Echidna exhaled small. And mouth the cup again. That's a statement of intent that eliminates any reason to continue the conversation -,

"You, you don't think I'd pull back if you did. If there's a proper ethical problem, peeps are stopping, right? You do, don't you?

"Isn't that natural? Even I'm not nasty enough to peek into your bathing and adding to the occasion. I just don't think I can turn away as your contractor unless I'm sure that nothing will happen in those unprotected situations. This is only an act from a sense of duty as a 'witch of greed' who keeps his word..."

"Next time you take a bathroom and a bathroom, take off your pendant."

Saying that to the witch who excuses herself quickly, Subaru went down the hill biting to death with shame.

Under the hill, at the point where Subaru first appeared on the meadows, doors have arisen at some point. An independent single door, it is the only door that allows access to the outside world.

――――

Arriving in front of the door, Svalbard, with his hands on the door knob, looks back at nothing.

Then, on the hill, the windy hair was held down, and Echidna, who seemed to be out of place, looked down at this back.

When she notices Svalbard's gaze looking up at it, she cruises just a little and eventually waves small at Svalbard. Besides, without any payback, he left only a sigh and Subaru dived the door.

- Immediately afterwards, the consciousness that was imprisoned in the world of dreams is unleashed and returned to reality.

――――

When consciousness returned to reality, Subaru remained in a gripping position with black crystal stones, standing in the middle of his chamber.

Exhale for a long time and look at the demonic engraved crystals on the door. The colour is green, there is no change in brilliance.

The time spent in the world of dreams is only a few seconds in real time, that's the proof.

"But I'm not used to it..."

Getting to the world of dreams and spending a tea party with Echidna is a daily routine every morning.

But the discomfort that emerges from it back into reality, created by the discrepancy between physical and real time, is hard to easily familiarize with the brain. "Back to Death," or a different feeling again.

Subaru sighs about it. and

'How about we reverse the idea here and get used to not getting used to it? It's just a break, but maybe it'll make things a little easier, huh?

As if whispered in his ear, there was a witch's voice who had just said goodbye.

That wasn't actually whispered in my ear. The voice is, by contract, a wave of witch thought that flows in through crystal stones lowered from the neck. Even if we don't go to the world of dreams, Subaru and Echidna are connected by contract.

For this reason, from the world of dreams, it is possible for a witch to speak directly to Subaru.

However -,

"When you don't have business, don't talk to me lightly. I'm telling you."

'There's nobody around me. Nothing. I don't think you can punish me for being alone in my room.'

"What would you do if someone accidentally thought you were a pain in the ass talking to someone you didn't see?"

'I think that evaluation is even more so now. Besides, it is not uncommon for spiritual users to talk with the covenant spirits in waves of thought. I'm not that noticeable. "

"In the case of spiritual users, we wave each other's thoughts. In my case, you're the wave of thought, and I'm talking to myself. It hurts more when I see it from the side."

'Yes, yes, I get it. As you wish, I shall remain silent except when necessary. I can't believe you're talking about witches. You're a lot more of a pavilion leader.'

"Yi, Yi, Yi, Yi, Yi, Ma, Ma"

"Oh, my God. Don't hesitate to speak up if you need me, my Lord Contractor."

When he exchanged his anger for his voice color, Echidna pulled in leaving behind a playful word.

Still, the witch should be peeking at the world over the pendant, but for one second the thing drove him out of his head, and Subaru sighed in a completely habitual manner.

In the future, the pendant will always stick in his butt pocket for bath and toilet timing. - And so on, when you think so.

"- Master Subaru, are you awake?

The door of the room is knocked from the outside to be informed of the arrival of usual waking times.

Subaru coughs small to the soft voice thrown at him. Then I put my hand on my cheek, conscious so that I could make the smile I checked in the mirror, and then I replied, "Hey, hey," faint.

Take it, and when the door slowly opens, one girl enters the room.

"Good morning, Master Subaru. It's a pleasant morning too."

Yes, it was the girl in maid clothes - a maid with subaru, Petra Reite, who smiled and said.

She was still a young bud when we met, and she's also in a growing phase, and now in the process of blooming just beautifully. Back length and hands and feet stretched compared to the old days, and poor maid clothes followed the board more and more.

Neither does the act nor the adorable costume. Originally, she was a girl with good memory and guidelines. Petra has now reached a first-rate range, even as a maid.

Hua's fourteen-year-old - Subaru also responded with a smile to Petra's smile, which was completely grown up.

"Good morning, Petra, too. A pleasant morning...... I agree with that. I'm so happy to see Petra's pretty face this morning."

"Also, if Subaru said so.... but there are clouds in the sky across the forest, and it looks like the weather might collapse in the afternoon. I'm planning on going shopping in town today, so I hope it stays clear."

Petra leaned her little neck towards Subaru's greeting and softly turned to the window and squealed so. There was still a faint scale of youthfulness on the word buttocks, and Subaru erupted small.

"Oh, no, Master Subaru"

"No, no, now, you had just a little splendid maid's shell torn. Looks like Petra."

"Stop treating children like that anymore. I, too, am completely grown up. I've been working as a maid for two years now... because I'm alone."

Shaking her reddish brown hair, Petra shyly blushes her cheeks and points her lips. Subaru stroked the girl's head pounding with a laugh as she looked like such a cute little sister.

Petra narrows her eyes happily to the feel, then exhales remnantly.

"So what will you do this morning? It's still early for breakfast..."

"Uh, just my usual routine for now, and if it looks okay, I guess we'll all have breakfast. If that's the case... for now, as usual"

"... Yes"

Slightly laying her eyes on Subaru's answer, Petra makes a difficult face. I'm not numb enough to let a pretty girl look like that, and Subaru scratches her head.

"Anyway, thanks again today. I asked you to come and wake me up."

――――

"Petra?

"Master Subaru's, that kind of place, really clumsy"

Petra sighed in a frightened breeze as she praised Subaru for his shitty change of subject. Then the girl shook her neck to the side, creating a blossoming smile,

"No, because this is my job, too. Besides, Master Subaru has a lot of fun because he never gets laid.... that's a little more, you don't have to be sloppy"

"Hmm?"

"It's nothing. See you later. Excuse me."

After working every morning and finishing Svalbard's wake-up call, Petra picked her skirt with courtesy, Cartesy. And he left the room while Subaru dropped him off.

The door closed and Subaru nodded satisfactorily as Petra grew.

"Petra's done fine, too. My nose is high as my brother's."

"She doesn't seem to think you're her brother."

"... I just told you to shut up except when you need me. Is this it? Witches break promises a lot easier."

Hammered by solitude, Subaru is stunned by the impatience of a witch who can't stand silence. but as soon as I left the sigh of giving up, I turned my eyes to Petra's disappeared door,

"I'm that kid's brother. So, Petra is for my cute little sister. That's why I want her to be happy. - Absolutely."

"Absolutely, make me happy, huh?... out-of-the-box, that could be a horrible word. '

To Subaru's hard voice, Echidna said so rather than tearing it up.

Listening to the witch's words, Subaru stretches lightly before leaving the room.

The hallway of the mansion was cold cut to early morning signs, and Subaru walked out shaking, cutting that cold air with his shoulders.

- Daily 'routine', because we have to get to it.

The past few months have seen spectacular 'killings' at the Roswar Mansion in the morning.

Most of all, it may be out-of-heartedness for the parties to call it 'killing each other'.

It's just that for Subaru, who watches the offense from the side, it's a more demanding exchange than anything else that he calls' killing each other '.

The fact is, at least one of the two people who bumps into each other is definitely trying with the intention of killing them. But sadly, the other side who deals with it takes its fierce will lightly.

The difference in strength that existed between the two was hopelessly obvious to anyone's eyes.

No matter, that's why such a dangerous routine must have continued every morning though.

"Ru, aah!!

Barking furiously, kicking legs explode in the momentum of blowing up the lawn in the courtyard.

Stepping in, a golden shadow with intense propulsion rushed straight forward, slamming the beast claw into the enemy shadow.

It's a heartless blow that rips off thick iron plates and easily turns them into ground beef if you're a human body - beast claws become innumerable serial strikes and go wild, striking to seal the escape of prey.

But...

"Too bad, but that's a big gap"

"but ahhh!?

The shadow shuns away the downpouring, deadly beast claw rumbling with minimal weight. Shortly afterwards, a long leg jumped with a single voice, and the torso of the beast was worn from directly below.

A distressed voice rises to that blow, and the body of the set side is launched directly upwards -,

"but Tsuwo -!?"

- It was supposed to, but it won't.

A body thrust up directly into the ground is intercepted by a heel that is swung down to intercept it. The impact produced a circular crater on the grass ground, and the beast became large and completely silent, unable to move.

"Do you want to go on?

"- Whoa."

Ask the groaning loser if the winner is willing to continue.

It's not disgusting or sarcastic, it's a purely struggling word. That's why it deeply hurts the soul of the loser.

So...

"I know you're unconscious, but you're only being sarcastic. He said stop with the samurai's mercy."

Interrupting into an already decided scene of victory and defeat, Subaru called out as he scratched his head. In the words, a young man looking down at the person falling into the great letter looks back and smiles.

The burning red-haired young man raised his hand to Subaru,

"Hey, good morning, Subaru. You're early this morning."

