Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

- There was a woman, a woman.

The woman was emotional. The woman was always crying. I was sensitive to pain and kept crying all the time.

There was one reason to mourn and grieve, I couldn't forgive my helplessness.

Around the woman was always strife, but battle, and usurpation abounded.

No matter how many times I raised my voice, no matter how much I shouted, the grief never came to an end, trying to call myself to cry. So the woman cursed her fate.

Curse fate, curse, curse. The woman realizes the quote she cursed. No matter how much you cry, it's useless.

The next thing the woman who noticed it wanted was just pure power.

Desiring the power to overwhelm the other, to wipe out everything, the woman hurts herself by throwing herself to the limit, to gain as much strength as she could obtain, and she ran with the utmost strength as she sought.

What we need is not the power to hurt. Power to take away, not even that.

I asked for so much overwhelming strength that no one could catch up. I believed that would stop it from fighting.

The woman who keeps crying wanted the power to not have to cry.

The battle between power and power cannot be stopped without helplessness.

I can't reach my voice. Wishes don't come true. The mourning is turned away, and the sorrow covers the sky.

Why are you okay? Why can you hurt someone else? Why do I want to live with my injuries? I don't see why, why, why, there's another way.

"A child is crying. The old man is crying. A man is crying. A woman is crying. Everybody's crying. And yet why -!!"

I even craved strength to stop it.

He built himself up and endured any pain and pierced the will of steel.

Eventually the woman reaches. to an overwhelming frontier that does not lean on the unrivalled force.

The woman who stood on the battlefield yells out loud telling her to stop fighting.

He twisted all his powers with his strength, crushed all his moans with his strength, and beat all his malice with his strength, and ran only to stop the flowing tears.

Beat those who hold the sword, kick those who rely on magic, crush those who strip their fangs, and crush those who seek battle without one left.

But the more a woman resists, the stronger she is, the more swords, magic, and fangs she will have.

It's like a spiral, a battle spiral.

No one has the answers to keep themselves alive but to confront them with force.

That's why no one knows there's any other way than to fight and win.

"Why -!!"

I think so myself, I end up waging violence.

The woman cried, lowering her bloodwet fist, looking to heaven with her blood painted back.

The battle will not stop. All my efforts and my runs are in vain, and my tears never stop.

Despair finally came to the chest of a woman who had not stopped and kept running.

Tears broke out. Overflowed.

Cold tears of helplessness and disappointment, not hot tears that kept flowing.

But at the same time, there was another emotion that sprang up.

Passionate enough to dye darker inside your chest, brighter vision than that, and whiter head.

The woman will know, weeping, who the emotion is.

Knowing the name of that emotion, knowing the beginning of that emotion, the woman understands.

I haven't been, sad and crying all my life.

It's just that I've been, like, mad.

The name of that emotion, people are angry - no, this is what people call 'anger'.

To a world that forces tears, to people who don't stop fighting, to the irrationality of life that will one day always end.

- Let me feed you Iron Fist.

Only when did the woman get up, pay dirt on her dirty knees, and run out again.

Jump into the middle of people still fighting, punch them in the face and scream.

Stop fighting. Look at the sky. Ask the wind. Smell the flowers. Live with your family, your lover.

To the woman's voice, for the first time, upset ran to the battlefield.

Fist enough for the earth to crack, kicking enough for the sky to roar, all of which kept people alive.

Scratches clogged, screams stopped, knees broken in warmth, and the battle made no sense.

Life regresses on a daily basis, and crying voices disappear from the battlefield.

People's tears stopped. People thanked the woman. Raise your voice, wave, laugh.

But by then, the woman was nowhere to be found.

Naturally.

Women still have things to do. No time to look back, no reason to stop.

No one will cry, no dispute, nothing will be taken away, in search of such a world.

Run, run, keep running, women keep waving their fists.

Until all tears stop sooner or later. Wet your own cheeks, until the hot Shizuku stops.

- "Angry Witch" burned his anger at grief and kept running all the time.

――――

One more thing, find the book of the knowable dead, and Subaru regresses in reality.

What flows in from the open book is the battlefield and the beliefs that the person named in the book ran through in his lifetime, only a fraction of that superficial layer.

Even if you know so...

"... heavy"

I have the feeling that Zuri and shapeless lead accumulate inside my chest.

A man's whole life, whatever he is, a second is a second, a minute is a minute, a year is a year. There is no such thing as measuring the concentration of that life, and it is therefore time that always flows equally.

