Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

- Happy, I want to be.

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- A good or bad life is a great beating where birth and the environment dictate.

That was the philosophy that Louis Arneb gained at the end of eating and fishing for countless human lives as Bishop of the Great Crimes of "Rapture".

Louis Arneb is the three brothers and sisters of the Bishop of the Great Crimes, his youngest sister, who crowns "bulimia".

Originally, contrary to the scale of its activities and the dodging of its controls, it is surprisingly unknown witchcraft of internal affection, but many are riddled, among other things, with regard to the Bishop of the Great Crimes.

The main cause is that the majority of the humans I met have lost their lives, but the name is nevertheless known among the Bishops of the Great Crimes - no, in the past form, so it would have been the two 'laziness' and 'greed' who were 'known'.

Others have been riddled for years with what kind of raw they are, even though they are known to have the Bishop of the Great Crimes of 'Anger' and 'Lust', and 'Rapture'. Not to mention the presence of Louis Arneb, the youngest sister of the three brothers and sisters of 'bulimia', not even the same Bishop of the Great Crimes, with exceptions.

The hidden Bishop of the Great Crimes, that was Louis Arneb's standing.

"Well, it's not like we wanted to, sa"

In the white space he's been in since birth, Louis growls so as he stretches his legs.

On the way, Louis can't get out of this space and he can't meet anyone. The power of "bulimia" can only be wielded in a very limited number of places, too, the one called the Rotting of Treasures.

But thanks to my two brothers, I was never only incapable of eating.

The 'memories' and 'names' that my brothers ate - that is, because I could fill my hunger by stumbling on other people's lives from side to side.

"Why are we like this?

Louis, filled with hunger by the spills of his brothers and devouring the lives of others, formed himself little by little, soon learned that he was in a completely different situation from others.

There is no body to be free, and only consciousness can move it.

Even though I have a 'memory' of walking, I have no experience of walking. That's the defective product called myself.

"Oh... what a wretch we are"

Louis was so aware that he was in an 'unhappy' situation.

And no matter how much I mourned, I also understood that the environment could not be changed.

The brothers eat to compete so as to comfort their grieving sister. That's how we provide our sister with the same plates we ate.

The plates the brothers carried were greatly overflowing with their own personalities.

Rye, who names himself a 'gastronomer', loves a life of intense flavor, both good and bad.

Roy in "Bad Eats" prioritizes numbers anyway and becomes obsessed with filling his hunger with clutter.

As for Louis, Rye's chosen plates were often more enjoyable, but he also got a lot from Roy's chosen plates, which he eats and fishes unrestrained.

Chew many lives, compare flavors, roll over your tongue and in your head to find out. - That's the difference in absolute quantity of 'happiness'.

With the power to compare the lives of others with their own values, Louis scored and rated the lives of others from the next to the next by adding and subtracting a variety of items, including the difference between rich and poor, the presence of affection, and the presence of family, friends, and lovers from the reproductive environment.

Because I was born wealthy. Because my parents and brothers love me. Because I can live a life without trial in a smooth sail. Because I have a lot of friends and they can reach out to me when I'm in trouble. Because you are full of talent and you can outdo others with what you are good at.

Whatever the reason, be it that or this or this or this or this, unfortunately, is enough to throw it away.

It's a terribly arrogant and thought-provoking idea, but Louis had the power to make it possible.

That, in other words, is tantamount to peeking into someone else's playing game screen from behind, and laughing at Gucci as he fingers that I should have done this.

Hit the scorn and mockery over the screen and criticize others' lives as bystanders at will. Though I still think it makes me curse and bump my feelings of stripping without distinction between good and evil.

That's what Louis did. My own rating and selfish slander.

But at first I enjoyed it, and soon boredom arrived.

Naturally. What Louis can do is criticize past 'memories' and not interfere any more. You can't tell the present or the future.

Whether you denigrate someone else's gameplay or try to correct it, you're interested because they won't listen to the allegations.

It's boring but close to torture, such as an extended view of bad human play.

"If you'd let us do it, I'd have done it better. You always suck at this guy, too."

You have legs to walk through your life, you have arms to cut through difficulties, and you have a mind to think about the future, no one else and he was incapable of doing it.

That's Louis' brother, Rye and Roy, no exception. Instead, you can say incapacitated quasification.

Peek into 'memory' and you'll see exactly what's wrong with that life and where it can no longer be taken back. All of this is a pile of terribly simple and trivial failures.

Louis had no idea why he was sniffing around like that.

"Shit, shit, shit. If you live properly, come to us, that life. We can do it much better. Guys, guys, guys, you're too incompetent."

Next to next, 'life' to spit on is arranged as a plate.

Chewing a bunch and a few of them, Louis was so angry, he almost threw up.

I didn't even know Louis ■ love like that, and I was angry with the brothers who kept eating to satisfy my desires one after the other. I don't even care for my sister, who looks like she's going to throw up, the stupidity of constantly supplying a full plate, hating this and hating nothing.

"Ah, you look delicious, brother."