"Not as good as you guys. And every day, when I get tired of it - or when I don't punish you... nothing. You don't have to go along with discipline, Reinhardt."

"His desire to be strong is not wrong. And it's also true that he's getting stronger every day. I wonder if you'll catch up with me before it's too far away."

"Really? I can't imagine."

Redhead youth - Reinhardt's words are an atmosphere of neither joke nor humility.

Subaru glanced at the self-assessment of him and looked at the person who remained asleep on the ground.

Rolling there is a boy with short golden hair.

He gasps in bitterness and is still out of combat, but his willingness to dwell in those green eyes has not faded at all. but the body does not obey the will and is just teething with remorse.

There was an understanding of that remorse, and Subaru reached out to the boy.

"Look, can you stand, Garfiel? Don't be too concave. You..."

"... cheerful, try to touch it. You don't have to borrow my hand to get up."

I wave off the outstretched Subaru's hand, and the blonde boy - Garfiel peels his fangs off.

But it's obvious to everyone that it's a strength. Pain is intense on the face and breathing is rough. I just couldn't get Subaru to grow up enough to make fun of that void either.

Svalbard sighed at Garfiel waking up his body, shaking his shaken arm gently,

"Well, if you say so, do as you please. But bathe in the water before breakfast, and let the sweat and mud fall off. Or Ram will hate you."

"... I can't. I knew you wouldn't tell me."

Shaking his head at Subaru's bitterness, Garfiel stands up with his face up. The knee was still trembling, but still not enough to walk.

Recovering with incredible resilience, Garfield glanced at Reinhardt, who stood cool.

"Next time, don't lose"

"I hope so."

Garfiel snorted to Reinhardt's answer, which had no shards of lies. Then the boy dragging his leg looked at this one slightly as he passed next to Subaru,

"- Heh."

And when he tongued abominably, he pulled it straight up from the courtyard to the mansion.

Dropping that off with a bitter smile, Subaru shook his neck sideways, for Christ's sake.

Pride must be scratched and there must be some bad bats. Still, bad feelings just have to be watered down with sweat by breakfast. Damn, it's hard times.

"I'm sorry I left that to you. If you seem tired too, take a bath... so why don't you bowl in the bathroom?"

"Right, bad for him. Fortunately, I'm not moving enough to scratch a sweat, so I won't. It's pathetic to take Garfield out in front of Mr. Lamb while he's muddy."

Dropping off Garfiel, Reinhardt smiles at Subaru for throwing so.

As the word goes, 'Kensei' doesn't see the influence of archery this morning as if it were. He was totally treating Garfiel as a child, challenging with a sword screen that could kill him.

Besides, he leaves a cool face on his feet, making the lawn fall with Garfiel slapped on his feet. Then, what kind of principle is it? The lawn is neatly back to normal.

Is this also the power of innumerable protections that he possesses? - More and more, he's a frightening person to think about when he's hostile.

So, pulling him into his own camp is arguably Subaru's greatest battle result.

"Kensei" Reinhardt van Astrea.

His current affiliation lies with the faction of Emilia, the king's candidate with Roswar as his back shield.

Shortly after the start of the King's race, 'Sword Saint', which had bestowed on her as the knight of Felt, had reigned as the greatest adversary under the prominent visibility even in the kingdom -

"- What if I told you this, but now that Felt's back, I'd be freaked out to think I'd be on your side with the enemy again."

――――

"What's up?

"... No, I appreciate your concern, but I probably can't go back to Lord Felt's knight. Apparently, I've been judged unfit for that one. If you hadn't, you wouldn't have left me somewhere."

Out of his lonely gaze at Subaru's remarks, Reinhardt shook his neck sideways.

Meditating on his answer, Subaru exhales as he hides his heart.

- Nearly a year has already passed since Felt disappeared from before his knight, a girl who was one of the king's candidates and master of Reinhardt.

That cat-like girl disobeyed the Astrea family and fled the king's race to leave behind 'Kensei', who had sworn allegiance to her, with the only old man with a family who could forgive her.

That is the public reputation for her, and that is almost equal to the fact.

In fact, Reinhardt was abruptly bounced from the king's race without Felt hearing anything.

It is immeasurable how powerless' Kensei 'felt in the fact that his loyal master had gone away.

It was Subaru who reached out to him like that and drew him in as an ally to the new faction.

Reinhardt, who was stubborn in his self-blame and sense of responsibility, was also struck in the chest by Subaru's desperate persuasion and acknowledged that he would offer his sword to Emilia as a new Lord.

Since then, "Sword Saint" has become the sword of the Emilian faction and has also played a very significant role in the king's race. The descendants of "Sword Saint", who once sealed "The Witch of Jealousy", joined in a position to support Emilia, who is despised as a half demon. The meaning was greater than I could have imagined.

Besides, he's helped by Reinhardt's presence.

While in the same faction, dealing with rebellious garfiels is one of them.

"You and Ram don't have heads up. Otherwise, I can't imagine how many times Garfield beat me up."

"You shouldn't be so indiscriminate. Sure, on the surface, Garfiel hits Subaru hard, but that's the flip of acknowledging strength. There's just something about your strength that's hard to understand at a glance. That would just be hard and unacceptable to him"

"Well, anyone would be annoyed if they got caught in smoke with that whole series of small-timers. I didn't have any other hands, so I didn't regret it or reflect on it."

Shrinking his shoulders in Reinhardt's defense, Subaru recalls what happened in the 'Sanctuary'.

The 'sanctuary' was made impossible for the villagers to escape due to the junction linked to the cemetery. The threat of the warcraft 'Great Raven' coming into avalanche there - Subaru struck several hands at the breakthrough of that challenge.

Fearing the liberation of the 'Sanctuary', Garfiel, who tries to stop Subaru and Emilia at all costs, dealing with him, etc. can be said to have poured out the benefits of 'Back to Death' in the whole spirit.

That is exactly the beginning of the contract between Subaru and Echidna.

Subaru, who chose to take the witch's hand, repeated "Back to Death" unimaginably in that "sanctuary," overlapping all trials and errors.

As a result, Subaru grasped the behavior of all personnel staying in the 'sanctuary' and fundamentally nullified his obstruction by placing Garfiel completely outside the mosquito nets.

Breaking through the 'trials' of the cemetery in secret to unravel the junction, Rosewar managed to root for the crown to guide the evacuation and let the inhabitants flee before the Great Raven threat struck the 'sanctuary'.

In the meantime, Garfiel, who manages to keep away the impending time of liberation, seals off all of that resistance.

In the end, it wasn't until after everything was over that Garfield understood everything.

The evacuation of the inhabitants of the 'Sanctuary' ended and Garfiel, who found out it was too late, nonetheless fought to remain in the 'Sanctuary'. But the 'sanctuary' is under attack by the Great Raven, and the boy is driven to death without being able to fight alone. Saved there, at the hands of Subaru and Roswar.

Lack of power and miscalculation, crushing the circumstances that have made the boy's heart hard for over a decade into outsiders, it was also resolved outside the mosquito net, and Garfiel's will was scratched.

It is only natural that he then turns depressing emotions into anger and hates Subaru.

Without Ram and the persuasion of his sister, Frederica, Garfield might not have made the kind of choice to join the Emilia faction, even if only in form.

It became such a gateway to Garfield's anger, but it's a newly entered Reinhardt.

In other words, I guess Garfiel's most unforgivable was his lack of power.

Garfiel, who scratches to be strong in his grudges, has learned the strength of 'Sword Saint' as a definite goal, creating a slight sign of change.

That may eventually bring the day to an answer that was not obtained in the 'sanctuary'.

"Well, if you can break it with me a little bit, I'll be happy."

"Your feelings don't go far. You don't have to rush."

To Subaru's passive conclusion, Reinhardt shook his head sideways to comfort him. Then the red-haired knight turned his eyes toward the mansion,

"I want you to leave Garfield to me for a while now.... if you can still count on me for not earning Master Felt's trust."

"Don't be humble. If you can't believe me, who can I trust? I hope so."

"Okay. Then you do what you have to do. - That's my job as a knight."

Only in the last sentence, Reinhardt had special emotions.

"One Knight," it is only permissible in a subordinate relationship to a pattern tied together in the strongest bond. Reinhardt couldn't be that of Felt.

I don't want Subaru to feel that way.

I'll see you later.

Such a sentiment does not give a shard any expression, and Reinhardt leaves the garden with a tap on Subaru's shoulder. Under his feet as he walks away, on the lawn that should have been dented, there is no trace of the earlier battle without fine dust.

Standing on the restored lawn, Subaru sighs, making sure Reinhardt is completely gone from the garden.

"I left Garfield to you..."

'That was quite the act that went into the hall. You've got a lot on your mind. "

――――

Even then, I heard the witch who broke the pact. but Subaru no longer says anything.

You received that silence as permission, while Echidna skipped the wave of thought over the crystalline stone.

'It's your freedom to pity Garfield. But we should have discussed solving the' sanctuary 'problem thoroughly. You've tried so many times, you've chosen the best. I didn't hurt anyone, I didn't let anyone die... I finally saved everyone's life. Wouldn't you?

"I know. So I guess you didn't say anything."

"You don't have to feel guilty about Reinhardt either. In the first place, that girl - Felt shouldn't have been riding against the king's race. So I offered you a retrogression-free escape route. By now, I'll be living peacefully with that giant old man in Calaraghi."