There's no way I can convey such a stack of time with a sentence that just left on such a thin piece of paper or a transcription of a memory using special techniques.

Still, even if it was just a part of the touch, Subaru needed to endure not being dragged into the pouring consciousness.

By then, people's footprints are big and heavy.

"Subaru, are you okay?

"... oh, I'm fine. I'm fine. I just got a little headache."

"I'm not saying it's okay..."

Close the open book and Emilia stares thoughtfully at Subaru returning to the bookshelf. With one eye on her gaze, Subaru pointed to the book he had now returned,

"I saw another book of witches. This time, well, it's the book of the best of witches. I knew she was a little weird."

"Weird kid...... sexmet?

"That's a lot of weird people. So, you know about Sekhmet?

Emilia must have also run into the witch Echidna at the 'Sanctuary' cemetery, at the Tea Party of Dreams, but she hasn't heard about her contact with any witches other than Echidna. Or Echidna was surprised that the name of Sekhmet came out of Emilia's mouth because she thought she would not have let the other five meet except Subaru.

"Lazy Witch," Sekhmet, a self-depraved woman who had stretched her red-purple hair all she could, but her behavior, anyway, her humanity was the most commonsense of witches.

"If you know Sekhmet, what about the other witches? For example, Minerva in this book."

"Yeah, I'm sorry. I only met Echidna and Sekhmet at the cemetery. I've only spoken to Sekhmet a little bit."

"Oh well. No, it's nothing. Even if I know someone, I don't feel very comfortable looking at them."

Bitterly smiling at the ever-dripping Emilia, Subaru taps lightly on the side of the bookshelf.

The bookcase, which encloses the memory of the dead, is made of a strange material that cannot be made of wood or iron, and is not frightened even by the clap of Subaru.

Currently, the Subaru vandalizing the three-tiered 'Tigeta' library continue their authentic search activities on the understanding that the countless books that fit in the bookcase evoke the memory of the dead.

It's easy to find out what you're looking for.

"Nevertheless, I wonder where the stairs go up the stairs"

"So far, I've got zero clues..."

Emilia twisting her neck and Subaru sighs with her neck twisting opposite.

Now, what's bothering our heads all together is the question that goes beyond the "exam" of the three layers of "Tigeta" and comes up next - not the question - but the location of the stairs to try the two layers in the first place.

Monolith's expanding white space disappeared and the Great Library of 'Tygeta' opened.

Thanks to this, we were able to reach a space where coveted technology was used by some people to touch the memory of the dead.

"It's a place that has nothing to do with us right now."

It takes a tremendous amount of time and luck to find the information the Subaru's want, from the memory of the dead that matches their faces and their names, from the memory that they can't actively choose either.

Neither can we expect the status quo. Time, of course, Subaru was not sure to speak in lies that he was blessed with luck, etc.

"So maybe the information we want is up there."

"Yet you can't go up there. I tried jumping on top of the bookshelf, but you can't."

"Emilia Tan is pretty daring..."

Point to the ceiling and reflect on the events that Emilia demonstrated earlier.

I boiled my business searching for stairs heading up, and the outermost side of the bookcase lined up in circles - the 'Tigeta' library jumped on top of the bookshelf in the highest position because of the structure with higher steps on the floor from the center to the outside, but still couldn't reach the ceiling.

By the way, when I rode on top of the bookshelf, I would note that Emilia's short skirt hem was rocking quite boldly, but in a strange and invisible motion.

To that subaru far-fetched point, Emilia touches the hem of her skirt,

"The pack taught me. Uh, a girly, sophisticated protective law...... is that it? That's because I'm always careful."

"It's like wanting to praise the puck. It's like wanting to blame me. It's complicated.... ma, anyway."

Emilia has already failed to forcefully go upstairs by physical means.

In other words, the stairs appear in some way gimmicks - not only the emergence of the library, but it is more elaborate that just going up to the upper floors would take one hassle.

I think being too elaborate would motivate the challenger, but perhaps the designer, Frugel, built a surveillance tower considering the area as well. hateful.

"I want to see the face of my parents... in the first place, it's a mystery how I look at myself"

"- Subaru, can I have a moment?

A voice is heard in the back of the blurry Subaru's head. The opponent is Julius, who was vandalizing the library opposite the Subaru's. Subaru raises one hand when he sees him walk over here with Anastasia next door.

"Hmm, did you find anything?

