Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

- One day, it was about a miracle that started with Subaru's thought.

"Emilia, aren't you studying to be king?

At the end of the meal and during the frequent greetings, in the middle of the dining room, where the standing face of the mansion met each other, the inquiry, which Subaru had made his mouth, passed by stitching between the quiet.

That it was not listened to, and that its coming out of everyone's ears - this is, first and foremost, the prank of fate.

In response to Subaru's inquiry, it is Emilia in the next seat who tilts her neck. She combed her silver hair with her fingers, poking the pack sitting at the table with her opposite hand.

"Yes, but suddenly what happened?

"It's not sudden. There was a lot of blurring left in the corner of my head. No, the girl next to me who eats with a peppery face is in a bad position to be king in the meantime if she sucks."

"Green Devil, I'm not talking about Pepper."

I get my forehead poked with her fingers in return for a light-hearted slap.

Subaru put his hand on his forehead for a small sharp feel, and he felt her softness beyond the solidity of his nails and was delighted inside. A ram that runs sideways through such a subaru relaxes the hot air from a teacup on a small basin in your hand.

"That's a shitty face."

And he threw up his disgust.

While rubbing his own cheeks on the words, Subaru stripped his teeth "eep" like a child,

"There's a street at a strange time, and you're not just witnessing people's faces or anything. Also, I only bring after-dinner tea to Roz-Chicho or something."

"Eko, eh? This is clearly a matter of priority in the ram. Roswar was the best, and then Emilia, the Great Spirit, dived through a deeply dug hole beyond the insurmountable wall... well, could we have a balus?"

"I don't exactly have the experience of being watered down with so many superiors either!?

The chest-stretching ram listened dignified to Subaru's cry and went under Roswar in a slippery motion as it was. Rosewire, who had dropped her eyes on the book in the upper seat, noticed it and received her offer of tea with a familiar hand and transported it to her mouth. on the tongue, taste it,

"Um, I didn't know you'd be restless without lamb tea after dinner. He said he was alive for this one.

"It's an honor."

Quiet, only a submissive attitude Ram attitude toward Roswar.

It is a strange thing because if we are shown so clearly the difference in treatment, we can also lose interest in wearing Ichamon. Or, of course, it doesn't relieve Subaru's depressed mood where he swallows his grievances.

"Don't get too angry. It was Lem who told your sister you couldn't do it, Subaru."

With all due respect, it's the girl walking out of the kitchen who looks disgusted - a large basin in both hands and a lem carrying a tea bowl for the number of people.

She gently lifted the basin, smiling back at Subaru,

"For Subaru, I definitely thought of Rem's brewed tea. Once again, I let my sister take it easy on me and prepare me."

"Ho ho, I see it's a spirit of service I looked up to, Rem. Your readiness, let me taste it!

"Yes, do so. Under your sister's supervision, you are prepared to spit all your blood, even if you can never brew tea again. I let it brew with the intention of betting everything on this one. Come on, drink."

"Such a soul-shredding feeling for such a casual tea break!?

Nodding at the stunned Subaru, Rem serves his quintessential tea to the tabletop. Fluffy and hot, it looks painfully, I don't know the difference from regular tea, but it's tea that Rem brewed at the end of his bloody effort. Must be iron or something awesome.

"Well, I can't help but feel it. Which bite - and, yeah, horses! The fact that the mountain is breezing slightly better while creating an atmosphere that I can't say enough without showing signs that I do not feel a flavour or two different than usual!

"Does that mean it tastes good? What do you think?

Emilia leans her neck on Subaru commenting on the momentum, but honestly equine as a feeling. I'm a horse, but I still don't know the difference from regular tea. In the first place, it is rare for Subaru to drink a slightly messy beverage such as tea or coffee. Because I am the owner of the children's tongue, I only have about the same experience as cocoa in the original world as if it were a refreshing drink.

"In retrospect, I haven't had a lot of coke or anything anymore. I thought it was made of carbon dioxide, but I don't think I can make it here."

"Subaru-kun, Subaru-kun, how was your tea?

"Oh, my God! I knew if you had feelings in it, you wouldn't even change your drinking!

"Are you sure!... and isn't your body getting kind of hot, Subaru"

"Hot...? No, I don't think so."

While tilting his neck, Subaru frowns at the dissonance of Rem's remarks.

The slightly darker taste of tea is quite good, but that is not the case when it comes to whether it has made a dramatic difference to Subaru's flesh. Salted plums that add warmth to your stomach after a meal.

After receiving such a Subaru response, Rem hid his mouth in a basin with a slightly disgruntled eye after staring at Subaru,

"If Subaru was happy with you, more importantly,"

"I don't think the face, the dialogue, the color of my eyes and the question I asked you earlier fit?

