Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

Ugg, he sees his breath stuck by accident, and Subaru understands his defect.

It is here that a light mouth like that just now should have been activated, but imitation to show weakness on purpose is a gift of low communal ability.

There is nothing less advantageous in negotiating matters than being grasped by weakness.

As a result, Felt slightly loosened the edge of his mouth to Subaru's chosen silence.

"I didn't even want to talk to my sister who asked you to do that, but your brother did, too, right?

"... in the first place, stealing itself is a sad story, so I think anyone has a dark reason behind it -"

"But especially you. It's dark back there. Now, calm down and think about it - I'm going to take the stolen item from the side."

With a cat-like cruelty to prey on, Felt attacks Subaru's elusiveness.

She thrust her silent Subaru with an abusive grin,

"What is this badge? Actually, this guy deserves more than this look. That's why you want it, right? That means it's worth more than a magic machine."

"Wait, Felt. You, that idea is seriously at stake. It's the game brain that's more or less predictable about what the story is going to say... but seriously, don't do that"

Seeing Felt's money-keeper gauge go up, Subaru stops even as he makes a cold sweat. If it stays this way, her catch will go up without knowing the limits.

If that happens, it is the fate of BADEND that prolongs the negotiations and awaits them.

"Twenty or more holy gold coins, hit them with your hands at that value! Don't want any more than that! Elle... even the guy who asked you, twenty holy gold coins is the limit! I'm not letting you out any more!

"How do you know that?"

"Ah..."

"It's falling to talk. - You're related."

I just know because I have 'Back to Death', how easy it would be to say.

But even if I actually gave that explanation, there's no element you can believe.

For Felt, who deepens his suspicious eyes, I guess Subaru's words are no longer worthwhile to be believed without confrontation.

This is the only way to take the badge away from her by force.

"This muscle is getting in the way..."

"Take it easy, kid. I feel sorry for my younger little girl."

"It's your handiwork, this. I'm going to cry because I'm too strong."

If you bring it into violent shakedown, Grandpa Rom will beat you to the ground.

Even if I succeed in taking it away, I don't think I can beat Felt with a kick. At the time of the long walk, Subaru's fighting power would be quicker to count from the bottom even in the school year.

Even if you have a number of top three grades with other abilities, it's customary to miss an A judgment with lots of long-distance boobies, that level.

"Felt, please..."

"You can't even ask me to. I'll admit you as a negotiator. But we need to get the other guy's opinion, too. It's not fair, is it? Unless you want to talk about the value of this and get the right price."

There is no forgiveness or mercy for fine dust in the eyes that inquire.

The girl's eyes look diligent to grasp the truth from Subaru's attitude. But watching Subaru as a matter of fact doesn't make it worth the badge.

Unlike Elsa's, the reason Subaru wants a badge is just something to do with benevolence.

More than that, we only know the contents of the appearance, such as the jeweled badge, and there is no significant difference from the knowledge of the felt.

So Subaru can't give Felt the answer he wants.

"I want it because... I want it back to its original owner"

"- What?"

So polarity and spilling the truth were all of Subaru's sincerity.

"I want it back to my owner. That's why he wants a badge. That's all."

Against the eye-opening felt, Subaru says the same word with his face up.

Red eyes come at me with hostility and intimidation, but Subaru can only remain silent after taking it.

I can't afford to play games, I just kneel in good faith and bow my head.

"... felt. Hi, kid. You don't look like you're lying."

"Don't leave Grandpa Rom alone. You gotta be kidding me, right? Return to the owner? You want to buy it back from the guy you stole it from? This is ridiculous. Bring one of the guards in and catch a rat. That's all we need to talk about."

I can't do that. It's a consultation.

False Satella doesn't want the guards involved in this matter.

Therefore, he refused even Reinhardt's favor to offer his cooperation.

If that leads to her detriment, Subaru cannot do it.

That is the only sincerity that Subaru can offer, and the answer to a life-saving benevolence.