"Unfortunately, there's no harvest. I haven't even been able to find a book with a name I've seen since the first one. You guys seem to have the same result."

"Not really. Subaru found another book and fluttered. Hey, Subaru."

"Emilia, I'm proud of you, so I'll take a ride, but it is."

"Right. Love yourself."

After subtly touching the remaining lumpy temples, Julius gently pulled his jaw into Subaru, where he gripped his face. sideways the exchange between the two men, Emilia went on to say "but,"

"Julius and the others haven't found the stairs either. Really, I'm in so much trouble."

"I guess in Master Emilia's heart.... but if this library really records the names of all the dead from the past to the present, it's not very much, but we can't get around it alone. More, and that's what we need to name the country."

After prejudging it as understaffed, Julius suggests so with a seriously rotten face.

Neither does Subaru ultimately disagree with that Julius statement. Already the Augurian dunes have been attacked, and if you just want to reach the surveillance tower, you just need to go through the Nest of the Warcraft. That's enough, it must be a great adventure...

"Compared to before, the road to the tower was opened as well. Considers it worthwhile to report to the State even in the sense of making effective use of this incredible library"

"The material value isn't half of it.... I'm pretty sure your favorite historical bug will bury you, too."

"That's only a secondary element"

Responding quickly to Subaru's tea, then Julius is often silent. but soon he exhaled, "No," he glanced,

"It would be a lie if I said I didn't expect that at all. Sorry, I had a personal heart."

"Don't make such a dent, what's wrong with moving with your personal heart? So when I think about it, what happens to me when I act 100 percent lower?"

Basically, Subaru expects something in return, and he doesn't even think he can abandon his personal heart and move with a sense of purpose. It's all about me at all times, that's Subaru's philosophy of action and policy.

That's why I don't approach the statues of noble knights like Reinhardt and Julius.

"Even more so, I'm not trying to stay away. In the first place, as far as I can remember, Mr. Anastasia wanted to be king. Different?"

"Mmm, no. Of which, the reason I want to be king is because I want to satisfy my greed. As a result, profits turn around us. That's all the story."

Anastasia laughs without a breeze that makes her uncomfortable, in the words of disrespectful or impudent Subaru. Then she touched her collar roll, stroking its white fur,

"It's funny because Julius and I are going to be the main subjects. I think so, don't you, Emilia and the others?

"Personally, it helps that I don't have all the extra footprints, so it helps if you dissolve me with the difference in musicality as it is...... Ouch! Emilia, it hurts!

"You don't say Ijiwal things. - I can't say anything far-fetched about the Anastasians because I don't know them better than before. But no matter how fine they are, I'll do it my way, with my knights."

My knight, picked Subaru's sleeve at the part of, and Emilia stretched her chest. With his chest full on its side, Subaru exhales long from his nose.

"It might be a little bit, but I'm not gonna lose"

"Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey... Ouch! Ouch!"

With his arms clasped as soon as he was made brown, Subaru jumps away from Emilia's punishment and flees. For such an exchange between the two, Julius and Anastasia are poisoned faces.

Julius, in particular, looked like he was no longer in the atmosphere of self-reflection until just before.

"... Sometimes I get seriously scared about you guys. I can't tell how serious I am and how far I'm not."

"Anyway, Emilia, I'm mostly serious and serious. Isn't that cute there?

"I'll keep it in my chest."

That's how Julius pulls his jaw, and the story of his derailment first ends at the station. Pulling back to business instead is anastasia with both hands slapped.

"So, back to what I was saying... we're short of manpower, so we talked about calling people from the outside. Yeah, you did?

"Yes, you're right. As things stand, anxiety about the dunes will mostly be alleviated, and it will also be possible to put a large investigative team into the tower. If you can discover anything in this library, not just on the road to the upper floors..."

"Well, we feel scared."

"Scary, is it?

It blocks Julius from valving hot, and Anastasia shakes her head loose. To his own knight frowning at that answer, Anastasia said, "Oh?" I put my finger up.

"More manpower, we're welcome about that. This library, it's hard to just look around. Especially since our backs are low and my neck hurts just looking at the bookshelves."

Anastasia, who slaps her nagging tongues, goes on to say, "Let's burn,"

"Really, I wonder if a lot of people can get inside the tower."

――――

"The basics of business are to think in the other person's shoes. Well, not just business, but the foundation of a useful life in any situation. So, let's think about it accordingly."