"Ah, you look like you're having fun, brother"

"- Ahhh, we are, and still are, going to throw up sa"

That's why Louis Arneb names' satiety '.

A hunger that will not be satisfied whether you eat it or not.

Because it is not her body that is starving, but ■.

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- Happy, I want to be.

- I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy.

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"- Hahaha! This is what you feel like walking outside! Brother and brother, do this all the time...... ahhh cheating cheating cheats!

In an enforced infirmity, the self-consciousness to be bound traces the way to enlargement.

Louis grows quickly and smoothly, even though he is given an unwanted plate so that his diet promotes healthy human growth.

That's Rye and Roy, and the same goes for the two brothers.

The brothers also run away, enlarging their own egos, becoming more feverish in their diet ■. Louis was anyway frustrated by the insensitive food choices of such brothers.

The change was a by-product of such Louis' growth and frustration.

"This is the air outside! This is the water outside! This is the dirt outside! This is the blood outside! Oh, wow, wow, wow! It's real! It's real!

Sleeping on the ground, lovingly licking the soil, the boy indulging in the world all over his body - no, the flesh belongs to the person who names Rye Battenkaitos, but its contents are different from that.

With that control of the flesh, it is not Rye who is moving freely.

Louis Arneb, who was thought to have borne the fate of being unable to leave the white world at birth - the Bishop of the Great Crimes of Tragedy, was the first to break a white cage.

It was coincidence.

No more, I didn't think that power had these powers. Or whether the thirsty spirit of Louis blossomed power, the answer is uncertain. It wasn't even important.

What matters is that this could have been achieved. - That I could walk outside.

"Hahaha! hahahahahaha!

Interference with limited reality, Louis flourished in its conclusion.

With the body of my brothers, I was able to freely manipulate the flesh, the power.

And -,

"Huh? Rye, I wonder what this is meant to be. Didn't you get too hungry and crazy while you were so tempted and fond of 'gastronomy'?

"Hahaha! No, no, not at all. It's not, it's not, it's not, it's not, it's not!

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"We are Louis Arneb, Archbishop of Witchcraft, in charge of 'bulimia'"

That said, to Roy Alfaldo, who looks baffled, Louis greets Rye Battenkaitos using his body.

Because even talking to my brothers was the first time I was born with this.

"It's your brother's and your brother's, lovely little triplet sister. Say hello, love, have mercy, say hello, say hello, huh?

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I borrowed my brothers' bodies and gained the means to interfere in the outside world.

The provision of meals for the brothers does not stop, and suffering from hunger remains the same.

But Louis Arneb quickly got tired of waiting opportunities like that and hopping out into the world outside where he kept burning. - I'm tired of it.

"It's more boring out there than I thought."

In the end, the body of the borrower is the body of the borrower.

It doesn't change that my body, which won't be free, is trapped in the white world.

Instead, I firmly identified that shadow and strangled myself.

"In the end, I don't know about life... it's not what I eat or how much I eat. Who to eat with, and yet sa"

My brothers, they live their lives. So I guess you don't want it.

Only Louis is deprived of his life. So I guess I won't ask for it.

"I want to be happy,"

In a white world, scattering countless' memories', I ■ want it undisturbed.

That was Louis Arneb's best - or maybe his only desire.

"I want to be happy"

Unfulfilled aspirations.

It never clears up to borrow the bodies of its brothers, to make others full, to kick their feet.

Taste the aromatic 'life' and even if you're drunk and crazy about temporary pleasure, you'll soon be empty.

"I want to be happy"

I get bored. I'm tired of it.

I wanted my own, my own, my life. My body, my soul, I want destiny.

"I want to be happy"

Louis was unhappy.

The beginning of Louis' misfortune was that his own life was nowhere to be found.

"I want to be happy"

But Louis knew himself at the same time.

Even if you get a life that is boring and easy to throw away, you can't be satisfied with it. 'Cause I know.

There are countless lives in this world, and they have a difference in the absolute quantity of happiness, and they are inherently determined to the end of the great erudite that can't be helped.

What happens to the human being in the poor house born in the harsh Holy Kingdom of Gusteco.

What happens to the inborn weak born into the Vorachian Empire, where the strong are revered.

What happens to the slow-footed fool who was born into a Carraragi urban state where constant progress is desired.

What happens to a half demon with silver hair, a mixed blood born in the kingdom of Lugnica eroded by old customs.

Louis knew with someone else that they wouldn't get busy.

But when it comes to being happy if you're blessed, that's also a big mistake.

To be born in the house of the High Priest of the Holy Kingdom of Gusteco, to be born in the house of the General of the Vorachian Empire, to the house of the Great Merchant of the Carraraggi Metropolitan State, to be born in the house of any great nobleman of the Kingdom of Lugnica, if you look above, there is no Kiri.

Louis, I don't want to be inferior. I want to be blessed. I don't want to be looked down on.

I've done ratings for other people's lives.

Not all scoring items are the best, of course the life of low ratings in them would be the life of highest rating. Um, I'm not even happy with my top rated life.