"That's not true. Besides, if you were happy with the taste of the tea, you could compliment me on the uplifting Rem, right?

"You're a loving guy, as I recall! It's okay. Come closer."

Invite Lem for a little admiration and stroke her blue hair with her palms as she leans over. Waving her invisible tail, she squints her eyes happily, thrilled because it's something that squeaks her nose so little that it slips away.

and that's how the gaze pierces the back of Subaru's head forgetting its original purpose.

"Ji"

"That's how you stare at me with silence, but the beauty of a beautiful girl doesn't fade away.... Where did you go?

"No, you didn't. Talk, when they cut me on the way, I get really worried."

"Talk?"

And Subaru put his finger on his lips and his imaginary face with a genuinely strange voice. That has just Emilia's eyes up, too, and Subaru hastily raised his hands,

"Sorry, Thorley, bad rides, forgive me!

"I forgive you, and I'll ask you, so tell me. Look, mr. Yes."

Encouraged by a move to turn his hands, Subaru scratches his head when he smiles slightly. Then he groaned badly "uh," during his predecessors.

"Emilia, aren't you looking for a king?

"I feel like I'm going to be in the same flow as I was just now..."

"This is the route branch. So, if you're a king, of course you need something capable, but you should want to see something as mindful as that?

"Mindfulness…"

Blinking at Subaru's remarks, Emilia groans small with an unexpected look on her face.

Perhaps they thought it was something to blame from a more completely unrelated side. That doesn't make me want to live up to her expectations, but this time I'm surprised to see her face by poking at her.

Fortunately, it's a consensual sentiment that seems to tell me "it makes sense" that came into Emilia's eyes after the surprise.

I saw that, and Subaru said, "Right?," he gently rang his fingers,

"A spirit that withstands the heavy pressure of being prepared to stand on people, carrying thoughts. And more importantly, a strong will to penetrate one's beliefs -! I would argue that those elements are essential to naming a king!

Grasping his fist tightly, Subaru, standing from his seat, speaks out loud.

Nature, Faceko's gaze in the dining room gathers in Subaru and looks around in the midst of a host of complex emotions such as pleasure, fright, surprise and mercy.

the untimely, and Emilia lifted up her hand in its Subaru,

"I understand Subaru's point now... but what do you want to do by insisting on that?

"It's a simple story. The elements of the present are indispensable for Emilia Tan, who aspires to be king. Well, why don't you work out how he feels about the king?

"Er...?

With her face close and her fingers ringing, Emilia turned her eyes black and white without following the story. I giggled at how she looked leaving me, and Subaru warped her cheeks that this could keep the momentum going.

With an evil smile on his face, Subaru went a step higher with his feet in his seat, even behaving badly. Looking around the room from that height, poking his fingers into heaven and posing, he shouts.

"Here's the first one - I declare the hosting of Chicken Chicken" The King of Roswar Mansion Game "!!

"The rules are simple! Prepare a whale for the number of people and put in there the hit of the king's mark and only the number swinging off. So, we all pull that whale, and the guy who became king nominates the number and gives the order. Orders are absolute, obedient to the king's instructions - that's the rule!

Subaru explains the rules of The King's Game in the middle of the dining room.

It is Roswar who hears that briefly and nods at the impressed wind with his hands on his chin. He laughed with satisfaction at the brief explanation of Subaru now,

"I see. It's easy to understand. - No, it's not a rule."

"Easy and moderate nervousness... because it's the liver of this game"

Responding by thumbing up to Roswar, Subaru sees a lem in the process of creating a quail for the number of people snuggling next door. Not that I doubt it, but fairness is the part of this game of hands that should take precedence over anything else.

Just pure luck wins the victory - presumably, if you're ironic that it's the king's position to decide by blood muscle, so is the more appropriate game.

Whatever.

"whale, done"

"Yeah, check it out...... yeah, no problem. Let's go with this!

Confirm the whale Lem has been offering.

Swing the number on the wooden vegetable chopstick-style tool, only those with the king's mark are handmade in Subaru and the pack's deformation painting is painted. Even if you look carefully, make sure the whale doesn't have the finesse or features to know about it, and you should be able to proceed without any problems.

"Is it okay that the person who pulled the pack is the king?

"So. so, the king named and nominated the number. At this time, take care that no one but the King sees the number. I enjoy not knowing that."

"Oh, I can't give you an order to use it against Balus."

"It's a rule that happened because there's something like you! No naming, either!

Tell Ram to slap him, Subaru spills his exhale and then looks around the table all the time. At the time of the post-meal reunion, they are all face to face, naturally.

Emilia, Rem, Lamb, Roswar, and Subaru on the pack -.

"Hey, Bear, where are you? Until just now, it was definitely in the corner, except for the desperate, grimpy vegetables from the omelette style menu, right?