"Think about it, their position? But who are you talking about?

"The one who built this tower, prepared for the 'exam', and placed Mr. Shawla...... yah. Think about it in the way the person feels. And then you'll see it. Yah?

"Is your personality crooked?

"I think we're in the middle of something."

When Subaru bends his lips, Anastasia just nods in agreement.

To that word, serious Emilia and Julius are difficult faces. but Subaru and Anastasia, which belong to one side or the other of bad character, are in tune with nature.

Anastasia's words seemed best.

If, really, a person with a bad personality tries to increase the offensive difficulty of this tower.

"Shaura! I need to ask you something. Hey, come here."

"Master? Yes, yes, go now, ssoo!!

Big, when I call Shaura on the other side of the bookcase, I get a prestigious reply and soon I see a tall jumping figure. It's Shaura.

She stretched out her arms, nudging her long ponytail, and with a full smile she slammed into Subaru's chest -

"Ohhhhhh!

"Hiya."

"Ngis!

Subaru barely avoided the momentum.

As soon as I could not kill the momentum, Shaura bounced off the ground, staring at me with a resentful face with her hands and feet on the floor.

"Ugh, master, don't be serious, sss"

"No, I didn't avoid that because you're the one now, reflexively because the momentum was amazing"

"So you're gonna give me a hug when you get close enough!?

"Huh? I don't like it?

"Why ssss! Ah, what's the matter with Shino? You're such a glamour! You're such a bitch!

"Are you a bitch? Then that's why."

Shaura making a scene in the disgruntled circle, and Svalbard's words and actions suck. And that's how the two girls came just this way from the bouncing tip of the obstinate chaurat.

Beatrice and Mary, whatever their appearance, are a rare combination.

Beatrice distances herself just a little from Mary when she realizes that Subaru's thoughts have come to a gaze.

The same goes for Petra, who is the same age as Beatrice (on the outside), but Beatrice has a pretty easy line on how she treats her and how she treats Mary.

Regardless, it would be impossible to treat Petra, a favored ally in the same faction, the same way as Mary, who was originally sent in as an assassin from somewhere and was involved in the burning of the forbidden library and the mansion.

"That's how you get to know people, you can't make friends forever."

"I wonder what you suddenly came up with. Besides, Chaura's got him on the way, and I can't even talk to him."

"Uh, I'm sorry I broke your back about that story. Did you get anything?

"... I wonder if there was anything in particular. Besides, if you think about it, it might not have been enough to talk about it. Yeah, I guess so."

――

Turning away a lot, Beatrice quickly trumps Subaru's question.

Subaru felt alienated by his subtly stubborn attitude, but it was quicker for the collapsing chaurat to recover than pursuing Beatrice about it.

Shaura, who was lying on the ground, rose and flexed with only the force of his abs,

"It's not even what started right now that your teacher shouldn't. Refresh your mind, sss. The quickest way to get back on your feet is, uh, Shine's Taste."

"That would be really helpful and cooperative. Can I ask you something sometimes, Miss Shawla?"

"What su? It's not easy to talk to someone who's not your teacher."

"Sure, you're an attractive woman, but let's invite you to dinner another time. - I want to confirm a few things about the circumstances surrounding this tower."

Julius flaunts her graceful oral complaint about Shaura expressing her tightness in a bitch. Neither did Shaura anticipate the answer to that, rounding her eyes like she did, and being honest with her, "Ah, yes, sss".

"Thank you. So, first of all... do you know where the stairs go from here to the second floor?

"Is that a two-storey 'Electra' staircase? Come on? Uh, I can't believe you went up from four layers. Shh. I don't know, sss."

"That's a shocking statement."

If self-declaration is true, the years Shaura spent in the watchtower should be about four hundred years.

In the meantime, if you concentrated on surveillance of the dunes and didn't even take a stroll in the surveillance tower where you live, then you have to say that's just too much looking up loyalty.

Honestly, it's extremely complicated as a subaru to be treated as a teacher.

"Julius, hey, yeah."

and now on behalf of Julius, Anastasia turns to Shaura. Anastasia, claiming the right to question following the knight, reflected Chaura in his shallow-colored eyes.

"Mr. Shawla, do you want me to do that? Precisely this surveillance tower... no, the keeper of the Great Library Playades?

"Yigu Kuratori no su"

"I see. Then our predictions and... four. Mm-hmm. Five?