"Ah, I want to be happy"

- It is such a fold that Rye and Roy have found a new change of power, 'erosion'.

The power of 'bulimia' is the power to snatch and chew 'memories' from others, 'names'. The power of 'eclipse' and 'lunar eclipse' to apply it and recreate the others who took it away.

"Lunar eclipse" that draws moves and knowledge from the "memories" of others and uses them like ours.

That only draws on technology, so there is no benefit to physical abilities, etc., and there is a good chance that you will not be able to use that power to the full.

On the other hand, based on the captured 'name', 'eclipse' can fully reproduce the technique polished with its flesh and maximize its power by reproducing the opponent's presence in its entirety.

As a skill, it goes without saying that "eclipse" is overwhelmingly better, but the two brothers preferred to use "eclipse" rather than "eclipse". - No, it would be more accurate to say that you hated it for fear of using 'eclipse'.

In Rye and Roy's perception, 'Eclipse' seems to pull thoughts on the changed flesh.

It is the logic of the two of us that the feeling is intolerable as if it is damaging to us. Listening to the brothers, Louis thought ■ bottom, ridiculous.

What a thin, weak sense of self when you even have your own flesh and you are supposed to be establishing yourself, unable to maintain that firm self, etc.

I am not joking, such as being unhappy more than I have had no flesh of my own, my brothers have not even known my existence for more than a decade, and I am finally tired of the sourness and sweetness of my life.

The power of 'eclipse', much better. Rather, it was convenient for Louis.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is the power Louis Arneb was waiting for.

- Louis Arneb wants his own life, and it also wants the best life.

That's not like the masturbation of brothers who eat the lives of others and take in 'memories' to be satisfied. A nobler, more universal right - Louis wants to live.

I can't choose to be born.

That's all that creates an unfortunate person. But Louis isn't.

Louis gave birth, the power to choose life, the opportunity. You can take away the 'memory' of others, reproduce it by 'eclipse' and make it your own thing.

I can choose my life. - Everything, you just have to pick again.

I prefer the best 'memories' I have yet to see, in search of 'names'.

Some of the things that Rye and Roy had eaten were good lines, but they weren't perfect. Novelty and originality are lacking.

The happy family, the kind parents, the rich life and the privileged environment, the wonderful friends and fateful couples, everything was only 'happiness as seen somewhere'.

I wasn't, I was looking for the best life.

It doesn't match what you want to choose, what you want to pick up more, and what you can't get tired of choosing. I'm tired of all the countless plates lined up in front of me, and what the hell do I enjoy?

Louis Arneb was looking for the best life. - I was looking for you.

So...

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- So when I met Natsuki Subaru, Louis' chest rattled.

"Is that it? What's your brother... uh, yeah, is that Natsuki Subaru?

To be precise, I didn't stumble upon the moment I met him.

Sometimes right after we met, Natsuki Subaru's appearance was not Louis' preference.

Originally, there is no such thing as a preferred face, but according to the values that Louis has nurtured, the beauty that the majority of humans think of is the face that Louis seeks.

In that sense, there is no fine dust or dust in the particular appearance of Natsuki Subaru.

On top of that, from Louis, Natsuki Subaru was certainly a known person, but that was just to say that he was in the 'memory' of others, and not the person he cared about carefully.

I know it's something you don't have to think about, but the 'memory' in Louis goes up to a huge number. From that, it is not easy to draw the 'memory' of the purpose.

All the more so if that's who you're not interested in.

Still, Louis was able to remember the other person's name at a glance, not because Louis, but because one of his older brothers - Rye Battenkaitos - was obsessed with a lot of it.

Sure, there was something in the plate that Rye ate that was strongly obsessed with Natsuki Subaru.

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"Here? Here it is, Odo Ragna's Rocking Cage..." The Corridor of Memory ". Where the souls of the dead are filtered. It's rare for people to leave their selves here, so you're welcome, brother. We're bored, Sa."

Smiling badly, Louis welcomes a rare visitor.

In fact, there is no lie in that welcome. Louis', romance is a little something.

Louis Arneb's birthplace, The Corridor of Memory, an inseparable white world.

Louis found out that this is the big workplace for giant beings called by such a name and inexperienced, as a result of the total mobilization of knowledge of the 'memories' that Rye and Roy ate and fished for.

Among the things that fed on the power of 'bulimia' were a large number of wise men who made great studies, historic discoveries that would otherwise remain in future generations. They fit into the bottom of the bellies of the 'bulimia' three brothers and sisters without looking into the eyes of the day, but they have contributed greatly to Louis.

Honestly, Louis isn't interested in why he was born here or why he's bound here.

There won't be any way to unravel it, and I don't feel the point. I'm convinced that's what it is. Even if they let me out into the outside world now, that was just troublesome.

When you get out of here, unless Louis finds the best life.

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"Haha! I'm sorry, you didn't name me yet! But forgive me! 'Cause, you see, I don't really introduce myself like this here, Sa!