――――

Comfort Natsuki Subaru's choice so that Echidna carefully and carefully turns the sore lid.

Garfield's stagnation, Reinhardt's distress - it's all the result of Subaru's choice.

I still don't mind about Garfield. That was the process needed to solve the 'sanctuary' problem without sacrifice. Except for Reinhardt.

It was entirely Natsuki Subaru's plot that separated him from his master. Bullets and contempt are inevitable if the facts are known. That's the plan.

But...

"You needed strength to get rid of the evil intentions of witchcraft targeting Emilia. Nobody can be saved by beauty. You just made the right choice. '

"Shut up."

"It was only with that choice that I could have saved Pristella in peace. How much could you have fought without Reinhardt against the disaster that hit that Watergate city?

――――

"Regardless, the power gathered on that spot could have been repelled by different means. But it is indisputable that he was able to repel multiple Bishops of the Great Crimes without taking just one victim in all those big incidents, and that is why he had Reinhardt before the incident '

Echidna's words, which can be overlaid, seem to comfort Subaru and continue to produce the opposite result.

It is a blade of words that will descend again and again to justify the deed.

Isn't that the true aim of tearing Subaru's heart to pieces, so precisely that it makes him think so, that the blade of words chops up Natsuki Subaru's deeds, deceptions.

No matter how many, dozens, hundreds, or repetitions, it wasn't enough.

I was overwhelmingly underpowered. And that power could never be compensated by Natsuki Subaru's experience alone, which kept repeating 'Back to Death'.

Memories and experiences of the future, hopelessness that could not be overshadowed by it alone, existed in this world. Even so, if we could have compromised, we could have overcome the ordeal.

But Subaru could not be strong and weak enough to tolerate sacrifice at our mercy.

If we accept giving up, tolerate compromise, and turn a blind eye to sacrifice, it makes no sense.

Stop putting your own life on the scale and it makes no sense that you took the witch's hand.

So I ran to get the strength I needed, to scratch the strength I needed.

The result put the strongest sword on his side, Reinhardt van Astrea.

The departure from the king's race for Felt, which is necessary for this purpose - I have no energy to tell you all about how many trials and errors I have made in order to realize that event.

Hostilities with Reinhardt, scattered before that sword, were also not advantageous in ten or twenty.

Still, in the end, in peace, without sacrificing anyone, it was accomplished.

Only the result is salvation for Natsuki Subaru.

No matter how much your heart is broken, if only your life could be saved...

"There is life. If there is life, there is a future. If there is a future, there is hope. If there is hope, it is possible. If it's possible..."

"- People are saved. You're right. Not wrong. I guarantee it."

"I don't need your assurance..."

Subaru admonishes himself, arouses himself, and speaks of his underlying thoughts.

The witch affirmed, understood, shared and praised it.

It is also true that whilst responding evilly to that word, it is saved by the words of the witch.

Life, life.

As long as I have my life, I can start over again. Possible. Connect hope.

Sacrifice is life other than Subaru. If anything other than Subaru's life is protected, which has ceased to be included in all accounts, it is always worth constantly challenging 'Back to Death'.

- Even if what I want to save cries, I want to save it.

That is the saving of Subaru, who decided to accomplish it by grabbing the witch's hand.

With the brutal comfort of the witch, Subaru leaves the courtyard behind.

Morning auditions for Reinhardt and Garfield, it was actually an event unrelated to Subaru's routine to see it through.

That I just happened to pass by that scene and had to speak up as a result.

The real routine for Subaru will now take place in the mansion's library.

"- Beatrice. Get out of my way."

At the deepest end of the east wing of the mansion, its library is neatly present.

If you push open the heavy doors of both openings, the first thing that overflows from the inside is the overwhelming smell of paper. In the room, illuminated by the blurry light of magic, the bookcase is pushed in only narrowly, all filled tightly with thick books.

That's the same amount of books that once existed in the Forbidden Library, yes.

So I guess so.

I know this place isn't the 'no book' I'm supposed to protect, but the girl still keeps sitting here because she sees a scale of where she once was.

――――

Behind the dim room, in the corner of the library, is a girl holding her knees.

Shortly after entering the room, it was her fixed position sitting on a wooden stepladder. The discomfort continues to smoke in Subaru, becoming an indelible lump, even though its memory is still so clear that it has been squatting longer.

Beatrice is squatting with her forehead pressed against her knees as she remains in the same dress outfit. Remaining in that posture, the girl does not respond to the presence or voice of Subaru entering the room one by one.

However, it was clear from the fact that I wasn't asleep was so powerful that I held that little body tightly, my fingers, that it turned white.

Beatrice, who used to look grumpy and still greeted Subaru in the name of the scribe in grandeur.

There is no shadow to see that Rin, backed by complacency and responsibility.

Svalbard blinks away the emotion of spending only a moment of his chest, narrowing his eyes to what such a girl looks like. Then he made a bright smile at the fool and opened the curtains in the library.

Unlike a forbidden library, this is a physically present space. Naturally, with windows, doors can't be a junction that refuses to break in. So...

"Hey, Bear. It's a good morning. There's a nice breeze. Isn't it time to stop pulling into the moldy room and play well outside?

――――

"If you don't want to play outside and muddy your dress, let's at least have dinner with everyone. Come out to the dining room like before. It's not that hard, is it?

――――

The curtains open and the light of day pours out the window into the library.

Beatrice kept silent with her face down in the sun and Subaru's call to laugh at the dawn. The arm holding the knee left the girl tied, and that seemed as if Subaru was punishing herself.

"Hey, Bear..."

"... please shut up."

――――

I couldn't see that, and Beatrice suddenly said to Subaru, who tried to walk over.

Her voice sank heavily, and on top of that, even plundered. But Subaru gets relief from such a voice. Because even listening to a voice was rarely the case these days.

If the days of sinking and not exchanging a word go on forever, even words of rejection and denial will be directly connected to joy.

With such a subaru inner space, Beatrice keeps her face up.

"Betty, I'm tired. Have you given up yet? Mother's, against your word... broke your contract... and yet you still survive... why?"

"Beatrice......"

"At that time, if you abandon me... why did you come to help me?... nobody, you, you, not 'the person'...!

It's indelible resentment, it's indelible resentment, it's unacceptable repentance -.

It's the thought Beatrice has held alone for four hundred years and her epic readiness to let go of that thought, her hatred for stepping on it and being trampled on.

In the forbidden library, the Spirit, prepared to renounce his mission, was brought to life, however, in readiness and in the back.

It was a long time, unlike what I wanted, that gave her raw time for no good reason.

The forbidden library was lost with the burning mansion and her place was lost forever.

Still, Beatrice gives up her mission and doesn't forget the facts she threw out.

The matter continues to remain indelibly wounded in her mind with a strong sense of responsibility.

That's so much so that since that burning night in the forbidden library, I've been forced to squat in the corner of the library and cry all the time.

Still...

"-! Get off me! Let go of me! Betty, touch me!

I can't watch it get smaller, and Subaru hugs me to wrap his squatting body around it.

Turning her voice back to that embrace, Beatrice put her nails up on Subaru's neck muscles, stripping away her disgust and anger. I get caught up in the carelessness, and a bloody Shizuku floats in my wound. Still, I won't let you go.

I hugged my trembling little body to comfort me.

But maybe what I really wanted to be comforted by doing so was Subaru.

"I wonder why you're here to see me......! You, you...!

"That's how you hit me eight times. We'll go through it as many times as we can. The fire of regret, which doesn't seem to go out now, could go out one day if you keep spitting it out"

"It's not supposed to disappear...! Betty!"

"I'm glad you're alive. So I'm waiting for you to bloat and stand in front of me again one day. - That expectation, too, because you lived."

"-"

Peacefully and as sincerely as possible, Beatrice's resistance ceased.

As it were, Beatrice turned into a grumpy face, crying like she wasn't here. That was a sign that we were no longer able to continue our conversation.

- Once every two weeks, the exchange of eclampsia and relief exchanged between Subaru and Beatrice.

Releasing her hugging arm, Beatrice again presses her forehead against the knee she holds. Subaru can't say anything more to the girl who leans down and traps herself in her shell.

Subaru's words remain incapable of opening the gate of Beatrice's hard heart.

Still, if you keep knocking on the gate so many times, you may eventually be opened. - That's a believable possibility, that's what hope is.

"... at that time, I wish I could have said 'the person' even if I was lying"

That's what Subaru says as he leaves Beatrice and leaves the library, keeping his back on the door.

Beatrice crushed, hoping for 'the man' in the raid on the mansion and the presence of Subaru. She prepared herself for the end of her long mission, shattering both its brittle expectations and its sad renunciation.

For four hundred years, should Subaru have deceived the 'person' because he could have lied to the girl who was anxious to visit the 'person' who could have dawned on the forbidden library?

Would that have allowed her mind to be protected without being scorched along with that burnt out library?

"The fact that the forbidden library has been lost is irrevocable. The fact that that knowledge disappeared without being passed on is hateful to me, but I can't help it. It should be more important to you that Beatrice's life has been saved than knowledge."

"It's out of line for you to say that. You're the only one who can't say that."

Echidna, who stays in the world of dreams, pleads against Subaru, who leaves untrained in the passing hours.