"If you're going to lie, you're going to lie better. Pretending to be serious doesn't fool you. Otherwise, Atashi... yes. Atashi won't be fooled."

"Felt......"

Like shaking something off, Felt makes a squeezing, plundering voice.

Does caring grandpa Rom know what's in her chest, that look hurts.

However, I can see that that stubborn attitude firmly forbids Felt from changing his mind.

That means the negotiations ended in failure.

- Who is it?

It was then that Grandpa Rom changed that look and glanced at the entrance to the collection of stolen goods.

Svalbard, who was on his knees and bowing his head, was stunned by the shock of the broken negotiations.

Therefore, this step delays the thought from reaching its answer.

The sharp knock continues several times and Grandpa Rom looks back in silence.

It was Felt who took that gaze and nodded. She pointed to herself,

"It could be Atashi's guest. I feel like it's too early."

As I say, I head toward the door and lay my hands on the door with my still angry cold face.

Staring at its back, Subaru realizes the sense of impatience that has rapidly engulfed him.

Customers of stolen goods, knocks and felt - there is one answer that they match and are derived from.

"-Don 't open it! They'll kill you!!

Earlier than planned. The light of the day slips slightly through the window is still slightly high, and it is only when it starts to stain orange, but it is too bright for sunset.

In the first world, in the second, despair came after sunset.

When we still had time, we weren't bracketing high.

It wasn't like that, but it's still too soon.

- There's still one thing, though, that you don't meet the conditions that change the world.

Such screams full of Subaru's grandeur were no less, and the voice of deterrence could not hesitate the movement of the felt that opened the door.

The door opens and the sunset colored light blurs away the dim darkness of the stolen goods collection.

And

"- Killing and all of a sudden nothing like that will happen."

With her lips pointed at the top of the Buddha, a silver-haired girl was stepping into the zoo.

"Good, you stay.... because I won't let you get away with it this time"

The silver-haired girl who has stepped in - the felt lags behind without a voice in her fake satire appearance.

Her expression of retreat is remorse, distorting her lips in abomination,

"Really, you're a stubborn woman."

"This is what you call a burglar fierce. Strange enough, you don't have to hurt yourself."

The temperature of the phony satire's voice is terribly cold, versus the felt that seems to be toothpicking.

In fact, I felt the temperature in the room starting to drop rapidly, and Subaru couldn't feel the tremor without thinking of the indoor atmosphere that was changing.

- Why, there's a fake satire here!?

The time still fits in the evening, and from the Subaru experience, it should be enough time to not even reach the entrance to the Glades yet.

First time listening from there, nearly two more hours. So it was my first route to the stolen goods store.

"Does that mean it's me? If it weren't for me, you'd get here so fast."

Without Subaru's therapeutic event in the alley, she'll get there on her own. That's as fast as it gets.

It proves my uselessness beyond time and space and makes me feel indescribable.

Things are progressing incrementally to leave Subaru, who remembers such nastiness.

The hindsight felt already moves from the center of the room to the back, and the fake satire turns her palms this way as she blocks the way to the door with her natural movements.

The faint sound of air cracking is due to the magic unfolding in her palms at their starting point. Whether specialty magic is an ice system, room temperature drops as ice columns are created in the universe.

"There is one demand from me. - Give me back my badge. It's important."

The number of ice columns floating in the universe is six. The tip is rounded and crushed, and the power emphasizes weight over sharpness. but if it hits, there is definitely a blow that cannot be compared to the rubble.

Naturally, while I'm cold sweating that I'm in that target, Subaru can only watch their interaction silently to avoid hitting badly.

"... Grandpa Rom"

"I can't move. You've brought trouble into every nasty person, Felt."

To the quiet call, but nervous the giant, Grandpa Rom answers by shaking his neck to the side.

At some point in its hand, a stick had appeared that I saw, but I don't depend on where the auspicious arm could hold it. To get lost, bewildered, he held his hand open and repeatedly closed.