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"Well, why don't you introduce yourself again! - We are Louis Arneb, Bishop of Witchcraft Catastrophe, in charge of 'bulimia'"

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"I don't know if it's long or short, thank you, brother?

The opponent looked a lot surprised and upset against Louis, who so named him.

Naturally speaking, a human being who basically steps into this place has no intention of coming to this place. Something that gets mixed up like this occasionally, but Louis thinks of it as something like a lost soul - in other words, the result of an imminent death experience.

Is it a situation where 'souls' are susceptible to separation from the flesh, or have been stripped?

Such a situation, from their point of view, is close to the feeling of being suddenly invited to Odo Ragna.

Thinking about it, is Louis' role like a guide to quell the imminent death upset and explain what this place is?

Considering that's over Odo Ragna's invisible palm, that makes me angry again.

Louis hated being looked down on, as well as being instructed.

It would be the same if that were Odo Ragna, a paranormal being. Louis', yet to begin, life doesn't want to be distorted by anyone else's interference but Louis.

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"Huh? Of course you know that, don't you? Rye and Roy...... your brother and brother, right? Oh, oh, don't get so excited, brother! You two are just my sister's thoughts, so sa."

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"There's a part of it for us that those two are eating all over the place. You're not smart enough, and you haven't grasped our hobbies at all, but you're compassionate. Probably. But you don't have a choice. 'Cause we've never been together before."

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"Borrow your brother or brother's body, you know, sometimes you just go outside a little bit, right? But if you do, if you owe me your body, I won't be able to see you because I fall asleep! So we've never been together before. Haha, I said"

Louis carefully observes his opponent's reaction as he lines up early in his excitement.

A little frightened, a little confused. Slightly more anger and a much stronger sense of purpose. It was confusing at first, but now the atmosphere is trying to calm down and be calm and thorough.

"Heh..."

Not bad, Louis nodded his tongue with an inner ■.

Should I say I'm used to diving the training ground, adapting to the situation is appropriately quick. Compared to the first impression I got, that's a lot of chiseling.

Far from its original nature it is, acquired, it is also a forcibly polished qualities.

Louis was intrigued by his appetite for what was at its root -,

"- Oh, there it is. This is it, right, brother?"

As we talked, it was a certain 'memory' that Louis pulled out.

One of the plates that Rye devoured, the biggest reason Rye obsessed with the boy in front of him. - Strong and strong, he handles the 'memory' that appeals to its existence, and Louis synchronizes with it.

"- Haha."

As soon as I did, my breath was stuck in the love smell that overflowed from the back of my chest.

Love for the boy in front of you, which comes in endlessly. I can't wait for him to be loving, loving, loving. Louis' little chest gets hot and his whole body aches for a sweet hunch.

My eyes moistened, my exhales sweetened and hot, my lips broken.

And -,

"Don't look so anxious. - Subaru."

- In a moment, there was a strong rejection.

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Keep your eyes sharp with anger and Natsuki Subaru will jump

There was an urge to welcome him with his hands wide open, which erupted, but he managed to hold it down and dive sharply into his nostalgia according to "Memory".

He takes the boy's arm in a smooth motion, pulls it in and twists it up all at once. He illuminated the sound of bone crunching with a flesh that was not an entity and assembled the bitter squealing boy on the white floor.

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"Please don't. It illuminates me when I'm jumped so ambitiously. - Oh, my God, sir."

Use 'memory' to love a boy and twist the boy down with force.

Abuse ■ is satisfied and the ends of the mouth become loose. More satisfying is the voice of Natsuki Subaru, who keeps screaming desperately as he twists himself around.

Hardly, the way he complained of anger for someone - and furthermore, Louis tilted his neck.

"- Brother, why do you remember the 'memory' we took?

It was an unnatural reaction.

After assembling and realizing it, Louis twists his neck a lot.

"Memories" eaten by "bulimia" are among us, and "names" eaten are not left among the others. That's because power strips them away from the 'soul' that confirms their existence in the world.

The cleansing of the 'soul' by Odo Ragna, which would otherwise take place in the 'Corridor of Memory' - it is the power of the 'bulimic' to take its place on its own and to sneak up on it.

Therefore, "memories" or "names" taken by "bulimia" remain in no one. Some things have been confiscated exclusively from 'memory' and only from 'name', but each harm applies.

If they take away the 'memories', the person, if they take away the 'names', the other person can't remember the party. That cannot be changed as long as it is under the 'soul' nature, the asylum of Odo Ragna.

Yet Natsuki Subaru remembered.

Ingredients deprived of both 'memory' and 'name' and in which 'soul' has been stripped out.

You can't possibly remember. Why, why, why...

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"I might have gotten a little interested in your brother. Your brother's gonna resent you, Sa."

With his tongue nodded, Louis dyes his cheeks in the lust that engulfs him.

It's who Rye was obsessed with. Even if you stumbled on it from the side, that Rye would be quite angry. That's pretty sweet Rye for my sister, but hearing me out is only a big premise that we're not appealing to each other.

Appetite, 'bulimia' means living for Louis, for Rye, and for Roy.