But isn't that echidna the tenant who entrusted Beatrice with the forbidden library and allowed him to spend four hundred years of barren time?

As a result of Echidna's ordained role, Beatrice's heart was crushed and scattered.

And yet...

"If you hadn't told him to wait for 'the person'...!

'I hope you wait. Whatever that is, isn't it a change of logic? I had a good reason, and I needed to. Of course, I'm responsible for Beatrice's long solitude for that. But by no means did I try to impose my misfortune on her. I want you to know that.'

"Gu..."

In response to Echidna's objection, Subaru mumbles consciously about his eight hits.

The witch's words are right. In the end, Subaru's only blame here for Echidna is pushing the shift of responsibility for something he couldn't do.

"... who was' the person 'after all"

'Unfortunately, I won't reveal that from my mouth. There's no point in discussing that, either, than the forbidden library has been lost. Assuming we find that person, he won't know about it anymore.'

"Him... you mean a man"

"- Did this slip your mouth? But there's no way to find them. In the first place, if you find it, what do you want to do? You want me to see Beatrice? Or do you want to impose sanctions in some way? If so, for what sin? Even though the person in question does not have the opportunity to become aware already, he or she cannot judge someone for a crime that does not exist. And you don't have time for that."

Silence, Subaru tongues at Echidna's valvular technique that doesn't make him think so.

As a matter of fact, everything the witch says is right. I can't find it. I can't judge you. Subaru doesn't have time for that.

"Beatrice did have a pitiful time. But that's no reason to be promised that the future will be the same. I didn't want to, but you said so."

――――

"Even if he was now beaten to regret, there comes a time when any of that child will be freed. When that happens, someone has to accept her. Someone can be you, or someone else, even if it's not you. That's the possibility of being alive. '

That was a trick.

That was a good take on the body.

But there is no doubt about it, and there is hope.

That sounds like Echidna's sweetheart, but it's a possibility that Subaru has to believe.

So Subaru can't deny her claim, no matter how clear she sees that the witch connected by the covenant is just messing with words. Shut up and lean on me.

To her being the only accomplice and constantly making Subaru aware of his sins and not forgetting them.

It's a parallel line.

"Oh, that's a parallel line."

In the end, that's how we end up talking about how Subaru and Echidna face their sins.

I entrust hope to the future and wait for the visit of the day when it reaches its ideals, believing that there is a way to possibilities.

No matter how many chances you get, Subaru will still get to this place.

From the burning mansion, I want Beatrice, desperate to stay, to let the girl lose her forbidden library, but to live, knowing that the days of crying will continue.

No Subaru could find a way to rescue Beatrice without letting anyone die in a world of trial and error and repetition of thousands.

That's how you keep walking everywhere and everywhere, self-sufficient with hope.

Saved, saved.

Let that word feed the future, and pray that possibilities sprout, even today.

"Ooh, isn't it Subaru who's there? Welcome home from Beatrice's?

――――

Huh, Subaru stopped reflexively with a voice on his back walking down the hallway.

From the tone and sound of that voice, I immediately think of who they are. So I regretted that I stopped, but I couldn't ignore the fact that I stopped.

Turning reluctantly, the opponent was sitting quietly directly behind Subaru.

"Roswar, huh?"

"Yeah, I suppose so. Good morning. Who's Beatrice this morning?

"... I wonder if you've spoken to me in a while. Well, progress begs for the future."

"I see.... apparently, they did it so tightly"

It was Roswar who narrowed his eyes from left to right to answer the flashy Subaru answer.

The gaze is toward Subaru's neck and cheek. Earlier there, there was a scratch painfully left with Beatrice's nails up.

"Raw hatred, very unsuitable for treating wounds. That wound is unlikely to heal either. Only Beatrice and Garfield and Emilia can use the cure."

"The former two are a little harsh. Asking Emilia... well, think about it"

"If you say so, you'll be happy to cure me. Or maybe it's more comforting to you now that your wound hurts."

――――

In lieu of the heavy-mouthed Subaru, Roswar's tongue, which speaks to rap, is sharp. Especially if Subaru narrowed his eyes to the last word, its contents, Roswar shrugged his shoulders with a cloistered trick.

A costume peculiar to the makeup of the dodo, a rosewar whose appearance and behavior remain the same as before, but still has a decidedly different part.

The way you treat Subaru, your attitude, the definite respect behind them.

That was a testament to Roswar's finding the existence of Natsuki Subaru useful even without attempting to do so.

"But don't worry. If you take the time, you'll find a breakthrough. Whatever the way it is, you're obsessed with getting the best out of it. If you wish to save Beatrice's heart, I'm sure you can have that method in hand as well. There's no rush."

"It's a lot easier said to me. It's not such a convenient story."

"Be modest. - Plus, I don't think it's easy. That fact just doesn't cloud your previous accomplishments, that's all the story"

With all due respect, Roswar praises Subaru for his achievements head-on.

As a matter of fact, only Ekidna, who is in a contractual relationship with Subaru, grasps Subaru's alien powers as being 'back to death'. but it is Roswar who grasps the analogous' redo 'alienation and appreciates merit along with that fact.

It is Roswar who most appreciates Subaru in the right sense than Echidna has no real power, it is no exaggeration to assert so.

"The king's capital, my mansion, the king's capital again. And" Sanctuary, "Pristella. - You have never taken away one thing before, and you have been there until today. That is an indisputable achievement and must be the feat you have accomplished. Soon, you will surely fulfill my grief as well. I spare no cooperation for that. Take full advantage."

"You're optimistic.... you can't be sure I'm going to dance with your palms."

"But you crave dragon blood. Otherwise, that girl - Rem won't wake up. As long as there is that conclusion, you make Emilia king. Right?"

Low, exploring Roswar's eyes, Subaru also glances back with ruthless eyes.

It's a cooperative relationship between each other, grasping each other's steeple, on a dangerous scaffold.

Roswar has a purpose he wants to accomplish by using Subaru's "Back to Death," and intends to direct Subaru to a situation where he has to fulfill it in disintegration.

And Subaru, knowing the thought, must proceed according to his thoughts in order to rescue Rem, who still sleeps.

"What, it's never gonna be a bad deal. You make your, I make mine, whatever you want to make happen. Use each other for that. That's all."

――――

"My powers should be useful. For this time, I spent four hundred years. For me, just as your power is,"

Subaru cannot dispute that Roswar's certainty.

That has been the answer for a long time, since I learned of Roswar's betrayal in The Sanctuary. The Svalbards cannot lack the presence of Roswar, either for the sake of the king's election or as a means of counteracting the obstacles that seek to hinder his steps.

Even if he is planning to use Subaru and fulfill his wishes.

"If you were more honest and genuine and said what you wanted, I might be able to work with you without being so stubborn."

"Unfortunately, that probably won't happen. You don't choose it."

To alleviate the sense of urgency at all, Roswar trumps the Subaru he tries to walk by. If Subaru rounded his eyes to its contents, Roswar would laugh demonically,

"Even more so if you're unconscious. You must do everything in your power to push your top priorities forward. If you decide it can be a disorder to do so, or a cause to pull your leg off, you will easily truncate whatever the circumstances may be. I can do that, I can do it. Yes, I've already made up my mind. So you became my trump card."

――――

"Isn't that nice? I'm mine, you're yours, make your wish come true as you please. If it doesn't get there, it's just not enough for those who didn't get it."

"... oh well"

Mad obsession, we already know that supports Roswar. And also the fact that he doesn't intend to reveal where that root thing is coming from.

Understanding all that, Subaru broke up his conversation with Roswar and walked out. to an attitude that shows the disconnection of its heart, Rosewar remains at a standstill,

"Oh, yeah, yeah. Right now, there's a ram in Rem's room. I'll tell him."

――――

Answering nothing to it, Subaru turned the corner and escaped his gaze.

"Thank you for taking the time to take my feet for my wonder sister, Master Natsuki Subaru"

It may be more accurate since the covenant in the 'Sanctuary', or since the way Natsuki Subaru was established.

It was inevitable that countless changes would come, both in the mansion and externally, of which her change might be arguably one of the greatest.

Towards Subaru, who entered the room, it was the maid with peachy hair who broke her hips deeply.

The statement at the beginning is indisputable and spoken by that lamb.

She was as picturesque a character as Arrogant Shore Disgrace, but her attitude to Subaru has changed dramatically now that she has survived the events of the 'Sanctuary' and various events since then.

"I'm not used to that attitude."

"... overlapping, I apologize for my previous disrespect. Lam's ignorance and unconsciousness caused Natsuki Subaru a great deal of trouble. But that will never happen in the future, as Roswar and Emilia have offered to pay the utmost respect to Natsuki Subaru. Rest assured."

Without changing his expression, Ram answers Subaru that way with the work of the perfect samurai.

The familiarity of the past with that attitude and the proximity of the distance, which can be called familiarity, do not leave any fine dust. That's a wall - no, if it's a wall, we can get over it. But there's no way to get over it. It's more accurate, like, the separation of the world, not the wall.

Lamb who is heartbroken by Roswar and respects the way he is. The value of Subaru's existence also changed dramatically in the ram, as Roswar changed the way he treated Subaru.

The result is her attitude toward Subaru as a subject of respect.

Off his gaze from such a ram, Subaru sees the center of the room - the reason why he took a trip to this room, the blue-haired girl sleeping on the sleeping table.