"If you were Beatrice, you would have left the cafeteria around the corner where Subaru tried to stand on the chair, wouldn't you?

"That drill loli... you mess up the sum. Yeah, wait a minute."

Put it down, Subaru jumps out of the dining room on the run.

And exactly two minutes later,

"Ugh, we're back."

"I wonder what really happened to your yamako!? Betty's sorry about the roll!

"Yes, yes, that's how I slap my hatred the more I cover it up. Well, now we're all here."

She also gave up exhaling when she lowered Beatrice, who was able to take over her shoulders, to her seat and held her shoulders from the top to eliminate her escape. At least for the peace of mind of things, or travel to where the pack is and form next to the kitten, shooting Subaru through with a dangerous gaze.

I flushed that sharp eye from right to left, and now this is it.

"Ho."

"Yes."

When Subaru gets his hands on it, Rem puts the whale down just because he knew it. For Beatrice's sake, his mouth was broken by the feeling of a precisely increased whale, but Subaru's three white eyes only increased its evil sharpness.

Put a whale in the center of the table, shuffling it as the pack slammed and fleshed, hiding those number parts that scattered before everyone reached out.

And

"Hey, did you take them all? So, from the sound of your dictate, you're the king.

Subaru makes a hanging noise with a full smile and everyone pulls through the whales simultaneously.

I was drawn to it at hand. If you drop your eyes on it, the whale in Subaru's hand is very unfortunately marked with '2' and this letter.

If you find out at that point that there can be no king of your own, the rest of the judgment is one thing about who has become king but yourself - and you raise your hands with the foreboding,

"Oh, it's me with a picture of the pack"

And it was Emilia who let her demonstrate the best pull here.

with a deformed pack drawn. With that in his hands, Emilia looked Subaru with a look mixed with surprise and a slight confusion,

"Uh, now what?

"Emilia, you're the king, so you can dictatorship here already. Number two strokes the king's head, number two holds the king's hand, number two sleeps on the king's knee pillow, number two asks the king to say 'yes, ahem', number two makes a hot date with the king..."

"Then number two takes the pepper from the king's dinner and eats it all"

"Nooooo! Induction failed! It's me!

In front of Subaru screaming with his head, I'm surprised at the wind Emilia didn't realise for sure that she was "Oh, Subaru is number two".

Nevertheless, an order is an order. Only by adhering to this will the dignity of the game of kings be preserved.

"Well, if I don't have peppers for dinner, I don't have any burden!

"Rem. Hope to get a menu full of peppers for dinner. The dining table will stain green.

"Roswar, I'm so... King, the spirit of the game. You're fast to swallow!

He stares at Roswar, who blocks his escape route, and then Subaru sees Rem. She became a plank between the Lord and Subaru, wondering if she was being asked to make a slightly painful decision.

"I would like to prioritize Subaru's feelings. Yes, but Master Roswar is Rem's master. So you can't disdain that word... I'm sorry"

"What's the real deal?

"When eating peppers, it is difficult for Emilia to be noticed noticeably, but Subaru looks disgusted too, so I thought I would take this opportunity to correct her."

"I'm not looking closely at you, about me!

Pepper-like in appearance, texture and flavor, Pepper is one of the bad vegetables for Subaru, the owner of the children's taste. In front of Emilia, it is one of the ingredients I eat pretending to be fine, but I want to avoid on the inside. There are many other vegetables that don't like to go out with tomatoes, aubergines, turnips, etc. - It seems to be broken by Lem, too.

"Anyway, we're going to World War II. Oh, my God, he's a king.

"Oh, it's me."

Subaru screaming in a yake-fucking-mood, but once again, the whale is off.

Emilia was followed by a grey kitten - a pack - who tilted his neck with a whale of almost the same size as himself in his hands,

"Nominating a nominee is against the rules, isn't it? Then... I wonder if number five would be like decoping the best forehead."

"Whoa, number two. I didn't expect you to suddenly use the nomination method... you're not an amateur, are you?

"Do you have any bastards or amateurs in a game like this? … and so number five and number one"

As soon as the pack circles the black eye, there are two hands to go up and two whales. It is Emilia with a whale marked '5' on the tip and a whale marked '1'.

In this case,

"Lamb decopins Emilia. Oh, what a disrespectful situation. I can't believe you're a decopin to Emilia...... king game horrible......!

"With that said Ram, wow and motivated bareback...... bareback? Can I just pretend? I do... yes, don't hurt me, okay?

"It's not decopin if it doesn't hurt. Soya."

"Yikes! Ouch! It hurts so bad!

There were red marks on the adorable Emilia's forehead, and Ram watched with satisfaction before pulling out his shoulder strength. Slightly semi-crying Emilia is uncomfortable, but this light feeling is the heart of the king's game, and Ram's attitude is preferable on the rules of the game.