Don't let them vandalize it on their own ■ I can't stay calm inside.

"I'm looking forward to it. If they embezzle the plate, I can't help it, even if it's a brother or a kill, sir. - Yeah, but I can't stop, brother."

Twist your arms up in the back of your hand and lean your lips against the nose of a boy who can be pressed against the floor.

It's like a spiritual body with no entity. I don't feel the taste of sweat on him in the state of 'soul' alone. Originally, pain is also an illusion thing, but I'm not going to bother to teach you that.

I just want to be in touch. The smell of love explodes. - The owner of this' memory 'seems to have been more obsessed with this boy than quite. I feel like a bin.

"Well, that's about us now, Sa"

It's my thing now that I've stored it up like this, whether it's a 'memory' of a pedigree.

I also know a little bit about Rye and Roy's fear of 'erosion'. I have no fear, but I know that you two have the right hunch. - Probably, if we keep this up,

"We're gonna love your brother."

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"... yeah? That's terrible when you say you're gonna throw up. Even this. We're girls, too, so it's terrible that I took the courage to confess. Oh, I'll bust out again. No, brother. It doesn't hurt, so calm down, okay?

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"We're not supposed to hurt your brother. Because you're so sweet. So cheap ■ sa"

Even if he speaks gently to calm him down, he is resisted with a desperate stiffness.

Called the name of 'Memory' many times, Louis shook his whole body into a terribly tranced sensation. This trance can only be tasted from someone who remembers the person who was deprived of his' name '.

That is, this is a taste Louis has never tasted.

- It was an unknown, sweet sweet fruit.

- Natsuki Subaru.

- What does it taste like?

"Itadakimus"

In search of such sweet and curious ■ answers, Louis softly licks the boy's noose with his red tongue. Calling his name, he licked gently and gently, savoring the feeling of hair laying at the tip of his tongue.

Appetite is akin to lust in the sense of wanting to be fulfilled.

With all this love for the person in front of you soliciting, even if you can satisfy this endless appetite, this would no longer be the kind of mating thing you want from a drool.

Each other taking care of each other mingles in the presence of Louis.

That taste, how sweet it is...

"- Gothiso samadesita"

Taste enough, taste enough, and Louis puts food gratitude on words.

That's the procedure for a 'bulimic' meal - calling the name of the person you want to take away from 'memory' to strip some of the 'soul' from the other person's flesh, and you take it.

- 'Memory' is a starchy thing that accumulates in 'souls'.

It can also be decorated with a treat served on a white plate and beautiful words.

But if we primitively expose everything, the senselessness of decorating beautifully spreads there. That's Louis' perception of the power of 'bulimia', its power to devour 'souls' is Louis' privilege.

This makes everything about the boy's 'soul' in front of him boring.

And then we have to mix it up with the girl's "memory," which is already inside Louis, and indulge in what kind of chemical reactions...

- You, what have you done to me now?

There was a voice that could not have been heard, and for the first time, Louis turned to the Natsuki Subaru hit.

Until then, we don't seem to be talking. They don't seem to be facing each other. It was just such a vague, dreamy encounter to drown.

That brings color abruptly to Louis, even on his first occasion.

What did I just say?

"... brother, no way, do you remember us?

A gaze of strong hostility is the answer to Louis' inquiry.

"-"

Louis' thin, tiny chest was the moment when he played a definite high heartbeat.

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Why can you stay flat, even though you ate 'memory'?

Why are you still staring at Louis with those eyes?

Why is Louis honking his chest so much while he's eating it?

Why, why, why, why...

Or maybe it was a hunch and an impulse to be called.

"Why does your brother remember us?

Under his eyes, he glanced at the back of the assembled Natsuki Subaru's head, and the first thing Louis suspected was the possibility of a failed meal.

Louis, there are a number of procedures that are absolutely necessary for the power of 'bulimia'.

It is about knowing the name of the person whose last thing eats, and this is the essential element to interfere with the other person's 'soul'.

Thus, if a pseudonym is grasped, the power is rendered powerless.

As such, there have been several cases of failed meals.

In that case, it was always either Rye or Roy who looked at the painful eyes, and Louis himself never looked at the painful eyes, etc...

"Your brother and brother didn't seem to suffer..."

Louis hardens himself wondering if he has such a recoil, too.

But there is no sign of the recoil and the attack on Louis, as long as we wait to live.

In the first place, some Louis do, a new 'memory' is pouring in.

"There's the" Sage "watchtower, your people, and the" Exam "..."

Hmm, Louis becomes obsessed with digging up new 'memories', as he deciphers one book born in his head.

In addition to the lack of recoil, he has succeeded in robbing the 'memory'.

Referring to that "memory," I could also understand what Natsuki Subaru and his people were doing and how they had gotten lost in this "corridor of memory".

And then there's the special nature of Natsuki Subaru -,

"-"

What can I say about the magnitude of the impact that struck Louis in the moment?

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I'm stunned by so much, my arms lose their power and I open my eyes.