She lays on her back, and she hasn't changed for more than two years now - it's Rem.

Only time relentlessly leaves her, sworn to awaken her, and unreached to the certainty of fulfilling that vow.

"What's wrong with Rem?

"There isn't. Still, stay asleep... With so many problems bothering my head, I rub my mind on Lamb's stupid sister and have no words."

"Don't put it that way. Rem...... Thinking about Rem is never in vain. Never again."

"- Yes."

Tough, I can tell you that. Ram responded briefly to Subaru.

There is no discontent, no dissatisfaction, no relief, no gratitude. Sister, against Rem calling it that, Ram has no real sense or understanding. She formally admits Lem as her sister, but inside of her, she probably already has no place for Lem.

Her heart has totally been based solely on her loyalty to Roswar.

It is strongly influenced by Subaru's deeds, which rode Roswar's thoughts and made the choice that would turn down Ram's wish.

Will my sister's place return to her heart, even if Rem wakes up?

Can the sisters go back to the sister they loved so much, to the sister they drowned so much?

"Eh. Ram, I'm sorry, but leave me and Rem alone."

"... Yes, I did. Call me when you need me."

Biting his teeth at the zogging imagination, Subaru was terrified to be in the room with Ram. While the tremor miraculously fails to speak, it drives her presence away from this place.

Fortunately, Ram left the room quietly, not disputing Subaru's words, leaving only Cartesy gracefully. So, there's only two of us left in the room, Subaru and Rem.

"... rem"

――――

The girl who lies on the sleeping table and breathes repeatedly that can't even sleep does not reply. It's just a sign that its breasts rise and fall slightly and that warm, bloody bodies are the only signs of life if you touch them.

Taking a leg to this place, always holding its hand, to ascertain its weak pulse is all Subaru can do to Rem, everything when Subaru comforts himself with his forgiveness.

"... echidna"

- It's rare to call from you.

Echidna responds to Subaru's call to sit by the bed and hold Rem's hand. The witch, who seemed conscious of not being called and of starting to talk even if she was not called, quietly waited for Subaru's words, immersed in the warm water of her emotions.

Eventually, would the silence have lasted more than a dozen seconds, or minutes?

"Way to wake Rem up, like I said before, huh?

'Oh. Questioning the Cardinal Bishop of' bulimia ', who caused her to sleep. However, I have to say that this is unlikely. It's hard to find them, and even if you catch them, there's a way to break their mouth... if you can only make contact, it might be easy to find a way to break their mouth, if you have your strength.'

"Oh, yeah. I suppose so. If you find them, catch them, and let them crack your mouth, you can wake up Rem, tens of thousands of times, I can challenge them. Yet..."

I can't find it. The Bishop of the Great Crimes of 'Rapture' doesn't show up hateful blasphemers.

Even when the Watergate city of Pristella had all the Cardinal Bishops of 'Anger', 'Sexual Lust' and 'Greed', the Cardinal Bishop of 'Rapture' at heart did not show up.

Why, why, why, why...

"If 'bulimia' doesn't work, what about the Tower of the Wise? I know everything, if 'Sage' Chaura..."

'As a witch, I assure you. Even if you go to the Preades Tower, you will only be wasting your time. [M]' Sage 'does not live up to your expectations. On the contrary, it is even possible that' Sage 'will not tolerate your presence. You don't want to die in vain.'

be denied. be denied. Natsuki Subaru's wish is the politeness of The Witch of Greed.

You can't find the Bishop of the Great Sin of 'bulimia', and the presence of 'wise men' will not help you, it will be a blockage. If so, what can I do...

- That's why you have to get dragon blood.

"With dragon blood, you can awaken Rem"

"That's the dragon. With the all-powerful power of that blood, you can do enough to free the soul of a girl imprisoned in her sleep."

Echidna's words are just speculation. But it was a sure guess.

Clear words are in an attitude of avoidance, but the witch's words sound pretty powerful. So Subaru can believe that's the way to save Rem.

Dragon blood, that is one of the treasures supposedly given to the Kingdom of Lugnica by the 'Divine Dragon' Volcanica.

The possibility to bring abundance to the earth, to turn away all pathologies and to bring miracles.

Only being in the most honorable position in the kingdom can take advantage of it.

I mean, its existence...

"If you get the throne, it will arrive"

"Even so. That's why you have to make Emilia king.

――――

"Supporting Emilia, supporting her, and saving those who want to save her, make her king. And by getting the dragon's blood, for the first time, you can save Rem '

Echidna's words creep into Subaru's brain like poison.

Emilia needs to be king in order to save Rem. Making Emilia king, fulfilling Emilia's wishes, is one of the purposes that Subaru wants to fulfill by offering himself.

Hooray. Supporting Emilia leads to saving Rem.

To make Emilia king, to save Rem.

As a result, Rem is saved thanks to Subaru's desire to make Emilia king.

So...

"So..."

"Stop it, you idiot.... so don't make me shake my mind every time something happens. Why are you trying to lower Emilia in me like that?"

"I don't mean to, do I?

"You're not convincing. I've had this conversation over and over again, dozens, hundreds of times."

It is that, as if to brainwash Subaru's heart, the witch pours out the poison from time to time.

Like trying to replace Subaru's purpose and make Emilia despise her worth. But that's an indelible line for Subaru. If you make a difference there, Natsuki Subaru loses eligibility to trample his own corpse, which he has sacrificed so far.

"You're not supposed to pinch your personal feelings. Whatever you have in Emilia."

'It's a misunderstanding. Well, no matter how much you say it, you don't believe it,' cause this is a parallel line, too. '

"Repeated exchanges are often said to be parallel lines."

This is how the cooperative relationship with Echidna is unconcerned.

The witch names Subaru's accomplices and contributes to Subaru in the form of lending wisdom as a fact, while plotting to use not only Subaru's 'Back to Death', but even Subaru's way.

Most importantly, thanks to the sweetness of the filling, the poison fangs have not arrived.

"I get dragon blood. By making Emilia king. - But that's not about helping Rem. Making Emilia king leads to saving Rem, my first endeavor remains the same. There, you can't go wrong."

'Oh my goodness. Sometimes you dance like it's convenient for me, but you don't complain. If you don't show me some gaps, you won't look like a witch.'

"The stuffing is sweet.... than that, you probably have a sweet root. You're not good enough to be a villain. I'm glad to hear that."

"I see. I'll keep it in my liver."

Explained the cause of defeat, Echidna accepts it sooner or later. I probably can't do that to her, even if I try to use that next in my lesson.

Because nature doesn't change that easily. Because it's not something you can change.

Like Natsuki Subaru is Natsuki Subaru no matter how far you go.

"The Witch of Greed" Echidna is also only possible in "The Witch of Greed" Echidna.

The only way to live is to use weapons that can't be changed no matter what.

Because life is the only way to compete with distributed cards.

"- Rem, wait. Always, I'll wake you up. For that."

- No matter how many times you die.

That is a wager that I am not prepared to exaggerate and is too light to offer.

No matter how much you throw down, you keep paying for your never-ending life. If that eventually leads to awakening, there is no regret whatsoever.

That's it, that's it, that's it, that's it.

- Explore Beatrice's library, Rem's bedroom, where he reaches the end of his routine.

To the door of the closed room, Subaru sent a knock at ease. Then there is a knock from the inside in return immediately. Not a reply, Knock.

In response, Subaru knocked on top of each other. Then, the opponent knocks immediately too. This one's a loser and a knock. The opponent also loses and knocks. Knock, knock, knock...

"- How long have you been doing this already! Wow, I'm gonna kick your ass."

And it was the lord of the room who ran out of patience first.

The door opened from the inside, and it was the beautiful girl with the purple blue eyes with silver hair who showed her face - it was a manifestation of supreme beauty that would never cease to fascinate all things.

If such Emilia showed her face as she swelled her reddish cheeks, she felt more pronounced pity than beauty, and Subaru erupted unexpectedly.

"Oh, why did you laugh? No more Subaru otanconas"

"You don't ask about Otanconas. Emilia Tan said she started knocking back first. I just got on with it."

"That's how I say it. Hmm, nothing good. Then I'm just not letting you in my room about Subaru."

To the words of Subaru, who laughed naggingly, Emilia tries to close the door with a stubborn face. Subaru rushed to get his hands in the door gap to see how it...

"Ahhh!

"Ah! Subaru, it's okay!?

With his fingers pinched, Emilia jumps up to Subaru screaming exaggerated. hurried out of the room, she hurriedly grabbed Subaru's right hand complaining of sharp pain,

"Ham"

"What, Emilia Tan!? Kind of bold, huh?!?

"Hikara, Fuho, Hikaru, Hikaru"

What are you talking about, but I get barometric pressure from Emilia's sword screen sharpening her purple blue eyes.

Its Emilia's thin lips wrap around the fingers of the reddish Subaru's right hand. Inside his soft lips, he found a peachy tongue with Emilia's fever gently smearing the paralyzing pain of Subaru's fingers.

I can feel it, and a glossy tremor runs down Subaru's spine.

"Hmm... I guess it's okay, Subaru, it doesn't hurt...... why is your face so bright red?

"Why can't we help ourselves boyishly, or are we haunted by unexpected developments... No, I'm fine. Thank you. Now I can do it."

