Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

Back on the commercial street, Subaru was just putting out his sperm in the search for the fake satire in question.

Nevertheless, all you can do is make your eyes look like plates and stare at the crowd waves. The third time I've encountered her in the world should have been not so far from the starting eight hundred, so for now I'm positioning around it as a fishing ground.

Although I am concerned that the face of the master of the eight hundred houses in sight is slightly dangerous.

"Wasn't it a little good to meet you this time?... but I actually know someone who's kind to me. I know!

When I thumbed up and smiled at the rugged face, my husband finally distracted himself with the same look he said he "saw something unpleasant".

Somehow I feel lonely and pull my thumb in, Subaru looks at the street again.

As always, the commercial streets are imo-washed in large numbers, regardless of race.

Residents of a wide variety of fantasy worlds. Finally, I should say 'Beast Man' in it, or find a species like a dog with fluffy hairs walking on two legs. Subaru's tension is MAX. I also want to fumble, I want to exceed.

"What is that loveliness... it's a born winner, no longer. It's called Reinhardt or fake satire, sinful."

My back length is small and I'm walking tight, so that shows off my small animal adorability again. It is not a strange level to be caught in existential Merchant sin.

"Damn... get down, my right arm... not if you're moffing, you forgot the point!?

I managed to control my arm, which was going to stretch into that white hair, and dropped off my back when I was untrained away, and then somehow took my gaze to its original position.

But this is how more than enough is about to pass after we start watching the commercial streets, but there is no sign that that looks like it will pass. When I checked the time on my phone, it was already about an hour after this world start over.

"Something tells me it's a subtle sense of timing, but I think it's weird that there's no theft going on when it's a memory..."

He said it himself, and a bad feeling blurred the back of his brain.

After a moment, there is no escape once you feel the chills that Subaru scratched his head and said, "Ah!" or "Ugh!" or so I shouted, and then I had no choice but to point my legs at the store in front of me.

"Hey, old man"

"What, no sentence"

Front, the master of the eight hundred houses said without hiding his disgusting face in Subaru, who showed his face again.

Bitterly laughing that they were going to say it was awful, even though it was true, Subaru turned away,

"I'm not going to deny it because it's true that there's no sentence... Grandma, I just want to ask you, didn't you just make a little noise around here?

"You have a good nerve asking questions and stuff without buying anything, you.... and it's such a noise. I'm sorry, but it's rare and nothing."

"Seriously!?

Subaru shouts an unexpected surprise at the gruesome answer of the shopkeeper of the eight hundred houses. But I don't have anything in mind. In the first place, the collection of stolen goods is where stolen goods are gathered from all parts of the Wang capital. There is theft at a level that fills that vast treasure considerably, the level of security is speculative.

"Has this completely turned down the information...?

"- but I remember because the noise earlier was unusual. Two or three shots in the street, the magic blew off. Look."

He stepped out, pointing his finger toward the outdoor store about four steps to the left. When you get caught and you turn your gaze towards you,

"Oh, it's awesome"

"It's a trail of ice columns flying like arrows and stabbing me. It just disappeared."

There is a hole in the wall of the entrance that leads to a narrow alley, just beside the outdoor shop.

The number is four, and all the sizes are about five hundred yen balls. So much so that it puts a hole in the stone wall that its power and speed freezes my spine considering when it hits.

"It's not like hitting an ice rubble... I wonder if it's radical this time, fake satire"

Subaru himself may be the one to be feathers eating arres when he makes poor contact. I don't think so, I feel cold sweat floating around my forehead.

"But when this happens, you're late, this time too."

Now put that dreaded imagination aside, Subaru whines as he wipes the sweat off his forehead.

That magic trail is probably fake satire and wrong. If it's a burglary involving her, you can conclude it's a badge grab by Felt.

In that case, the means to rendezvous with the fake satire from here will have been lost.

At least, in Subaru's experience, there's no sure way to rendezvous with her.

Therefore, priority should be given to:

"Rendezvous with the felt with the badge, right. If possible, I'd like to catch him before the felt gets in the stolen goods stash and swap his phone and badge."

It's the truth that I don't want to go near a stolen goods store just where I've been killed twice.

Technically, I don't want to go near it when Elsa is involved in the theft collection.

"The first two dances, even if you go too late. If you join Grandpa Rom and wait for the felt, you'll be the wings to trample the second time just like that..."

It's still Felt's place to be a liver.

Currently, she should be running around leaping to sprinkle the fake satire she's tracking. Of course, it won't mean letting go of the run, so I don't know where I can catch him, but it's a more difficult story for Subaru, who is more oblivious to the geography of the Wang capital than a regular person.

"If it's" Back to Death, "why don't we just 'throw it away' this time to look around...?

It also seems like an effective means, but Subaru shook his head and immediately rejected the proposal.

First of all, based on three dead experiences, I don't think I can make the decision to die to go back. Death was literally hard enough to die three times. If you don't have to taste it, the last thing you want to taste is on a tatami at the end of your life.