Poking that gap, Natsuki Subaru, who was assembling, escaped Louis' arm. Keep your distance and put on a much unusual fighting pose.

It's a resistance that makes me want to laugh at it first, but I can't laugh at it on Louis.

I can't afford to be laughing at that.

The shock of seeing the impossible was piercing Louis' little body.

It's...

"How can you have a 'memory' when you die?

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"Yeah, that's not all. That's not all, brother. Of course it's strange to have a dead 'memory'. Weird enough, Sa. But it's crazy. Because..."

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"Because even though some of the 'memories' we ate don't have the 'memories' that killed your brother, your brother has the 'memories' that killed him!

That was unusual.

Incredible, incredible paradox is occurring.

Yeah, more repertoire of words you wouldn't have known if they were the effect of Natsuki Subaru's "Memories". It's a paradox. It's an emergency by paradox, and Einstein of Schrodinger's Maxwell is Nicolas Tesla -!

"What is this!? What do you mean, this!? 'Memory' is not like delusion!? The starch attached to the 'soul' cannot be twisted at will of itself! So! This is the world your brother saw! This is the history your brother tasted! This is your brother's story!

With his fingers in his long, long golden hair, Louis explodes his burning urge.

Because for a second, I can't keep this urge from spitting out and accumulating. As soon as you do that, Louis Arneb explodes. Explosion scattered, shattering my spirit.

"New... new, new, new, new, new! New values!

It was an encounter with it.

Louis' unknown, never seen or thought of, encounter with a substitute beyond imagination.

I get my whole body pierced by lightning, and I can't think of anything else. I don't have to call this fate. What a name to give to this emotion.

"Brother, could it be like us? Aren't you the Bishop of the Great Crimes?

――――

"We've never met in person, but Sa, Petergius said so! The factor must have arrived. The seat of the great sin is buried, so we'll all be together soon! Well, isn't the empty seat your brother's... my seat?

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"Hahahahahahaha! Don't be angry, don't be angry, brother! Don't confuse us any more, brother! I'm already full of heads, and these tiny tits are going to rip me apart and it's hard. Oh, oh, oh! Wow, wow, wow!

Tong Tong, slap his temples with his fingers, and Louis shakes' memory 'to the bone.

It's hard to believe. It's incredible. I can't go around anything other than 'bulimia', such as a believable margin.

I can share the same 'memory' Louis, so I can believe Natsuki Subaru's steps. - No, I know it as fact, not believable.

This is because Louis Arneb is also on his way.

"Oh how 'arrogant'!! cheat...... cheat cheat cheat! cheat cheat cheat cheat cheat cheat cheat cheat cheat cheat cheat cheat cheat cheat!! - Yeah, nice! Brother, you're really dying over and over again!

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"Wow, wow! He's really dead! You're dying miserably, brother! Many times, you're dead without exchanging, brother! This is happening, brother!

Applause, standing ovation, born and congratuated.

Thank you for the miracle I met you, the train to the future moving forward with me.

"Spring inspiration! Be inspired and innovate! Brother, I'm not from here, I'm from nowhere!? Yeah, already, I can think of... no"

Louis, who was immersed in an emotion that erupted without staying momentum, without resisting it, accidentally realized its potential. - No, I listened to my inner voice.

Knowing a view you don't know or being born of an unknown world is certainly a superb full course that fills the hunger of Louis's curiosity ■.

But most notably, the characteristics of Natsuki Subaru are...

"- Memories of 'death'"

There can't be. Never be, I have memories ahead of 'death'.

That's a fundamentally different imminent death experience than a tiny trial tour. An event that is established because, as a matter of fact, the 'soul' has been scattered, a thousand lives have been cut off and the roots of his breath have stopped.

Never come back, the frontier between this life and the afterlife, the other side of the three-way river. 'Memories' that are not swimming or crossing it, but redoing lives that should have been taken -.

"-" Back to Death ""

That's what Louis called the biggest eyeball of it, the 'memory' that sprouted in him.

Many experiences of "death" accumulate as memories and inherently cannot be engraved into "memory" at once, taking it to the next self as a definitive thing.

That's how Natsuki Subaru has survived every ordeal.

"Wow, wow, brother! Really amazing! I'm impressed. I felt ■. You can really do that. Overcome 'death' and be free!

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"Oh no, don't be modest. We're serious, aren't we? I really think your brother is jealous. 'Cause nobody has a memory of death."

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"And besides, why? How is it okay if we take away our memories? What kind of special?" Soul "save? Backup? Immutability? It doesn't make sense. It doesn't make sense!

There are many and many memories of Natsuki Subaru when he died.

That's an emotion Louis never got. What's more, continuing to die without exhaustion is an enviable power that can overlap 'death'.

"- I want"

I want the power of Back to Death.

That's because you can repeat 'death', not. Regardless, that fresh touch is also an element that won't attract Louis, but more importantly, it can be 'redone'.

- Louis Arneb is looking for the best life.

And Louis' derived conclusion that he has devoured various lives, that the best life is not to be wealthy, to be loved by large numbers, or to be blessed with a high status.