Anastasia lifts her right hand and raises five fingers. To the trick and remark, Shaura blinked her eyes with a decent face, unable to read the intent.

However,

"- Mr. Shawla is told, a secret decision to protect the tower. Unlike five?

――――

For the first time, Shaura was stunned by the words of Anastasia, who smiled quite a bit.

The reaction, which opened his eyes and made him jump on the shoulder, was clearer than words, indicating that Anastasia's suspicions were true.

"In the first place, uh, I wasn't hiding anything, sss. I just didn't tell you because you wouldn't ask. Shh. There, I want you to leave it in writing properly, sss."

"Just tell me everything."

Anastasia breaks his secrets and Subaru crushes the mundane Chaura's elucidation.

to that tough posture, Shaura poked each finger of her own two hands,

"For example, Tess, if your teachers try to leave the tower in confidence, Tess, I'll kill you mercilessly."

"Awesome!?

"It's not like I want to do anything else, sss! Talk about analogy, Tess! In the first place, this is an irreversible problem for me."

When Subaru peels at the exact declaration of hostility, Shaura shrinks her length and shakes her head. Pepper sits down and holds her knees, Shaura crushes that abundant breast with her own knees.

"Ah, I can't believe I killed your master, can I, sss? Ah Shino ends up getting slaughtered, but the mess sucks......"

"If you don't like it so much, just refuse... no way, you wouldn't even mention a contract or anything"

I have a bad feeling, Subaru says the word to Shaura.

In the first place, it's a story I could come up with if I thought about Shaura's identity from the beginning. A keeper who has been stuck in the tower for four hundred years and keeps an eye on the enclosed temple of the witch instead of the 'wise man'.

I am entrusted with such an overly long role of mind, and on top of that, I will continue to follow the instructions for hundreds of years actually. - Life expectancy and the way it is, it's not human.

"You're a spirit, too, aren't you, Bear?

Beatrice, who had been tied to a forbidden library for four hundred years on the grounds of promises he had not made.

Just like that girlfriend, what if Shaura had waited another four hundred years for something to be reached that could cross the conditions, one after the other with something close to the surveillance tower.

Or she's the same as Beatrice...

"It's not like that, is it, sss? It wouldn't have happened if they'd put me with spirits and all those fuzzy people, ss. Absolutely refuse...... something, suddenly everyone is scared of their eyes ssss!

"Eighty percent of the face in this place has something to do with the Spirit!

Anyway, there are three spiritualists, including immature people. Furthermore, there is one young girl, the Spirit itself, and one person whose body is being taken over by the provisional Spirit. What's irrelevant is about the ghost sisters waiting downstairs and Mary looking at Shawla with a pranky face for some reason.

Shaura's say is not pleasant for such a group.

It's just...

"Then what are you? If you're not a spirit, you don't have to be so desperate to keep your pact."

"What are you talking about, Subaru? I don't care if you're a spiritual or a spiritual user, if you promised, you'd have to keep it. Promises matter. Yes, repeat."

"No, I'm sorry about that one now, but with the Aya of the Word..."

"Promises matter. Yes."

"Promises matter. Promises matter. Promises matter."

Unexpectedly, he is reprimanded by Emilia, repeated three times to obtain forgiveness.

Together, Subaru and Emilia have extra time to interact, and Shaura's stubborn attitude is utterly difficult to understand.

I really don't think we're just talking about being messy.

"What matters now is what Miss Shawla is ordered to do. It's your bad habit to get out of line a lot. You better be conscious."

"It's like I'm all bad... ok! It was my fault! I admit it was my fault, so that makes me spit!

"Wow, totally eight hits, but that's the master. Speak Sz."

To Subaru stuffed with pitiful faces, Shaura strikes her hand in a pleasant manner. And then she coughed and opened her mouth with a strangely haunting attitude.

"Wonder, let me talk to you briefly about what Ah Shi is saying. First, the Great Library Playades challenger will never let you out again, sss"

All of a sudden, there's nothing you can do.

"It's okay! There's a proper way out, sss! Yikes - and if you finish solving the 'exam' of the big library properly and go further 'Maia', there's no problem, sss. All ok ss."

Thumbs up, thumbs up shawla.

"By the way, if you violate this condition, uh, the promise you made to your master is void because the scissors change quickly to a killing-machine with no blood or tears. I'll hand it out, sss."

"Will you take precedence over what you promised me? It hurts."

"Ooh, I can't believe I succeeded in hurting your master, uh, my servant raised his arm, sss! This must be evolution, sss! Four hundred years of agglomeration!