"-? I don't know, 'cause I'm gonna cure magic, right?

Emilia puzzled face at Subaru with her fingers lifted and her head lowered. But as soon as she switched consciousness, she healed with light blue fluctuations on that finger of Subaru.

The pain that was soothing with Emilia's tongue is completely healed by its healing magic. All you have to do is get wet fingers in her saliva, how Subaru treats them, that's all.

"Wipe with clothes...... no, I feel like that's a waste. or is it just too advanced to lick this grandiose......!? But if I miss this opportunity..."

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's filthy with spit, isn't it? Cuckoo, yes, beautiful"

"Shit -!? It was a time-limited option -!?"

Emilia is delighted not to notice the stunned Subaru and wiped her fingers with a handkerchief. Then she sends her gaze to Subaru's neck, blinking her eyes.

There are untreated, Beatrice scratches left there. Remarkably aware of that, Emilia gently touched the wound with her white fingers,

"Subaru, it looks painful. What's wrong with this wound?

"Oh, oh, this? This is a bit of a hook on the way..."

"Shh."

It blocks Subaru's words, which he tries to fix, and makes Emilia seem short.

With her wide, round eyes open, she stroked Subaru's wound with her fingers over and over again, eventually squeaking pompously.

- It must be Beatrice.

The moment I said so, Emilia's voice was frozen emotionally.

Shortly afterwards, it was a vast amount of white power that burst from Emilia's body. It sweeps the hallway of the mansion in one piece and is stroked by the cold air that makes Subaru's skin burn.

Feeling the air freeze and make a murmuring noise, Subaru panicked,

"Emilia! Emilia, calm down! It's okay, 'cause it's okay!

――――

"Emilia! Look at me, right here!

"-"

Stretch your arms forcefully, scratch her thin body abusively, and speak up.

Calling Emilia's name many times in her ear, Subaru shouted, breathlessly close, reflecting herself in those purple blue eyes.

In that voice, Emilia's blurry eyes focus and her voice leaks.

For a moment, the cold air spread all over the top floor of the mansion fogged up, and the overwhelming pressure surrounding the entire body disappeared, returning to normal.

"Oh, it was dangerous. Almost there, Reinhardt rushes..."

"Wah, me, now, eh...?

"It's okay, it's okay. Emilia, you're a good girl. You're a good girl. You're nothing."

Bring your eyes to black and white, match Emilia as she enters the spot, and Subaru also sits down. With a head the situation hasn't swallowed, Subaru slaps that back again and again to calm down.

Gradually Emilia's breathing settled, and when she looked at the face of Nanny and Subaru,

"Oh, I'm sorry? Me, in the weird wind again..."

"Fine. Emilia, the trouble you can cause is not annoying. This is the role I want to take on. Don't worry."

"... yeah"

To the words of Subaru who speaks, Emilia snorts, frowning at her thoughts.

Subaru will not let go of that body until that mind reaches peace in the true sense.

- Emilia's emotional instability is influenced by the fact that she was unable to cross the 'trials' in the 'sanctuary'.

I don't know what she saw in the first 'trials', trials that glimpse her past after all.

However, those harsh memories broke Emilia's heart and frustrated her strength to stand up. And without being able to overcome it, the 'trial' is ended by Subaru's hand.

Therefore Emilia's walk may still remain imprisoned inside that cemetery.

But no matter how much she refuses and mourns, time goes on without stopping. And no one will forgive her for stagnating, the world, the surroundings.

So Subaru continues to hold Emilia's hand as she stops.

"I'm sorry, Subaru. Me, I bothered Subaru again..."

"It's okay, no-pro, no problem. Rather, it feels very welcome."

"... heh, Subaru. Mm, thanks. It's okay, I'm calm."

There is a frequent embrace, and Emilia lifts her face out of Subaru's chest. As her warmth soared apart, Subaru pointed her lips remnantly.

"Too bad. I wish I'd enjoyed the softness of Emilia Tan."

"Uh, should I? If Subaru wants me to, I will."

"No, no, I'm fine. This kind of thing is a trick that lasts a long time to put up with as little as it takes. If you keep feeding until you're full, that's just livestock. I'd rather be a wolf for my own prey than a pig for my own sake."

"Maybe. I also think Subaru is closer to dogs than pigs."

"When you're a pig and a dog, you talk differently again!?

Subaru appeases to Emilia, who has regained her grin, as she exchanges a dull exchange.

Fortunately, he seems to have forgotten about the upset of the wound earlier, which is reassuring.

"It's hard to see."

"Shut up."

"Huh?"

"Oh, Emilia, I didn't tell you. Sorry, solo."

I surprise Emilia by reflexively saying back to the wave of thought plugged into the pretend.

Thought waves over crystalline stones naturally only reach Subaru. To the state of Emilia in front of me, the echidna, whose disgust and disgust threw up in dew, its scorn and ridicule, can only reach Subaru.

"So, should I shut up? If Subaru prefers it, I'll try my best to be quiet..."

"No! I'm fine, why don't we talk a lot? You can talk to me."

"... really?

Anxiously, Emilia's purple blue eyes begin to moisturize. And when Subaru nodded, Emilia had a ho appeased face, laying her own hand on Subaru's hand,

"So tell me, Subaru. - Me, what should I do today?

――――

"Yesterday, I was studying in my room all the time as I could properly say. Something Svalbard would definitely say. So tell me what to do?

- I'll do what Subaru says, if Subaru is sure, I believe Subaru.

To the words of Emilia, Subaru struggled to prevent the smiling mask from peeling off.

The smile practiced in front of the mirror, the aggregation of which is exerted here. Thanks to this, Emilia waits with her eyes shining on Subaru's words in anticipation, without distrust.

Frustrated by crossing the 'trials' of the cemetery, Emilia tries to protect its mind by relying entirely on Subaru.

Naturally.

By using the power of "Back to Death," Subaru has perfectly eliminated all obstacles that stand in front of Emilia. The good thing Emilia didn't defy Subaru's words, mistakenly believing that she had gained trust, has been doing this all along.

It wasn't until after I realized that Emilia's heart was adamant in Subaru's existence and in a state of terrible instability that I could no longer return to the 'sanctuary' no matter how much I 'went back to death'.

Still, Subaru doesn't think this situation sucks.

"Then do Emilia a favor. For today, it's the same as yesterday and a continuation of my studies! When you do something big again, I'll let you know in advance."

"Like Pristella or something?

"Yes, like Pristella or something. Until then, keep your English alive. Just in case, elevating yourself is the most important thing for Emilia today."

"Mmm, yes, I get it, Dr. Subaru! I'll do as I can properly say. So..."

Emilia also tunes in with Norinoli to Subaru, who puts in some teared play. Emilia, who received an order in a salutation-like manoeuvre, hesitated to speak only a few words at the end,

"- So, if you can do it right, head, stroke me?

――――

Emilia spying on Subaru in her ascendancy, anxiously, shy mouth.

Subaru was breathtaking in its appearance and stagnation was created only for a moment. It's not hard to imagine that if that moment went on for just a few more moments, hopelessness would have passed in Emilia's eyes.

But fortunately, Subaru made a smile before it did,

"It's obvious, right? Instead, I'm the one asking you, Emilia, as much as you want to legally touch your hair?

"-? If Subaru wants to touch it, I'll let him touch it whenever he wants..."

"Oh, my God! That's a reward too, so no. When something good happens, that's the promise. Emilia, I'm with you. OK?"

"Mm-hmm."

Thumbs up, Emilia also followed and nodded to confirm Subaru glowing her teeth. Then she unfortunately stayed on top of Subaru's hand and her own -

Then you're back in your room.

"Oh, I'll let Petra carry the rice, so let's eat together"

"Yeah, I'm waiting. I'll see you later."

Waving, Emilia returns to the room. - Seeing the shortened silver hair shake in loneliness, Subaru managed to sigh until the end.

Eventually the door closes with a sound and the connection between Subaru and Emilia is physically cut off.

"At all, there are limits to ugliness"

――――

As soon as you can no longer see Emilia, Echidna begins to be evil. Subaru answers nothing to that disgusting word of hers.

Not exchanging words, that's what I learned in dating Echidna, how to deal with her spicy against Emilia.

I won't talk, I won't let you talk.

To Subaru, who pierces that stubborn attitude, the witch also ceases to open her mouth knowing in vain.

As far as Emilia is concerned, Echidna will never guess.

And Emilia's relationship with Subaru doesn't seem the same as before, and it's still separate, and I don't have time to fix it now.

It would be more convenient for you to be a doll.

"-"

The brutal allegations clogged his throat and Subaru regretted his reaction.

That's a word that shouldn't be affirmed, but one that can't be denied.

Preserving lives, safeguarding the future, preserving hope and preserving possibilities.

To that end, it is sacrificing the 'now' of Emilia's heart.

And Svalbard is aware that it will not stay with Emilia alone.

In the dining room, when he declined to join the faction for breakfast, Petra, who was worshipping the diner, looked sorry, but brought the meal for Subaru and Emilia into the room.

During the meal, while following Emilia, who rocks mentally several times, at the end of breakfast, Emilia is honestly on her way to her desk, as Subaru instructed.

"Do exactly what Subaru says and be a fine king."

And, in support of the temperamental Emilia, Subaru leaves her room.