"Now you can go for the ram driven by a sense of vengeance, or you can switch. - So, WWIII! A king. - A king!

There are also people out there who will be air if their hand numbers don't turn to all of them.

I want to avoid such a situation, although it can be probable and biased due to the tedious nature of the Kings game - such a whispering thought as an organizer,

"-Distinny, drowwwwwww!

It was only a trivial matter that no longer mattered to Subaru, who attracted the 'King'.

He held his fist and made a gut pose, and Subaru said, "YES, YES, YES! Repeat," Thank you for your pull.

"Oh, so happy? I've only been king once."

"It means what can we talk about in the king's game without being kings, Emilia! All right, let's do it... even though it's not a good idea to suddenly turn the throttle fully open and chat up the air on the field, yeah not good"

It makes my mouth tickle with gratitude, but she also says she gets few hasty beggars.

We should not rush here, calm down and hit our hands first that will be the fabric of future games. First of all, create a gap in everyone's minds, that is, alarm, with Gabriel where relaxed -.

"- Number three, just take off your underwear"

"Huh?"

Gabri and I couldn't wait to watch Emilia in the part of

The air of the field freezes on Subaru's remarks, and everyone sees Subaru with a disgruntled face. But I can't even retract an order I made once so that the spit I threw up can't swallow.

nodded to his surrounding gaze suspecting mishearing, Subaru slowly opened his lips to

"Number three, just the underwear, take it off. Harry!"

"Oh, hey, what, you have orders like that too!?

"I do! The King's orders are absolutely not!? If the king tells you to die, risk your life. But it's your duty to die!? Right now, everyone's my subordinate, the king, even though it's only for a moment!? Then if you tell me to take it off, take it off! Take it off!

Svalbard slaps the table and complains with a mouthful that is in great shape.

Emilia is letting her mouth open and close when she puffs, but Roswar, who watched from the side, has a big laugh. Ram sees Subaru with his sincerely despised eyes, and no one realizes that Rem's eyes glow downwards. A pack that plays rushing Emilia and the beard. And here's Beatrice trying to get out of the room...

"Betty. What was the number?

"I wanted you to stay calm, heh!?

Puck pulls back Beatrice, who was about to leave the room, and she looks back with a panicked face. and the pack picked up the whale that had been left in the seat where she had been until earlier,

"Ah, number three. It's Betty who takes off her underwear. But this, I wonder what I would have done if I had hit it. I'm basically naked."

"I'll fix your little underwear then, so you can put it on and take it off. It's very barren. … so, Bear child"

Hilariously, Subaru sees Beatrice standing near the entrance to the dining room. She was blushing its righteous face and trembling her tiny, hardened fist,

"Ha... read the air"

"I'm just not convinced you're gonna tell me! What a hell of an order! There's a reason I have to follow orders like this..."

"Hmm, heh, oh, shit. Is that how you disdain and destroy the most important gestures of the King's Game? I see, hmm."

"Hey, I don't know what that disgusting way of saying..."

Beatrice is upset by Subaru's words, which do not hide the feeling of distraction and heartfelt disappointment. with her sideways like that. Subaru exhaled "nothing,"

"This kind of thing, I think we can trust each other when we join. Whatever harsh orders are given, always try as hard as you can. I don't know what to think... in a way that's like dignity as a person."

"Dignity, hey"

Loosen your lips without hiding how delightful Roswar is. Subaru nods forcefully, "Yes, dignity," in his hands like that, then points to Beatrice.

to the momentum, watching the vertical roll girl faintly pull herself back,

"It's not the result. What matters is the will to keep the order...... no, the promise! I took part in the King's Game and was given an order by the King. If you ask me, I trust you from the king. I can do my utmost to live up to that trust... and that is the bond that arose between me and you through the King's Game"

――――

"Maybe it's a one-sided thought. This is only my opinion, and there may be no reason for you to follow it. But... here's what I think. By confirming our bonds in the form of a game of kings, we're invisible to each other - but we do have a connection."

With his hands on his chest, Subaru hits her with his mind length.

To the weight of the words spoken, to the running of emotions, Beatrice shivers her lips and looks down. Seeing her like that in a merciful eye, Subaru reached out and

"So... take it off"

――――

"Something stinks already, read the air, take off your underwear and go back to your seat. I'm not expecting any major reactions. - How's that?

- I don't know if I should die.

Shortly afterwards, the invisible shockwave was blowing Subaru away with even more power.

"Master Beatrice took off his underwear in the separate room and confirmed that he had put it back on again. There are no rule issues. That's good, Balls."

"... oh, no problem."

Bringing Beatrice, who blushes and indignant, he hears the ram back from the next room say with plenty of contempt, and Subaru responds to it with an unfaithful and corrupt face.