"You don't admit you lost before you had a fight?

"If you're just a wizard opponent, I don't care if you pull... this opponent is a mess"

Grandpa Rom plays a provocative felt.

He narrows those gray eyes slightly to see the fake satire unfolding the ice-column.

Eyes looking down at her - floating there was a strong vigilance and awe above it.

"My lady.... you're an elf."

Grandpa Rom's inquiry with his lips trembling, Subaru unwittingly reacts with his face up.

Elves, is one of the indispensable species in this hand fantasy.

Long ears, long lives, and beautiful.

To Grandpa Rom's inquiry, False Satella often meditated, then exhaled small,

"Not right. - I'm an elf, because I'm only half."

Subaru frowns feeling painful in his mouth like confessing pain.

But the other two responded greatly to her confession.

Felt's reaction was notable in particular, as she slumped in a large,

"Half elf...... that too, silver hair!? No way......"

"It's someone else's likeness!... even I'm annoyed"

Subaru didn't know. It was an exchange, but it conveys some of how inadvertent that is for a fake satire.

In the wake of an unclear denial of circumstances, Felt's expression does not soothe.

On the contrary, when she saw Subaru in silence on this occasion, she stared with harsh hostility at those red eyes.

To Subaru, who makes his face tense in confusion, Felt laughs in a self-derisive manner,

"Brother. Now you've put on a real athlete, haven't you?

"What?"

"I thought it was suspicious because I would give it back to the owner or something. You didn't let the guys in the alley go sideways, was that a maneuver? It must have been a guru."

Subaru finds there is a misunderstanding in the pursuit of even resentment.

but on the other hand, we can also do some reflection on the circumstances that False Satella has been able to get to this point in this short time.

Again, it's impossible for a fake satire to arrive here at this hour. Yes, there was supposed to be an obstacle in the face of a favela hired by Felt to arrive late.

That did not occur this time by way of Subaru's interference, and the fake satire was to appear here at this time.

Causally, it is a highly influential story of Subaru, and Felt's anger is not so much a misunderstanding. In fact, the situation is tending towards what Subaru wants.

If the decision hitting remains out of Felt's and Grandpa Rom's hands, the badge will have to be returned to False Satella's disposal by force negotiations.

To tell the truth, I want to get my badge back and hand it to her is Subaru himself, but I can't tell you the luxury if it turns out to be back in her hands.

If it is pushed through this flow, it can be said to be the next good measure. However,

…… What do you mean? Aren't you guys one of them?

Seeing the difference between Felt and Subaru, a fake satire reacts to it.

To a baffled fake satire, Felt exhaled "ha" with a laughing attitude in his nose,

"Little play. Don't. It's this way that they're cornered. Why don't you take your medal back and laugh at your flirtatious stupidity?"

"You're too humble, that. Don't exaggerate just because the situation is a little unfavorable."

"Take this situation out of your way and say it. Oh, shit. You fooled me!

Felt scratching her blonde hair and raising her voice in remorse.

A fake satire that deepens the wrinkles between the eyebrows while watching its maidenly attitude without any of it.

Watching their subtle misinteractions, Subaru clapped his hand and went in between,

"Well, that's enough because it's gonna be tricky. Felt give him his badge back. Than Sate...... you get out of here early. It's like they don't steal anymore."

"I don't know why you're being intimate with me, and I don't know why."

"I'm not convinced that Atashi is with me. Brother, you, what the hell?

The maneuver to take it well or not fails brilliantly.

Conversely, he drew the attention of two people in the vortex all together and went out on the back of intensive fire.

look at Grandpa Rom for help with the difficulty of explaining, but he put his thick arms together to

"It's not magic, it's spirituality. You can't move in a rare way."

And I have refused to reinforce with an idea different from this one's intentions.

It also bothers me that a subtle new word was emerging, but I also can't stand the sharpness of the gaze from the two women.

Somehow we managed to make a good escape - when we saw the door.