Representing some of Roswar's Lordship duties, Emilia's knowledge in the King's race is not comparable to the beginning of the encounter. The fruits of the efforts are increasingly proven.

But...

'To do anything, I will always seek your leave at the end of the day. You grow up to be a very interesting king. "

"Shut up."

'You also have anxiety about that. I know it's always shaky if you can keep that thing on your throne. But I have to.'

Exodna drains poison into Subaru, who leaves Emilia's room and walks down the hallway of the mansion.

It is a fact that Emilia's spirit has become unstable and her aspirations at the beginning of the King's election have been greatly shaken. Still, she will always be the throne of the Kingdom of Lugnica.

Nothing else, Natsuki Subaru makes me do that.

Repeating 'Back to Death', eliminating all hardships from before her, retreating whatever obstacles stand in her way, Emilia's ambitions are bound to be fulfilled.

And doing so will lead not only to Emilia, but also to saving Rem.

Supports Emilia, saves Rem and keeps those close from suffering. - Isn't that exactly the future Natsuki Subaru contracted with the witch and wanted?

- I'm sorry, Mr. Natsuki. Here's a goodbye.

――――

On the pretend, not the tympanic membrane, a voice shook my memory, and Subaru's leg stopped.

Looking back, there's nobody around. Then I thought it was a witch's bad taste, and it couldn't be her wave of thought either. It's more of a call from memory.

The voice continues.

- I am, Mr. Natsuki. Even this, I thought you were a benefactor. He was a big benefactor, and he wanted to reward it as much as he could, that's what he thought.

The voice continues.

- But I saw your decision and I figured it out. You don't ask for anybody's help, and on the contrary, you try to do everything by yourself, and you can.

The voice continues.

- So this is how I repay my debt. Maybe you'll be desperate to protect everyone nearby, so I'll go down.

The voice continues.

- So, goodbye, Mr. Natsuki. Take care of yourself.

The voice continues.

- I thought you were my friend.

The voice continues.

- You wouldn't have.

"- Huh!"

The moment the last word echoed behind his brain, Subaru slammed his fist against the wall at the mercy of his strength. A hard noise rings in the hallway and Subaru's fist cracks painfully.

Subaru exhaled roughly as he seeped blood into his fist bone and grabbed his head with his opposite hand.

That's Otto Suwen's last words.

After "The Sanctuary," Otto said so and left the mansion, leaving the Warcraft "The Great Raven" and taking Beatrice out of the burning mansion to Subaru, where he cut through all of it with only his own experience.

His back at the time of his departure, more than a year after that, won't disappear.

That's as if you're blaming Subaru for choosing to save everything.

'But I didn't even stop him. In fact, it must have been fortunate for you to have fewer people to protect.'

"No. It's not like I didn't stop you for such a deliberate reason. I just respected his will. He's the one who didn't have a reason to stay here in the first place."

Buying loads and payback for being rescued from witchcraft.

But as for repayment, I don't owe it to you at the time you flew the dragon car and helped me save Emilia, who was supposed to blow up with a time limit device.

If you're loading, you still don't owe me this either when I give you the corresponding amount.

To Otto Suwen, there is no reason to cooperate with the Emilia faction.

If he were to remain here for no reason whatsoever, it would not be established for him, for himself, if he were not in this place, any more reason than to leave to continue the pedestrian.

So I didn't stop him from deciding to leave. Besides, Otto's "Guardianship of the Spirit of the Word" was useful, but it wasn't even a must to win the king's race.

In the first place, the continued involvement of the Emilian faction cannot wipe the danger from two points: the 'king's choice' and the 'witchcraft'. Better to leave here, Otto.

I don't hear any rumors after that, but we've only been dating for about two weeks. It's not even a big deal.

Natsuki Subaru threw his life away, and there are others who must be protected.

――――

Stepping on the dripping blood behind his shoes, Subaru shook his head before walking out.

In this way, too often these days, thoughts are raped by things that can't be helped. It's irritating. angry. Above all, Echidna has a verse that she enjoys it.

There are countless things to think about. I don't have time to fool around in my head.

You have to choose the best, the best, the best, and the maximum.

And yet...

――――

Through the hallway for an early walk, Subaru returns to his room. I couldn't let someone accidentally see my face right now.

Natsuki Subaru is calm, rational, optimistic, and unusual.

As it is, we need everyone in the mansion to believe it.

Otherwise, I can't even protect what I want to protect -.

"- Oh, I seem to have come back in a lot of a hurry."

Subaru looks up to the voice from inside the room the moment he enters the room and locks his back hand.

Seeing that Subaru's excessive reaction, 'Black Woman', who was sitting back on the bed, smiled flashly and gently held up her long dark hair knitted into those three knitted pieces with her hands.

"I thought you were back on time, but you're gonna be in trouble if you look at me like that."

- Elsa.

"Yeah, you're right." The Bowel Hunt, "Elsa Granhilte, as soon as you followed your husband's orders, and thus gave it away. - Was that inconvenient?

Tilting her little neck with a glossy trick like that is Elsa, a beauty wrapped in a black costume that sparingly exposes her feminine body - luscious, but a killer who unleashes the beauty of a venomous snake.

No sound, no sign, Subaru accepts the woman who was ahead of him in the bedroom after he first passed the surprise.

Naturally. She is not the enemy. I'm not on your side to forgive your heart, but I'm still on your side.

Whatever...

"I purposefully helped him until I pulled him out of the burning mansion. Get them to work for that."

"I know. Nothing. I'm not dissatisfied with you, my current employer. I will let you choose my request to the extent that it is not contrary to my taste… so far, I have no complaints."

Elsa laughs as she pulls through the kukli knife on her hips and shows off her blunt glow.

She is currently offered her cooperation as the back of the faction.

Emilia, the head of the faction and an indescribable symbol.

As "Sword Saint," Reinhardt stands out for his unwavering acclaim.

And Natsuki Subaru, who has stopped and overcome numerous difficulties with zero damage.

In lieu of those, bright assessments, Subaru and the others, who cannot move freely, Elsa has many opportunities to get her hands dyed for dirty work. Regardless, when it comes to dirty work, its content is never necessarily despicable -.

"So, how was the tail?

"Unfortunately, there didn't seem to be any 'bulimia' in the base I was taught. All I was there was an elephant witch...... although there was not one left and I was allowed to be free"

"Oh. You can do whatever you want with that. … but come off"

Subaru exhales facially at Elsa's report licking her lips wet on Zhu.

Off, once again, it doesn't arrive. I've hit him many times to catch the Bishop of the Big Sin of 'bulimia', but I can't reach him no matter how I scratch him.

"In the end, did 'Greed' just kill you"

"And 'anger' is caught. I think it's the upper end, but maybe not for you."

"... Anyway, I get the report. For one thing, please wait for me properly again. I'll call you back when I need you to do something."

"Yes. - Well, let's just say you're waiting."

Not fitting Elsa's words, Subaru was able to say just that early. Take it, she rises without the wind she particularly cared about and heads to the window.

Subaru's room is on the third floor of the mansion, but did it come in through the window? Nothing as light as that, no surprise where I did it...

"Oh, wait, Elsa. I need to ask you something."

"-? I don't know if it's hard."

"It's not that big a deal. You, if you came this way from outside... how was the weather across the woods? Were you okay with the rain or something?

"Weather? Yeah, there was nothing wrong with that. The clouds are just a little thick, but you probably don't have to worry about collapsing. Is that it?"

"No..."

Twisting his neck, Subaru looked at his chamber's demonic engraved crystals. The time is already around the hour of fire - seven o'clock on the Sun, when it's already past noon.

That's all I know, Subaru walks over to Elsa with his foot in the window frame,

"I could ask for it. - With that knife, snap my neck."

"- I wonder if you've gone crazy."

"Are you insane? I'm just asking because it's necessary."

Rarely round his eyes to Subaru's remarks, Elsa erupts fierce signs from it. But bathing in it never changes Subaru's attitude.

To its grandeur, Elsa shrugged her shoulders.

"Normally, most people who are decapitated die."

"I think it applies to me, too. I don't know about you."

"Me too, I think I'd die if they dropped my neck.... Are you sure?

"I told you the first time I helped you. - Just one thing unrelated to the request, you listen to me. Now is the time."

Elsa narrowed her eyes much more to Svalbard's attitude, which she wished on top of each other. And she swirls that sharp blade in her palm as she hands her own good Kukli knife,

"What's left to say?

"Don't hurt me."

――――

"Oh, and you can do whatever my bowels are after I die, so don't lay your hands on the mansion humans. Well, put Reinhardt down for that -"

Elsa's arm was cutting the wind before she could say the word out.

Only for a moment, Subaru's vision flips beautifully. As you twirl around, you look around the room, and you see blood spilling over your familiar chamber.

- Oh, cleaning the room, you did something bad to Petra.

And, thinking, Subaru's life plummeted away.

- When waking up from a vain dream, Subaru always tastes a breathless sensation.

But the emancipation from it is early this time.

Perhaps because of the reconstitution of Natsuki Subaru in a different way than the awakening of sleep.

――――

Bouncing his torso rampantly, Subaru puts his hand on the sweaty seeping forehead. Cold That's closer to the sweat that dragged the shock of fate and flowed than sleeping sweat.

Either way, Subaru's body was on his own couch, and the sunlight was slipping through the window.

"Morning, huh?"