Beatrice's illumination (though too powerful for her to do so) caused her to get busted and shaken to such an extent that she didn't know what was going on up, down, left or right. Subaru, who was turning his eyes, had just been rewarded by a rushing lem,

"Are you okay, Subaru? I'm still sick and not full...... do you want to continue on Rem's lap?

"You're new just thinking about a situation that looks more like a king than a king during a king game. That invitation attracts a great deal of heart, but now the King's Game is a priority. I'll just take my feelings."

I wake up from saying that to a devoted lem, and everyone takes their seats again, including the two back. I thought it was a terrible situation, but apparently there's nothing to fall off.

That, to be honest,

"I mean, I like things... I don't know, everyone, you're a pretty bad Nori lover"

"Open it up with that. Well, it's just too much of a rush. I haven't been a king or a victim yet, have I?

"You know exactly how to say king and victim.... Bear child is a tundelle, so it's okay to be back, Emilia, don't you stop?

Beatrice turns a sharp gaze at Subaru's story, but ignores it with a cool face. On the contrary, Emilia, pointed at the water, looked at this one with a rushed bare gesture, "Uh, ah..."

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

"What, what, did you go? If you have something to say, I'll ask you at all, me."

"Wouldn't you like to laugh...?

"Am I Emilia? Such an idiot. I'd love to see Emilia smile, but I would never imitate Emilia with a smile on her nose."

Beatrice, flabbergasted in tone, turns a harsh gaze, but with a refreshing face, it also ignores cancer. Emilia half-hearted Subaru's words - rather than nodding small enough to put on some fold within herself,

"Me, because I haven't really been this way, and I've never been in some kind of play with anyone around me... that, hey, it's fun... stop, it's a waste of time"

"What's so cute about her?"

Subaru, who turns down and becomes vegan by accident to Emilia, who answered with a red cheek.

I'm upset that more performances are back than I thought, whereas Emilia thought she was made fun of. When she swells its cheeks,

"Look, that's how you tear it up right away. You're embarrassing me."

"I didn't tear it up...... damn, what is this kid. Aren't you going to suffocate and kill me with itching and craziness... I'm afraid...!

Subaru is wary of Emilia's excessive combat power. Similar emotions were apparently in other faces around, varying from sending a gentle gaze at Emilia, to having no choice and renewing her willingness to participate in the game, just to glance at Subaru.

Whatever, Emilia's willing to do that, get back on your mind.

"King, it's me!

At the same time the whales are pulled out, and their eyes drop on the shittiness and their own it.

What's in Subaru's hand is a '4' whale. I only want to tongue for a moment that I am not a king, but this game of hands also makes the place white for the king to continue. Natsuki Subaru is the one to step on after reading those kinds of air, but it's also about being brave to do that after Emilia's earlier remarks.

Apart from that inner part of Subaru, something to raise your hand around raising your face - putting it up with a picture of the pack on it was a lem sitting next to Subaru.

She usually tries to keep her expression as faceless as possible, making those eyes shimmer for some reason,

"It's Rem. I'm the king. I did it, Subaru. I'm the king."

"No, I know you're happy, but you're too tense! I need to give you more crisp orders. I can't help but rotate.... So, King, what's your order?

"Oh, right. It was inadvertent."

A violently shaking lem on the invisible tail looks down slowly, then quickly regains momentum and looks up. And she kept watching Subaru cancer,

"So, Suba... what about the best thing about hugging the king?"

"It was super easy to figure out who I was after, but I'm not the best!

When Subaru shows his whale, he collapses on the spot with a face that Rem even said was the end of the world. It's also unusual for people to get so depressed because of the trend in kings games, but when you think the subject is you, that makes it itchy.

Either way, the most I've ever been designated by Lem, I have to hug her.

"Rem, come on"

"Sister...... Huh!

He puts a whale up, and Lem looks up at the ram showing it described in "1," and jumps into a small run into her chest with her hands spread out.

Beautiful sisterly love - an indispensable sight, but the sister holding her sister in her ear,

"Fine, Rem. Interpretation, balus is such a thing. Little man in a vessel who can't even fulfill one of Rem's wishes. … apparently it was exposed in the game of deciding the king without even trying"

"Don't breathe bad language into the few of my allies! Plus, this isn't a game to decide the king, it's a game to decide the king! Though the spirit would be crazy!

"Sister... Sister... Rem, I can't frustrate you"

Comforting, Rem rubs his cheeks against his sister. I almost want to get paranoid watching my beautiful girls and sisters get along, but subaru coughs by weighing that emotion in himself. Move on to the next game.

"Yes, get back on your mind... King, it's me!

"Whoa, I finally pulled it off. Being king of sorts... I don't know, I wonder what to order."

Roswar holding a 'king' whale and smiling flirtatiously.