Additionally, I still have anxiety that I do not know the valid scope of 'Back to Death'. It doesn't even make a joke, such as throwing it away and zero residue.

"Damn, I just have to scratch my feet full as long as it's raw. Of course."

Twist and grind your hips and flex heavily on the spot to prepare for gymnastics.

To her husband, who seemed annoyed by radio gymnastics in front of the store, Subaru raised his hand while jogging lightly with his warm body.

"Njama, you took care of me, old man. It's time to go. Next time, I'm sure I'll let you buy Ringa."

"Oh, if you're buying, you're a customer. Then you're welcome. Work, no sentence."

"Forget it. - I really hope you get your money next time."

Subaru runs out after being dropped off.

We're headed to the Glades - but in a different direction from the Stolen Goods Storage. As discussed earlier, the BAD flag when heading to the stolen goods collection. Then let's attack from the other line.

"Felt guy's twist. Then we're two blocks down the street."

"Thank you. Thank you, brother."

"Don't worry about it, brother. - Well, what, live strong, huh?

That said, the middle-aged face disappears across the door laughing bitterly.

All in all, recalling that the color of sympathy never disappeared from that tight grin, Subaru grabbed his fist softly at what his maneuver made sense.

In a muddy dusty, terrible wind, even from a slum dweller.

"It was a measure I identified from my first and second slum experience... effect surface"

Saying, Subaru pays for his shiny jersey sleeves with dry mud.

The drafts that Svalbard came up with in the process of reaching the Glades and pinpointing Felt's destination were a production of this miserable figure.

In the first world, the residents' response was quite sympathetic and cooperative to Subaru, who was ztavolved by Tontinkan when he went around the fake satire and the slums.

For the second time, it is the difference between cloud mud and cold response without any damage. In retrospect of that, this time I tried to get it to look somewhat over the top.

"I don't know what kind of animal it is. I stepped on a cunt or something."

I'm glad I didn't roll on top of it, I was just terrified of the war.

I guess it just took the damage done to the sneakers and I picked up the honor too.

Unfortunately, Subaru just thought so, and there was nothing left to honor in that sludge-ridden outfit.

"This is my fourth piece of information... so far, the three are consistent."

I sympathize with Subaru and all four of the information provided. So far, there are about three unanimous opinions indicating Felt's location. If the residents aren't trying to consign Subaru, it's more or less problematic to assume that the information is correct.

There must have been no intention to fool this one, either, because the one off the hook is the opinion of a rather unfortunately deaf old woman. Maeby.

"Now I think I can grab the bunk... but the question is, will it come back?"

I've got information on Felt's usual place of residence, but the status quo we're trying to escape, it's pretty five-fifths to come in. If you fear that your tracker will crack your place, you may rather be inclined to avoid your twists. - In that case, I hope I don't have any luck.

"I can't help thinking about it. Don't worry about not getting an answer, O'Rei."

I don't wonder what I can do if I get lost. Subaru's decisiveness shines here too.

Svalbard heads to the back of the ghetto for a small run as he slaps down the hardened mud. At first, when I came here, instead of listening, I grew up not even being able to get out of behind a fake satire. I feel like praising myself.

"Reward yourself for your hard work...... open it again in the compoter or all the time"

Stick your hand in the plastic bag and plug it into the street while you're fishing for the contents. And I nearly bumped into the shadow that came out of the other side of it.

He hurries away and hits himself off his back on a thin street. I couldn't help but say, "Ugh!" and I can't breathe. When I saw Subaru like that, the guy I bumped into was a loose trick.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you okay?"

"Daisy potatoes. Even if it looks like this, I'm sturdy!

With his face up to look good, Subaru's tail softens when he confirms his opponent. Hearing such a tall Subaru voice, the brunette laughs small "hehe".

"You're a fun kid. So, are you sure you're okay?

Raise the hair on your ear. It's just that all the tricks are glossy somewhere, and as always, I think porn Subaru heartily says if every single one of his behavior did it.

Sister of a luscious beauty with horny tricks - someone I never wanted to see again.

The person who smashed Subaru's bowels twice - Elsa stands.

"- You don't have to be so afraid, you don't do anything."

"Wow, you're scared, you're scared, right? Why are you freaking out about me like that? Are you certified? Seriously, I'm super freaked out. - That kind of dent. - I'm freaked out."

"Stinky......"

Ignoring the vanity Subaru, Elsa narrows her eyes flashly.

"Odor?" she said to Subaru, twisting her neck, making a small noise of its shapely nose,

"When you're scared, you smell terrified from him. You're scared now.... and you're angry. Against me."

Elsa reveals this inner part for fun and looks up.

Responding to her with such a silent loving laugh, Subaru was breathing deeper trying to kill her early-bell heartbeat.

Her words are true.

Subaru is afraid of her. Now, the fearful human being in this world is the woman in front of him.