"It's ironic!

"Ah servant ss!

Speaking sharply, then Shaura holds up her second finger and carries on the words "Continued -" as she rhythmically rocks her raised finger.

"I'm tired of pomming around, sucker. I. It is forbidden to leave without finishing the 'exam'. II. It is forbidden to go against the 'exam' decision. III. No disrespect for the library. IV. No acts of sabotage to the tower itself. V... uh, V is... uh, no ss"

"Four things in all… but"

I take the words of Shaura, who is so badly toothed, and Emilia looks back at Subaru with a thoughtful look. Her anxiety and concern, and Subaru also agreed.

The content of Shaura's mouth is roughly a matter of scope that can be protected, but there are a few things that concern me. Especially problematic is...

"Don't worry about forbidding it to go against the 'exam' rules."

"Something about decisions we don't know is hidden behind us."

Julius agrees with Subaru when he puts his hand on his chin.

Subaru and the others have not received any indication of such a decision with regard to the 'test' of the three-tiered 'Tigeta', or at least the question of asterism using monoliths.

Speaking of which, I was disqualified as soon as I touched the wrong monolith -.

"Decisions, decisions... what, that sounds nasty"

"... the graveyard's 'trials' could no longer be challenged until the next day if they failed. That's a little like redoing the 'exam' earlier, but maybe."

So cut the words, and Emilia bites her lips hesitantly. The trembling purple blue eyes looked at Subaru slightly, and Subaru nodded back at his gaze.

"If you've come up with something, talk to me. 'Cause I don't make fun of anything I say."

"Yeah, okay. You know, Subaru and Anastasia also said that whoever built this tower was awesome Ijiwal...... right?

"The choice of words is cute. I don't know, but no. So?"

"It's also important to think in the other person's shoes. I mean, I feel like an awesome, idyllic person, considering what Shaura said right now, I don't know."

Everyone's gaze concentrated, and Emilia licked her own lips once there. Then she lays her hands on top of each other, pointing that fingertip to the ceiling,

"I don't know what decisions I have to keep, and yet I don't know what they are.... don't you think it's Ijiwal in itself?

"... that is"

"Imagine the content of the decision, but try not to break it."

――――

To Emilia's anxious words, Subaru and the others looked at each other.

To that reaction Emilia lay her eyes bordered by long lashes,

"If it was Echidna, that's what you'd do."

"... Emilia, too, is that the guy with a bad personality that comes to mind? I feel good."

A word added to the supplement adds credibility, at least for Subaru.

Emilia's unfamiliar, ill-personalized human idea - and it was felt by Subaru that it might be quite right.

Set rules that must not be broken and do not reveal their contents to challengers.

Quite a trick with bad character and taste.

"By the way, are you the judge who broke this decision?

"He's getting to know something, sss. No matter which of the terms I just said are broken, uh, they'll figure that out. So I can't delude you. - Oh, and the teachers, absolutely."

Later in the word, the voice, somewhat uttered in a mysterious manner, had power.

That is not the power of Chaura, in the sense that it is. Rather, the opposite is true.

- I had the power to make Shaura say to a being as powerful as Shaura.

"Originally, there was just a further overlap of bad news where it was bad news. Now."

"I can tell you all that. I envy you sometimes."

He spilled his exhale, and Julius said so to Subaru, who shrugged so. When Subaru looked back at its sturdy side, he shrugged his shoulders and

"After all, will a position that can always only be relative to the character cultivate such a spirit? If so, that's a difference in experience that I can hardly do."

"You're more frightened underfoot. Right now, I'm gonna hit my pinky on the corner of my desk. Hit it."

"Yes, yes, we're going to have a good fight. Yeah, but you almost forgot the point?

He breaks in between Subaru and Julius and looks down at Shaura, where Anastasia sits.

"So it really ends. What? Other than that, you're gonna be okay, right?

"I swear, sss. Now you're lying, sss. Besides, unless this decision is broken, uh, your body is, uh, shiatsu. Wrong ss. Master's stuff, sss."

"I don't need it."

"I got pushed back, sss! But my heart is always beside your master, sss!

"I don't need that either."

Reinforced by Anastasia with her hands on her hips, Shaura firmly expresses her position along with unwanted information. Although there are extra decorations everywhere, for one thing, a promise to Subaru downstairs - not to harm the Subaru people - would mean keeping.