Touching the neck that should have been twisted, Subaru slowly rises. He twisted his neck, making sure his head didn't accidentally fall to the floor, while making sure of time with a demonic engraved crystal on the door.

Lightly green crystals indicate that time is early in the morning.

The question is, when is that the morning of...

――――

To make sure of that, Subaru touched his pendant. A black crystal stone was chained together. It's like a bill of passage that connects Subaru's reality to the castle of dreams.

Hot sensations and pulsations flow in from crystalline stones gripped into the palms. If it matches Subaru's heartbeat, visiting is proof of the white light and the world switching.

――――

If you open your eyes, Subaru stands in the middle of that vast meadow again.

Looking back, there was a hill, and under a parasol just beside the garden, I could see a black witch leaning gracefully toward the white table.

Up the hill, heading under the witch.

"Hey, today..."

――――

I laid my hands on the table and bit the witch who continued her graceful tea time. But she answers nothing to it, just quietly letting her finger the front seat.

There are empty seats and cups of tea brewed for visitors. And that's the minimum conditions she offered Subaru to attend a tea party -.

"Shit, you can drink it, but drink it!

Grabbing the cup as he pounds his tongue, Subaru pours its contents down his throat at once. As soon as I did, I peeled my eyes at the heat of freshly brewed tea,

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuu -!?"

"Wow!? Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

"Ugh! This is happening because you play a tricky witch and try to get her to follow troublesome steps... whoa, whoa, whoa!

A servant echidna also takes a seat in a great panic in Subaru, where tea can be refluxed. Then she put her hand on Subaru's back and continued to rub her back until the cough settled.

So, for a while, Subaru did the cheering and then...

"Uh, tea?

"Ha, not this time. Also, even if they spit out their brewed tea because of it, they're no match. And it's pitiful to keep the table dirty."

Echidna shakes her neck sideways at Subaru trying to re-compartmentalize her while wiping her mouth.

When the witch looked at the dirty table with Subaru's spit out tea, she let her fingers ring gently. Then the table is loosened to melt, dust and disappear.

"Oh man, you're also a little on the chair. You're such a sinful man to make me stand up and say that you weren't..."

"We're just talking about throwing up. - More important than that."

Cutting off teasing echidna words, Subaru stands his finger.

There's only one thing I need to make sure of, that's all.

"Today, when? The month of Kisdam, the fourteenth...... So, are you sure?

――――

"Echidna?"

"I was just trying to burn it a little bit. If you get too far away, you'll get away with it."

- Echidna.

I don't have time to hang out with witch games. to Subaru's words. Echidna shrugged her shoulders,

"You're right. Don't worry. Your 'death' pulled you back that morning. Looks like the starting point for this one was fixed this morning. Were you sure?

In answer to Subaru's question, Echidna cuts back that way on the contrary.

Subaru, on the other hand, was relieved to be able to confirm that it was the same morning that he had 'returned to death'. And as comfortable as it is, I shake my neck sideways to Echidna's question.

"No, I wasn't particularly sure or anything. Worst case scenario, I thought I'd go back to my previous save point."

"Previously, it was two months ago. You've done a lot of good things."

"Maybe. Every time, I wonder if Elsa would be surprised."

Nevertheless, if your employer abruptly tells you to kill yourself, even Elsa, that pleasure killer, will naturally doubt your sanity.

Still, she is very good as a 'Back to Death' device every time she immediately chops off the patrol and follows me.

"It's just that this time" Back to Death "is this morning."

"Right. Then… again, it seems that something will go wrong"

Echidna, who meditates, agrees with Subaru's statement with his face.

The beginning of 'Return to Death', the transition of the savepoint, that is a sign for Natsuki Subaru that there will be a hardship that cannot be overcome without 'Return to Death', that omen.

And that means...

"Don't let me help you again."

"What, because that's the contract. Besides, there's nothing in particular that I can do to help. - At best, it's full of talk to you here."

"There are quite a few things that can be saved."

"... not really, you shouldn't try to roll a witch by the palm of your hand. I can't show the other witches how easy it is for you to think it's going to be."

Out of sight, Echidna spills like that somewhere in the light as she puts her fingers through her own long hair. Subaru doesn't remember anything like a high chest beep in its appearance, but still, I felt like I saw something smiling in front of the fight.

"Whatever, I'm counting on you, The Witch of Greed."

"Fine. This is the one that gives me great anticipation for your struggle. Hopefully, you'll be more cooperative to satisfy my curiosity..."

"I say no to that. If I were with your infinite curiosity, it would be only a matter of time before my humanity dries up. Who could imitate such an infinite choice?"

"That's too bad"

And, if Echidna says in a loose maneuver, the tea break before the new battle is over.

The 'Back to Death' point has changed in an unexpected way, but in a way this can be broken off as having had the opportunity to preempt an attack.

"Will 'Back to Death' after being preemptively attacked help just preemptively attack"

With that in mind, Subaru goes down the hill to the door to return to reality.

On its back, Echidna raised her voice slightly,

"Speaking of which,"

"Yeah?"

"If you didn't understand the change in the" Back to Death "point, why did you bother to" Back to Death "for?

"Oh. That 's-"

It's...

Diving through the doors of the dream world, Natsuki Subaru's consciousness returns to reality.

――――

If you look up at the door, the time indicated by the demonic engraved crystal has not changed since earlier. As always, Subaru headed to the washroom, unfamiliar with the difference between real time and real time.

Wash your face, brush your teeth, struggle to form a smile, then get dressed quickly.

And just when it was done,

"- Master Subaru, are you awake?

I hear a knock coming from outside the room, and Subaru lifts his hips off the couch saying he's on time. And I put my hand on the door of the room, and let it open from here.

"Wow."

"Good morning, Petra. You look cute this morning."

Suddenly the door opens and Petra, standing over there, is circling her eyes. But she soon realized it was Subaru's prank and laughed at it.

"Don't surprise me anymore"

"Sorry about that. So, Petra. Aren't you going to say hello?

"You really need to reflect, don't you? Totally...... Yes, good morning, Master Subaru. It's a pleasant morning too."

Without mentioning the light Subaru attitude, Petra continues to do so with an adorable smile. The word is exactly the same flow as it was in the morning before 'Back to Death'.

In that case, her next statement will be the same.

"On a pleasant morning, I agree. Petra's cute today and you have nothing to say."

"Also, if Subaru said so.... but there are clouds in the sky across the forest, and it looks like the weather might collapse after noon. I'm planning on going shopping in town today, so I hope it stays clear."

The girl who speaks of such aspirations, hearing her age-appropriate face peek in its verbal butt, Subaru almost erupted unexpectedly. Look at that, while Petra swells her cheeks, Subaru foreshadows "bad bad,"

"But don't worry, Petra. Even today, it's still sunny. Clouds look down and have no problems. I swear to God."

"Huh? Are you sure? That's awesome. That helps.... but how do you know?

"Well, of course..."

With his eyes round Subaru's assertion, Petra tilts her neck.

To the question of such a girl, Subaru said, showing his teeth and laughing.

- That's why I came back with my life at stake.

A white girl tilts the cup gracefully everywhere, wrapped in a mournful black costume, in a fixed position where there are green meadows, small, high hills with scents of flowers, white parasols and white tables.

Enjoying the warm tea flavor with her tongue, the witch leaks her sober breath,

"I offer my own life, to save someone, to protect them, not to hurt them. That is a very noble, noble, praiseworthy feat from everyone. I can't help but think that it's more and more a challenge to a repetitive struggle that's never happened."

With her hands on her breasts, the witch thinks of a boy who made a covenant with herself.

Desperate to seek ideals, to be struck by reality but not to stop fighting them, to keep fighting hard for the beloved ningen, with the worst alien being 'Back to Death' as our thing.

"- But protecting your surroundings by offering your own life in" Back to Death "is a blade. I despise my life. Not really, you were too adamant about the value of life other than your own. I'm too desperate to protect the lives of my loved ones because I can no longer find value in my life... now I'm blind to the lives' other than 'of my loved ones. It's everywhere."

Everywhere, everywhere, just one attitude is too stupid.

And stupidity means ignorance means knowing.

"- You're really my favorite person."

Dye your cheeks as if you were a maiden in love, and the witch thinks of a boy who is not here.

Over the crystalline stone, through his gate, is passed on for the world to take. And the ordeal that descends crushes him, and each time, unconsciously, he becomes dependent on the witch.

I intend to keep that spirit strong and endure the temptation of a witch, even if I turn it into a puppet.

However, to confirm one of the weather, I don't even realize that, even if it is spiritual enough to 'go back to death'.

"But I want you to feel safe. Your loved ones' lives spit out wisdom to protect me by betting on the Spirit as well. So, for that matter, so do you."

- I want you to continue to be an accomplice, to satisfy the endless curiosity of the witch.

In times of distress, irrational fate descends on the boy again and again.

No matter how hard it is, or the high walls, but the boy and the witch take their hands together, lend each other strength and wisdom, and get over it.

That's what The Witch of Greed offered you, a burning eye.

"Oh, and..."

Through the boy's gate, the witch sighs as the boy runs to protect and feels the wounded people in much of his heart as a result of being protected by the boy.

It is a proposition that cannot be solved forever, a mystery that is still dead and that will not let her go captive.

Oh, and...

"- Why does love decrease?"