The best life is the 'get what you want' life to be.

Everything happens exactly as I believed, as I expected, as I wished.

No glitches, no imperfections, no irrationality, perfect worldview.

I've been looking for a way to make that happen. The answer was a darkness that would not be extended in Louis, but finally, I get it.

"Back to Death."

If you get it, you can take back the bad things, the failures.

I can deal with it if I know what's going to happen to the future. If only I knew what failures I would make, what irrationality would wait for me, and what incompleteness I would come across.

"We can live our best lives -!"

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"What can I do? How can I take it? If your brother's" Back to Death "is power, you can't just eat it and take it away. It's not like the stuff that sticks to 'memory' and 'name'. The witch factor is the pair of Odo Ragna! They won't let you go easy! So..."

So if you're going to take away your powers, you have to take away every witch factor.

But Louis doesn't even know how to take the witch factor. Until now, I have never wanted the powers of other Bishops of the Great Crimes. Those guys can't even touch each other.

But...

"Brother, the power of Petergius you killed, it's available...?

The "Invisible Hand" in "Memory" weakens both the number and the range than it was supposed to be, but is undoubtedly the force used by that lunatic. That is, nothing more than evidence of multiple witch factors being stocked inside Natsuki Subaru.

stock of witch factors, if that's possible -,

"Absolutely, at all costs, we get 'Back to Death'. Your brother's power is our hope. If we get it, we..."

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"We can live our lives!!

I want to be happy.

I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy.

I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy...

"The way to do this is right in front of you... the way to do it... ugh"

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"-! Do something on your own! Wouldn't 'Back to Death' be a good thing? I don't know what it's like to have a human that you can't have!

I'm sick and tired of wearing clothes, persuasion like I heard somewhere.

It is absurd that a human being who has used his power to the full, hating to use it, etc.

So I'll definitely get it. Absolutely absolute, absolutely.

How do I...,

"How can I deprive you of your powers... no. No, it's not, it's not, it's not, it's too different, if it's not, it's because it's not! Raging! Raging!

Striking his hand hard and hard, Louis opens his eyes.

Peeling his sharp fangs, he applauded what a clap he was.

Soon, the means and the purpose had been replaced.

But it's not. That's not true.

Louis wants to 'go back to death', he wants to get the power of 'go back to death' and live his best life funny and crazy, not to take it away from him.

For a long time, when you're in charge of the Bishop of the Great Crimes' bulimia ', it's not good to have a habit of thinking things into noise. Trouble. Trapped by stereotypes. That's a losing cause.

It was easy. If you're going to get it, not take it away...

- We just have to be.

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"All we have to do is be your brother. If we become brothers and feed on the power of 'bulimia'... we can integrate the witch factor. Because I can stock it, if you're my brother."

That being said, Louis pinches his cheeks with both hands and pulls them abusively.

Do it not with cute tricks, but with painful, intent to hurt. For what? It tears the flesh apart and knows who it is, for that matter.

"You know what the Three Great Warcraft are? That's a monster made by the owner of the witch factor long before us. We can do something similar. I didn't do it because there's no point doing it... but you know what?"

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"- We can do anything if we want to"

- We can do anything we want.

That's what a monster of possibility is.

That is the possibility of an innocent being, before birth.

That's what's destined to live the best life ahead of us.

- That's the fate of the happiest being, Louis Arneb.

"" -That's what we are. "

Louis' words, which are slowly spun, overlap and are pronounced.

The phenomenon of the same audio being dubbed and heard is not of the kind of phantom or misheard. That's because the same voice, the same tone, the same person dabbled as it happened.

"I was surprised by your brother's" memory, "because Arneb is a rabbit in the constellation, right? And I'm surprised your brothers destroyed the Great Raven."

"But then it wouldn't be much of a surprise? How did we get more, or did you have more cute Louis and your brother rejoice? I don't think so. Brother, I'm the kind of guy who doesn't want little kids. Hmm, yeah?

Looking at his opponent, who opens his eyes in amazement, Louis stands right next to him - i.e. shoulders to shoulders with the same Louis. This is the 'Corridor of Memory', a place isolated from reality, where Louis only linked witch factors without flesh to 'souls', and then apparently the three brothers and sisters each name corresponded to the three great warcraft, but that, well, doesn't matter.

Anyway, break the witch factor into two, and Louis Arneb increases to two.

Perhaps Rye and Roy, who fear losing themselves using 'eclipse', are artists those two can't do. Knowing that self is replicable also leads to the loss of the essence of self.

But originally, it doesn't hit Louis, who vaguely established himself.

I can do this with one Louis and two Louis.

Now Louis Arneb has the power of Natsuki Subaru.

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"Huh? What?

Something tells the boy what the witch factor is.

Looking at the boy, apart from the charm of 'Back to Death', it just brings in love. That was abominable, and Louis abandoned the 'memory' that brought him up to the surface.

When I stripped it from my 'soul', I threw it away for nothing anymore.

- No, not all of it. As a matter of fact, I don't need you anymore.