- The black shadow was softly slipping, sneaking behind the silver-haired girl.

"- Pack! Prevent!!

A flashing smile passes through the shadows of the room and a silver twinkle flies through the white neck in such a motion.

After the moment, the girl's neck is splashed and blown in front of the opening Subaru - if it were meant to be, it would have been the future that could have happened.

- Pleasant sound.

It was not the sound of steel breaking bones, but the eardrums trembled with the sound of steel breaking glass.

Behind the head of a fake satire that lays down slightly, a magic formation unfolding there that glows pale and blue.

He had taken the blade from the front where it could be tapped, completely protecting that white noodle from the murder blade.

"Pack...... eh"

"You had one hair in a while, exactly"

A fake satire that flies itself forward and looks back.

Long silver hair following her movements late, peeking through her shoulder is a small gray body-haired animal.

fluttering good at pink noses, and the pack looked at Subaru slightly with those black eyes,

"How could that have been a good time? Thank you."

"It was this way that saved me. Amen to that."

This is also a weak thumbs-up against thumbs-up tricks.

The emergence of a fake satire before sunset - which does not even mean that it is during her comfortable backup working hours.

Though she spoke out loud, her body was protected by more than expected performances.

And the raiders, which took the form of a well-prevented ambush,

"- The Spirit, the Spirit. Hehe, nice. The Spirit hasn't killed him yet."

It was a familiar killer - Elsa - who lifted the Kukli knife in front of his face and floated a trance.

Subaru and pseudo-satire wary of its abrupt emergence. But it was neither of them who took action against her.

"Hey, what are you talking about!

It's felt to scream, step forward and raise your anger.

When she poked her finger at Elsa and took the badge she held out of her nostalgia,

"It should have been your job to buy out the badge. If we're going to turn this place into a sea of blood, that's a different story!

"It's your job to buy out the badges you stole. It's very, very important that you bring it to the owner. That's why I decided to reschedule."

Felt, who was blushing in anger, unwittingly lowered as his eyes wet with the intention of killing him. Such Felt Fear, Elsa looked down to Love,

"I'm on the spot, kill everyone involved. I'm going to collect my badge on it."

With the Mercy Mother's smile on her face, she leaned her neck in a grievous manner,

"- You couldn't get the job done. I can't help being truncated."

"- Huh"

Felt's expression distorted into agony seemed another emotion, not fear.

I don't know what kind of harp line that touched. I didn't know.

"Oh my God, you're kidding me -!!"

It caused Subaru so much anger that he also forgot the difference in strength and yelled at him.

Elsa sees Subaru as surprised. Felt, Grandpa Rom, and fake satire are no exception. But nobody is most surprised. It was Subaru himself.

Even myself, I don't know why I'm so mad.

I don't know, so I decided to leave it up to the emotions that were coming in and spit it all out.

"You little kid, you're not bullying me and having fun! My bowel lover sadistic woman!! The appearance was too abrupt in the first place, were you waiting for the timing outside!? I'm super scared that it might work or something. Seriously, I don't want to see you! How painful and crying I thought I was, I had cancer! I'd be a billionaire by now if I'd gotten a dime every time I got busted with a blade! That's too much!

"... what are you talking about, you"

"I don't even know what you're talking about in the tension and anger gauge MAX! It's such a sunny day, but how are you guys doing? Keep your channels up!

Small and exhaling like Elsa's uncommonly frightened to the fury of an unintelligible Subaru.

While subtly scratched by her attitude like that, Subaru remained a spurned momentum.

"End of time buying - do it, pack!!

"That was a brilliant mess. - I'll live up to your expectations."

Elsa looks up in response to a floating voice in Subaru trampling the ground.

Surrounding her perimeter, all directions, is an ice column pointing at the tip - that's more than twenty.

"You didn't even introduce yourself yet, young lady. My name is Pack. - Just remember the name and die."

Shortly afterwards, shelling by ice columns from all directions had been slammed all over Elsa's body.