To his proclamation, a cold sweat conveys Subaru's forehead. - Because in this face, he is the one who can hardest read what to say to the king.

From time immemorial, what enjoys the game of kings falls into several types.

Like Subaru, 'omnivorous' that just utters desire.

'Carnivorous', which focuses on individuals like Rem and tries to look good in the eye.

"Herbivorous" that flies and flushes relaxed and opportunistic orders like a pack.

Enjoy the gameplay itself called the King's Game, like Emilia's. "Dining type".

And like Roswar, it is' saturated ', designed to delight in seeing the victim suffer no matter what he thinks.

I don't give a shit about sex, let alone letting the game flow, about the possibility of me being a victim, just my joyful and occasional existence of flying orders - that's the appearance of the temporary first king who now has the king's whale in his hand.

Breathtaking, Subaru prays that the name of the '3' whale in his own hand is not called. And Roswar saw the nervous Subaru later,

"So let's have a glass of milk with tabasca number three."

"As I aimed all the time, Roswar!!

"Yes, Balth's, I'd like to see something nice."

To Roswar's merciless proclamation, he brings milk stained with spots of lamb that responded at a rate that was as if we were meeting.

In the cup, Tabasca (different world-style Tabasco) was put in plenty. It emits a shade of chaos and a strange odor,

"... are you going?

"The King's Game, it's an exchange of bonds that confirm your dignity as a person..."

"When they say that... shit! I'm going to Natsuki Subaru - but, Bo, my throat... burned... abudo!

Hold down the burning throat and Subaru collapses, beating the drunk cup to the table with half a cry.

"What do you say, Olah! Here we go, Olah! Are you complaining, Olah!

"No, no, no, no, no, no. It's forbidden to reword, so why don't you go to the next game?"

"Oh my god, bark next...... king - DISTINIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!

Moving from anger at Roswar to hope for the next game, the joy of attracting the king overthrows it.

high up the painted whale of the 'pack', Subaru let his eyes glow rotten,

"Okay! Number two! Number two holds the king's head in his chest! At least stay put until the next game! What do you say!"

Staring at Emilia, Subaru screams.

There are seven participants in the game, and if Subaru falls out as king, the female rate will be four out of six. Emilia is the best, but the king's role, even in Rem. Even the Rams are reasonably good. Listing the '2' whale nominated by Subaru is

"Do you have any grudges against me? -!?"

"Is that totally Betty's dialogue already?!? What are you thinking!?

Subaru screams at Beatrice, who also hits him, and the scream is returned.

But the game of kings is absolute. Sometimes it would have been that for Beatrice, who had already even gotten over the underwear orders, orders of this magnitude were not even of great difficulty.

"Look, you just have to come. Next thing you know, Betty's gonna have to ask for it next time."

"Disturb me while I'm disappointed... Wow, really small! What's up, Lori, seriously, that's a completely criminal picture...... what's up, you. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

"The next time I pull a joke, I'll just accelerate your scalp time and stick it up. Look, he's the king. - He's the king!

I don't know, when Beatrice, who was the least enthusiastic, went norinoli, the King's game went tempo after that, apart from fierceness.

After that, if you digest some and proceed,

"This time......! Subaru-kun... No, number five mouths the king's forehead...!

"I mean, it's not me, don't come looking for contact if you do!?

"Ah, it's me. Lem, I'll chew on your forehead..."

"You don't ask chew on your forehead!

"Number six is the courtyard of the mansion...... that's narrow. Can you confirm the junction of the mountain behind you for a moment? Light, just ten rounds."

"I'm dying! What a sickness to imitate... you, I'm not after you!?

"Then number four cleans Lamb's room. If only there was a little dust left."

"Lamb is as clear as a queen, you! I mean, you, a good Roswar and a good sniper...... you, you must not be using Chirii Eye!?

"... Phew, then what is it, Balth"

"You're not reopening like I'm bad! I thought it was crazy!!

"DISTINY AGAIN! Come on, number four behaves loving hand cooking to the king...... it's you again!!

"I baked it, simmered it, dried it. Maybe I should still eat this!

"You're close, both of you. I feel like I want to be close to Leah too."

"Oh, it's me. Well, let's have some mayonnaise that's been coming out of me lately."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm honored to be entrusted with that role."

"Who's got the footage! You two do it in the corner!!

"Shit, I wonder if it's finally Betty's turn. Heh... Uh, yeah, number four is going to moff Betty's stomach. Until I feel better!

"I look like this and my abs are cracked, me!

"Do you have a grudge against Betty?

"I'd rather run out of bees! What are you, me and your buddy!?

And the results were repeated, both digestively and sadly.

And the game itself went into about twenty games, and it was about to become a flow from fatigue and accomplishment that it was time to open up.

"King, me. Uh, uh... I don't know what to do."