And the most hateful person in the world is also the woman in front of you.

If it's something I can beat down, I really want to beat it down, and I can't wait to get out of this place right now before then.

He's the one who's been killed twice. Trembling from the bottom of my heart, who would laugh at Subaru like that?

Elsa's eyes narrow like snakes against Subaru, who pushes silently. Though I'm shooting at that gaze, I don't only expose you to a weakness that distracts me.

She moistened her lips with her tongue to such a Subaru vanity,

"... It bothers me a little, but fine. Because we can't make a scene right now."

"Oh, that's an unmoderate statement. You scare me, you ruin my beauty, don't you?

"Oh, you're good. - You can do better if you hide your hostility."

The extended finger gently presses this forehead, and only then will the stiff body be released.

exhale, and to Subaru as he raised and lowered his shoulders, Elsa put her touched finger against her lips,

"Well, if you'll excuse me. I think I'm gonna see you again."

"Next time it's bright and full of people, I can relax too."

I'm so full of sarcasm about that.

Elsa leaves only a troubled smile, flipping her black coat and dissolving in the darkness of the alley. Dropping her off, who literally disappeared, Subaru brought himself to the wall feeling dogged and tired.

"About... that was an unexpected reunion, no seriously. Did you wander around in front of the stolen goods..."

The unexpected encount nearly broke my heart.

In the sense of mind preparation, it is a being that has impacted Subaru more than a false satire. As much as I can, I'd like to pray this is the last time I see her.

"I think the felted twist is behind this... no way after Elsa already went wild...?

It's a pervert who judges people's bellies and immerses them in comfort.

In my spare time to meet up, it's not weird if I'm carving a little two or three. Not to mention that when the place also became the depths of the ghetto, it didn't drive the unpleasant imagination.

"So, you're okay, I guess. I didn't see the smell of blood or the return blood, Maeby."

I don't know what blood smells like with raw waste and rotten odor, and although it was dark and I couldn't afford to tell what blood stains were, I'm sure it wasn't. I want to think.

I haven't had the courage to rush out for a while, and it's time to resume the march with sneak feet.

A search while saying "hi" or "wohi" on a bottle of wine with bug feathers and contents.

Eventually we got to the little dirty borough shop five minutes after our encounter with Elsa.

"I think this is the information... this is where people live?

Standing in front of the door and the wooden plank, Subaru unwittingly twists his neck.

Is the size of the borough shop in front of me roughly the size of two temporary toilets such as a construction site? It feels like standing up and sleeping half a tatami and going on the ground.

"That's what I'm talking about. I don't think it's a mistake..."

Still, I find it pitiful to wonder if such a little girl lives here. I feel like I can forgive the fact that I have no choice but to be upward oriented towards gold.

"I'm living a tinier body here. That can't help but screw and bend the sexual roots. Oh, I can't help it. Pathetically. Oh, pathetically."

"You talk too much, chest shit. Look at people's beds, bro."

And, pathetic + I had no choice but to look back at the back that was in sympathy mode, voiced.

At the end of her gaze, it is the little blonde girl - the felt - who stares at Subaru with her eyes.

The outfit and posture are no different than before. Slightly, what makes the usual little dirty outfit look even thinner is how intense this escape play has become?

"Why do you look so sad? Are you even licking a filthy little girl?

"It's a different sentiment than that... Torima, more than anything I've ever seen"

Subaru inadvertently drops his shoulder in relief to a girl who doesn't even try to hide his discomfort.

The discovery of the felt I was looking for, that's honestly a pleasure. I was wondering what would happen if I had a near miss with Elsa, but if I opened the lid, I could say I had a good start.

Against Subaru's whining, she snorted, "What, a guest?"

She stared straight at this one in an unafraid position,

"What have you done so far? What can I do for you?... I'm not a resident here because I'm dressed."

"Oh, I didn't know you wouldn't treat me the same way."

"Even the guys here are looking a little prettier. I'm not dirty like that - it's too much. Honestly, you're a little dirtier than our people. More than a rat."

As always, I want to return my sympathy earlier that you're a mouthless little girl. but she ignored the insides of Subaru, who is so blue-minded, "So?" and withdrew,

"What can I do for you? If you're asking me to steal it, I'll give you an advance. Depending on the quality of the opponent, we'll have to add them."

"Stealing consignment... you're in business. Are you proud of your bad habits?"

"It's a matter of means of living. Without this, I'd have to sell it even to my body. So, Dozen. Or some other errand? Depends......"

A felt that moves your fingers into small pieces and appeals to the dexterity of your hand.

On its palm, a magically small knife emerges on its lid. In some cases, it would be an admonition to use it as a means of self-defence.

In fact, if you're the wingman who interacts with her, you have no winning eye at the time you have the blade. It's a route retrieval of 'Stabbing BAD2 in the Alley', lost sight of it at foot speed and before you know it.

"I have one thing to do. - I want to buy the badge you stole here."