All 'memory' was a connection, a stumbling block, until I found my best life. But Louis Arneb finally got to his full course.

"- We can do anything we want."

So let me be right.

From the inside, erode Natsuki Subaru. Shake out the corroded Natsuki Subaru from the outside - Louis Arneb gets the Natsuki Subaru.

"- ■ ■, ■ ■ do"

Until the end, the container said something.

But it no longer matters what it was saying. Lick the starch clinging to "Soul" with your tongue, and Louis inherits "Memory".

And in a forgotten container of everything, Louis joins the witch factor himself.

And then...

"All you have to do is wait to finish"

In The Corridor of Memory, I'm used to keeping waiting.

The problem is the treatment of 'memory'. Once, I have an idea how to take the 'memory' away from the person I ate again. I don't recognize a menu with the same name, the same flavour, and the gourmet power as separate.

So you need to change the flavoring from 'soul'.

For once, Louis's, riding on the tongue of 'bulimia' is something else.

Expect that to be the superb, long-awaited taste of Louis Arneb.

so that it finishes with the best, best, best, one dish.

pointing to the moment, nodding his tongue, and waiting -,

△▼△▼△▼△

"What do you say? Did you see what you wanted to see? - Louis Arneb"

"Huh?"

To the abrupt call, Louis, who obtained an awakening of consciousness, rounded his eyes.

Blink a few times and see where you are. Standing within a white perimeter, a white sky on a white floor, and a bright white world on one side, Louis looked bogged down.

――――

Touch your hands on your face and make sure you feel peppered.

I don't see it because there are no mirrors in this place, but this feeling is undoubtedly my face. There is no moderate entertainment in this place, and when it comes to touching things, my face, about my body.

So I was so tired of touching my face. So if you touch a face you're tired of touching, you'll soon know what's happening to your face.

As usual. Yes, as usual. - This is Louis' own body.

"Did you see what you wanted to see?

Slowly, shyly, make sure of yourself, Louis.

Where the action came to a paragraph, the inquiry was now overlaid once and for all. Face up, Louis looks at the front, the person who stood in front of him the whole time.

Shorter brunettes, sharp triple-white eyes, long, short-legged torso, a dull dressed boy.

Its name is Natsuki Subaru. Until just now, Louis himself was an identical being as a witch factor, and -,

"-"

- And it's an unimaginable madness with the power to 'go back to death'.

"No, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Louis opened his mouth and shouted.

As much as I could, as much as I could, I screamed with all my body and spirit exhausted.

If you don't, they'll crush you. To fear, to threat, to despair.

Over and over again, I keep going on and on with 'death', trapped in the madness of madmen.

"I don't want to die! We don't want to die! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! No! No! No!

Shaking his head, he fell to the ground, and Louis sued desperately as he lagged behind.

assimilated to its existence, Louis felt 'death'. I tasted it. By being taken in by the "soul" that "returns to death" myself, I realized "back to death" that even dates back in time.

Memories of "Death" that were incomplete only with Natsuki Subaru's "Memories".

Memories are only memories, memories. The sensational shock of that moment, its momentary, its occasional, fresh, once missed, will never return, is unattainable.

So I thirsted for it. I thirsted for it to see what 'death' tasted like.

Even if 'death' wasn't more vivid than Louis expected it to be, enough change comes with the right to use the power of 'Back to Death' to live a life that can be redone.

Yes, I thought so. - In fact, not until I taste 'death'.

"Um... you know, I can't stand it! Such pain! Loss! It can't be bearable! I can't! I can't! Absolutely not! I don't like it!

For once, there was no easy way to die.

For once, I never felt 'death' sweet.

For once, I never wanted to die myself.

Natsuki Subaru tasted it more than twenty times and reenacted it.

"That thing, it's not humans who can stand it! A monster! A monster!

I can't. There's no way I can.

Louis devoured many human lives, humiliated every 'soul' and searched for his own.

I have believed that my right to do so is my privilege.

So also reach out to Natsuki Subaru's "Soul" - as a result, it crushes sweet ■.

Because...

"- The human mind can't stand itself to die!!

I want to be happy.

I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy.

I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be happy. I'm happy - good.

I wanted to be happy.

That's the wish Louis Arneb has been, and continues to be, thinking about.

You have the right to step on everything and exercise your powers to earn the best of your life. Louis lived to this day because he was believed without any blame.

That's it, that's it, that premise, collapses.

I wanted to be happy. But now, now, the wish is different.

"I don't want to die"

I don't want to die.

I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die.

I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die.

"- So I told you when you tried to eat me."

Louis holding his head, squatting, trying to protect himself reluctantly and desperately.

Right next to that Louis, right above Louis, where you can't raise your face, your voice comes down.

I don't even want to hear that. Horrible to hear. But I'm terrified of something that might come down from not asking. - I'm afraid to die.

So I just had to ask.

Thus, the voice continues, looking down at Louis, frightened and shrinking.

I've advised you, and that's what I'm gonna do.

- You'll never regret it.