Emilia, who pulled the whale and drew the king, worries with her fingers on her lips for terrible fun.

I can see that cheeks are slightly upbeat and red, indicating less of her excitement. Subaru feels weird coupled with slightly more colorful tricks.

In front of Subaru like that she nodded one "yeah,"

"So number six... can you call heterosexuality an animal that fits the image?

"Number six, it's me... what does that mean?

"Mm-hmm. Yi's. Look, Subaru! Come on, come on!

In front of the neck tilting Subaru, Emilia smacks the table small and hurries. What a confusion about his unfemale attitude, but Subaru slightly worried with his hand on his chin,

"Well, Ram is the cat and Rem is the dog. Bear is a bear... Emilia, I think it's a beard."

"What image is that?

"As a result I wondered what kind of beast earring would suit everyone. The spooky ram is the cat, and the submissive lem is the dog mimi. Lonely and sweet Emilia, she's a rabbit... and Bear has a bear on her, so bear is fine."

"Now I wonder if there was any indication that only Betty was perfectly appropriate!

"I can't help but seriously worry about this... that, Emilia, what the hell"

When he properly flushes his outraged Beatrice, Emilia, with a smug grin, raises her hands. her lifted hand. She shook with a laugh, "eh,"

"I'm not very good at fine shaping, but now what?"

"Now... oh!

The glow scatters and the light converges in Emilia's hands. And it was suddenly appearing in Emilia's silver hair - Katusha mimicking the ears of a transparent rabbit - that was reflected in the gazing Subaru's sight.

I can see it's made of ice for the first time by staring into her eyes. It adorns her with the adorability of Subaru's imagined,

"That's cold."

"This gave me an image of Subaru...?

"Honestly, I'm not convinced..."

Like Emilia, who wore a rabbit, the ice kachusha of each beast ear imagined by Subaru had appeared on the heads of the women.

Pins and pointy cats reflect the rampant nature of the ram, dripping inumi reflect the messy health of the lem, and round bears reflect the sweet Beatrice temperament of each.

I see. I don't think it's an eye-catching sight. I want to poke my knee on the spot and worship Subaru, but

"I hate it too much that my cell phone battery doesn't feel comfortable and can't be photographed. At least burn it to the shutter of your heart...... or so it is."

Subaru can't hide his surprise at Emilia's transformation after doing this while burning the gorgeous (Subaru gaze) figure of the women into his eyeballs.

Excellent as an order, and it's no exaggeration to say that the main body that started playing the king's game is achieved - but there's more to it than not being Emilia-like.

She's usually supposed to be the type of person who actively stops situations like this.

"Subaru, Subaru"

"What's up, Rem"

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. and she leaned her own little neck of canine mimi gear to

"Are you cute? If you like, you can stroke your head and be cute..."

"You're cute and usually smiling, but now you prefer Rem, who might defuse my doubts, me!

"Really, I'm sorry. So I would like to dismiss that question and be praised. What's wrong with Emilia is that she must have the effect of" The Funnel Fruit. "

"Funnel fruit?

Rem nodded "yes" to Subaru's questionable voice, picking small nuts out of his apron dress pocket,

"This is what it is. If you shrug off the fruit of this funnel and ingest something powdered... oh my God, it has the effect of being honest with yourself. Amazing."

"I see, I'm surprised.... So, why is it like Emilia Tan consumes it?

"Probably because Rem tried to make Subaru drink Funnel's fruity tea, and he mistakenly served it to Emilia...... Ah, Subaru, the guru hurts, it hurts!

"Punish the bad boy! You mean that's how you react when you first serve tea!

Before the King's Game, I finally understood the sincerity with which I had asked Subaru for a cup of tea "isn't it hot" and so on.

Apparently Emilia accidentally took that medicine that Subaru was supposed to take, and the result is what she looks like now fun. But then,

"Being honest, Emilia, you actually look like an out-of-the-box child...?

"Hey, that's how you two get along... nooooooooooooooooooo"

Push your fist bones against Rem's head and watch Subaru behave in a grumpy manner, shaking her body as Emilia pointed her lips. She glanced off here with a stubborn face,

"If you think you've been nice to me, that's the thing. Awesome. Brings all my expectations...... terrible. Terrible. Terrible."

"I'm angry at you for the momentum I'm not sure what to do!?

Emilia has a childlike seizure and knocks her torso down on the table. If you ask for help on what to do to her figure you've never seen,

"Right, Balth... for now, it's Balth who created this situation, so do a good thing"

"Do you think that's a good idea? Come here and have some tea with Betty."

"Leah is cute doing this, too, but I wonder if it's easier to stay away now. Then I'll take care of the rest, Subaru."

"Oh, well, I was wondering if I could get back to the paperwork."

"I'm surprised how worthless your people are! I'm not counting on you anymore!