Conditionally, while the decision is not broken,

"Still, I can't believe I have to finish the 'exam' to get out there... it's more and more like the 'trial' in the cemetery, isn't it?"

"No, worst of all, you can go home if you defeat this hostile guy, right? It's looser than a graveyard."

"Your master doesn't do that, sss! My heart was wider and gentler than anyone else, sss! Yabe, I'm getting itchy because I lied to you, sss!

In front of sighing Emilia and Subaru, a well-deserved chaurat is bumping.

For one thing, is this really the place to hear from Shaura?

"We're done talking. Ah? also, are you okay to stick with your naked sister?

"It's over. It's over. All right, whatever you want. I miss you so much."

Seeing the end of the story, until then, Mary, who was outside the mosquito net, rushes to Chaura. And clinging to that thin shoulder, he was up on his back again.

Totally in the tower, in a form that settles into Mary's designated position. For Shaura, who is powerful enough to be in charge of a dragon car, it weighs about as much as Mary, though that would be the same feather.

"When you're beside your sister, you're kind of calming down."

"Ah, well, I don't care, sss. I'll take care of Chibiko II, Sz."

"Number two?

"Number two is the little one over here, number one is the little one over there"

With Mary on her shoulder, Shaura refers to Beatrice as number one.

Beatrice has no reaction to that rather disrespectful remark by Shaura. It is her personality that usually makes her face red and eats and hangs on the chaura.

"I mean, I didn't get mixed up with the story at all earlier, and what's wrong?

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"Bear child? Hey, Beatrice. Be careful. I'll kiss your forehead."

"... you just have to be on your own"

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It's not like you haven't heard, it's such a careless reply to Subaru's words. That's not funny, Subaru frowns.

Then,

"Mucha."

"I wonder!?

Something made me angry, so I really kissed him on the forehead, and as soon as I could, Beatrice returned to me, holding on to her mouthed forehead and not flying big. Fall. Stand up. Fall.

"You're too upset..."

"Hey, what are you suddenly doing!? I don't think it's too pulsating!

"I had a connection, and I got your permission. Are you sure you're okay?

Subaru worries about the girl, scratching her forehead somewhat as she rubs it desperately.

Come to think of it, this is a tower in the middle of a said dune. Subaru doesn't really know. There's got to be some kind of temper, and that could be the reason.

"If you're not feeling well, hold hands with me. That'll calm you down."

"I can't do it in this stream! Maybe I'll give you some time to calm down!

Reddishing his face, Subaru shrugged his shoulders to Beatrice, who summoned Gaska. I'm a little shocked they refused me until I held hands, but now it's her usual attitude.

If you're worried about anything, let's look at the desk and ask it out again.

"Well, then, the rest of the problem..."

"In the end, you mean the stairs to the second floor are not located except in the dark clouds?"

Again, Julius takes over Subaru's words as he turns to the bookcase.

The slight disappearing appearance is due to the fact that his thoughts, which the manpower needed, were half-stressed by the decision being ordered by Shaura.

If we don't finish the 'exam', we won't be allowed to get out of the tower. Naturally, it would also mean that we would not be allowed to return to the dunes to call people.

Therefore, the search has no alternative but to continue in its present face.

"Do you know what it's like to look for a grain of gold you dropped on a dune?

"It's a poetic expression, not like you, but I can honestly agree with you."

Subaru and Julius are rare and honestly intent on the challenges ahead.

Even if I stay in this position, it won't be clear. I just thought I'd throw myself in the ocean of this book and find a way to get up there.

"Hey, me, I was just thinking"

Emilia raises her hand small to the two people who also intend to come to the library anew.

to the two looking back. When she leaned her neck and put her finger on those lips,

"Someone who's not honest about his character has been thinking about building towers."

"The choice of words is cute. I don't know, but no. So?"

At the end of an exchange that was attacked by earlier reflexes, illusions like repetition, Emilia added, "So,"

"It's a staircase place, but hey..."

"After all, the character of the guy who built this tower, you suck at shit!!

The staircase stretched high and long - before heading to the two-tier 'Electra' - Subaru exhaled his unbearable anger.

staircase to the second floor, Emilia came up with, its stash of -,

"I thought it might come out of four layers or five layers that I hadn't seen before."

Such Emilia's words, like complicated as glad to hit them.

Her guess was all hit, and the stairs to the second floor were four floors, right next door to the green room where the rams and lems were waiting - appearing in that blank space.