Dropping off the facade of abandoning their roles and escaping, the only two people left in the dining room are Emilia and Rem, except Subaru.

With the three of us in total, not very much, but we can't possibly continue the king's game.

"I don't know what else to do, do you want me to open it this time? … the question is more about what to do with this Emilia Tan."

"Ya. No! No! Play more! Play!

"Better than fixing yourself up, you're a toddler regressed," he said.... don't even think that the result of being honest is this hectic sweetness "

Emilia shakes her head and hates the end of the game. I reach for her, but she's not going to listen to me as a child.

Not to mention leaving the bewildered Subaru, Emilia pulled a whale on the table,

"Yes, I, 'King'! Uh, most! The most important thing is to listen to orders!

"Emilia, the king's game can't just be made up of kings. Come on..."

"Lem pulled second, so inevitably the best will be Subaru"

"Mr. Rem!?

If Subaru looks back at the exact betrayal, the lem with the '2' whale is flickering at it. And she puts that whale on her lips, "It's just now," she muttered so that it only sounded small and subtle,

"Dear Emilia, please give me your orders. It is the duty of your minister to hear the king's orders."

"Bye, best of all, Subaru..."

"... please be gentle with me. I'm tired of running and my knees are gutted down there, and I haven't even spoken to you yet, so I'm still burning my throat and stuff, and the hand cooking after that was terrible."

Subaru to be in a position to accept even as he is baffled.

It's unusual for Emilia to do this, and if this happens, any order is batch-coy or something. As far as possible, it is desirable that there be no burden and sequelae left on the body,

"Head, I want you to stroke it"

"To?"

I think I heard an unexpected word and Subaru speaks out in confusion.

That's how Emilia stared straight at Subaru, opening her eyes.

"Head, stroke. Be gentle, like you're always lemming me."

"Oh, you mean, is that okay?

"Hey, hurry up. Ha, ha, ha."

Emilia starts blurring her legs. In the form of her back being pushed by that trick, Subaru slowly reached for her long silver hair as she leaned next to Emilia,

"This is it, okay?

"Gentler...... yeah, like that"

Subaru strokes Emilia's head as she requests, feeling her silver hair fall smoothly through her fingers. order, fortunately the awareness preceded it, and it was salvation that the tremor of tension at touching her at her fingertips could not be conveyed.

I am thus allowed to put her up close and touch that hair - because it is something I did not expect to come into without such a thing, or a mindset.

- He is a cautious man, instead of trying to bring indiscreet orders into the king's game.

And keep it that way,

"... that, Emilia Tan?

――――

If I looked at her uncomfortably at the silent Emilia, she seemed to be falling asleep leaving her upper body at the table.

tranquil sleeping faces, saw something like contentment dwelling on its side,

"You're off. It also causes strong drowsiness in the funnel."

"If you don't pursue what you were going to do with me after I let you be honest and get sleepy... so, Emilia, did you hang out with the Kings of the Tang game"

"Dear Emilia, sometimes I think we need some time to be at peace with our hearts. But the weight on Emilia's shoulders is not much."

Until then the blubber disappears and the lem regains its usual all-purpose made-up outfit. She gently stroked Emilia's hair to sleep, then looked at Subaru,

"I'll take you to your room... will Subaru hold you up?

"Legally with a chance to touch Emilia Tan, besides the worst of letting Lem have Emilia Tan picturesque, there's no choice."

I smile bitterly and hold Emilia softly.

The weight of a girl lighter than she looks rests on her arms, and Subaru is surprised by its lightness, yet upstairs - I think of her room.

"Sometimes like this, you can have some time to relax. It was fun."

"Yes, you want to do it again. I have to take care of it."

Open the dining room door and lead Subaru with Rem holding Emilia.

If I tilted my neck at her words and looked behind me, I could see that quite a tragedy remained in the dining room as a nail mark.

After this, I have to join forces with Rem to clear these tracks. Anyway, I guess Ram won't help.

"I wonder if that ice canine mimi won't melt. How long are you putting it on?

"You're not making a melting dimension.... If Subaru wants it, I'll stick it on all the time."

"You're cute, but you're not rambling. Also show me in the next king's game"

"- Yes. So shall we? It's a promise."

Rem smiles happily and Subaru smiles unexpectedly.

The look on Emilia's face as she wandered in her arms was also somewhere peaceful, kind of warm to my heart because it was something to smile at as if watching the two smiles.

- This happened only five days ago, when Subaru and Emilia would make a difference in the King's capital.

Neither Subaru, Emilia, nor even Rem anticipate the fate of the waves that await ahead.

Just one thing, suppose you have something to write down.

- Promises were never kept.

Seven people now in the Roswar Mansion looked at each other and never again did they get interested in the game of kings like this.