Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

The exploratory phase entered the ghetto, showing the same signs of difficulty in navigation - I thought Subaru was supposed to come here and help with an unexpected development.

"For some reason, the unnaturally gentler the surroundings. What's the matter...... is this the right time to be hot!? Since kindergarten!

When I was little, it was Subaru's adorable look, something that girls often made a mistake for having long hair. - Turn around, it's not a funny story because this is what happens after more than a decade.

"Probably talking about a conjecture on my head..."

"Let's hear it! Scientifically in this hot period...... no, it's fantasy so magical! If you have a magical basis, I'd like to hear it."

"I think it's a different answer to expectations, but it's probably because of who you are. It's dirty, and there's blood on it, and the people here are struggling, so I don't think we should see it."

"I was convinced that the question was iced up, Chickie!

I see. Favorable if everyone did.

So much so that some of the old ladies offered like little dried fruits, "You can still eat this and live strong". Slight sweetness in the stiff feel when included in the mouth while freaking out to try. And the odor spills out intensely. Exhausted by the feeling of nose being hit from the inside.

"Whoa! I thought it was compassionate, it was poison! It was poison! Something's so hot that your whole body burns! Oh, shit! You could die! Or you could take it off and die socially!

"If you think I'm getting something, it's bocco fruit, this. When I eat it, I stimulate the mana in my body and heal my wounds faster. The effect is personal and generally restless..."

Seeing a rough subaru of breath with fever and sweating, Satella put her finger on her lips, "Yeah," she said.

"From what I've seen, Subaru seems to be pretty mana circular. Overdose could kill you."

"I can't believe you wanted me to say it before you ate it! What do I do!?

"Right...... Pack"

Puck comes out of silver hair in response to a call. The movement is terrible, and I can barely see the pleasure until just now. To put it bluntly, it's a very sleepy trick.

You barely even listened to the conversation, while the pack rubbed its big eyes with your hands.

"To the nya? It's time for me to limit myself..."

"Fluff your stomach before you go to bed. Look, because I have a night meal in front of me."

While he feels a thorn in the way he says it, Subaru realizes that Pack's black eyes saw himself. and its sleepy eyes shimmered like they had likes in front of them,

"Can I eat?

"Yes, don't hurt me"

I don't think you're going to get ripped off your head, but I'll make it back.

The pack stretched its little body firmly over Satella's shoulder, in response to an ambiguous reply, "Aye,"

"Well, there you go, Takimasu."

Shortly afterwards, Subaru was rambling around in his body, experiencing the sensation of something he didn't know how to handle falling out.

From where, it feels hard to talk about. There was a sense of discomfort, so to speak, that the contents of the roots had been removed from the pores of the entire body.

"Thank you very much."

Puck with courtesy and hands together. "It was rough," Svalbard said, trying to return the trick, and now he felt the chills all over his body.

Hot, cold next. Besides, it doesn't feel chilly, it feels cold coming from the core of the body.

Satella looked at the puck to blame for the way Subaru accidentally held his shoulder.

"Pack"

"Sorry, it's been a long time since I've added or subtracted the wrong number. But the Subaru gate feels weird. I'm honest even though it doesn't look like I'm using it. So I smoked a little too much."

Heh, a pack that slaps your head in the light, but Subaru can't laugh as a sucked side.

Again, words like Mana and Gate came up that I'm not used to hearing.

"Probably like an MP... that's why it's so hard because it's aspiring"

A comprehensible gaming brain that is also demonstrated here.

The problem depends on how important MP is in this world. If the price of an MP recovery item is set to be ridiculously high, it's a pretty problematic behavior, though.

"I'm sorry, I'll say it right later"

"I'm reflecting. But I have no regrets. It was delicious"

Based on Pac's attitude like the main character in this one's comic strip and how Satella keeps it just by scolding it lightly, it's not even that serious a problem.

That's why it's so cool to be grudgingly cold forever.

"I don't care, I'm done being hot and dying. More than that, let's follow the whereabouts of the killer I found out on my merits. Of the killer I found out on my merits."

"I know I'm glad it helped, but saying it twice there is awesome and poorly dressed"

I tried to change the subject, but I became like a midget bragging about my handles.

Satella on his face and Subaru laughing bitterly that he almost lost it after reviewing it. It was when they changed their minds about heading back into the Glades again.

"Sorry, I'm at my limit."

That said, a pack over Satella's shoulder leads to weakness in her neck.

Its grey hairline was slightly light, shivering faintly and faintly as it was about to disappear.

"You're going to disappear in some way."

"I can't do this. I use mana to materialize it, so when it disappears, it will be misty. - I'm sorry, jewelry, please."

"Okay. I'm sorry I made you impossible, Pac. Get some rest."

Removed from Satella's pocket is a green crystal the size of which rides the palm. Gems, the atmosphere is somewhat different from that, and when it is Subaru's knowledge, crystals are the closest thing.

Puck reaches that crystal by passing his arm from his shoulder and looks back at Satella as he hugs that crystal with his little body.

"I think I know, but don't be impotent. If you have to, use Odd to bring me into the world."

"I know. I'm not a child, so I can give you my share."

"I don't know. My daughter is very suspicious around here. I asked you, Subaru."

The ingredient of mercy creates a dark smile and shifts his gaze from disgruntled satire to Subaru.

It's like a parent-child interaction, Subaru watching the two of them thinking, with the water pointed at him, he slapped Don on the chest,

"Aurai, I'll take care of it. Expect my fright sensor. Danger is at stake, Danger! If you think so, I'll turn back."

"I don't know what you're talking about for about half of something, please.

- Well, good night, then. Be careful. "

Finally, I saw Satella again, and now it's time for Pac's figure to disappear from the world.

As he says, the statue becomes a shard of light, and it spreads and disappears. Only the sight that this phenomenon can never happen in the original world runs something trembling on nature and Subaru's whole body.

And when the pack was gone, Satella stroked the crystal on her palm looking dear and firmly into her own nostalgia.

In the flow of the story, I guess there's something like Pack's great original mental body in there right now.

"We'll be alone... but don't think weird. Because magic works."

You didn't know the inside of Subaru like that, you just thought you were getting a peek into your own chest. Satella's alarmed statement. Subaru shook her head with his hands up unintentionally at her attitude like that,

"Such an idiot! Being alone with a girl has been a situation since elementary school. Not very much, but you can't do anything. You haven't seen my human power before?

"Something awesome and convincing.... Fine, let's move on. But be more careful than ever because there's no puck alert."

Were you detoxified by a chest-tightening Subaru, Satella comes forward when she retightens the hippo on her robe. She just looked back at her neck in the same standing position,

"I'm the avant-garde, Subaru is the alert behind. Call me as soon as something happens. Don't think about doing something yourself. I don't want to hurt you... but I'm weak."

"I won't hate you because I'm going to preface that..."

If you want to maintain a cold image, as you push it away, you don't need the previous part of "I'm weak."

Around I can't hide the true nature of the part there, she still has sweet roots. So mellow.

Encourage the sarcastic satire on your face and start your search alone.

Even so, it doesn't make a particular difference what you do. When you find a dweller in a ghetto, you just talk about the characteristics of the questioner and ask around if you have any idea.

The listener is in charge of Subaru and becomes accustomed to the role quite a bit just for the amount of time he has done it.

"Hey, maybe it's Felt's guy. You're a blonde little pussy, aren't you?

It was the fourteenth man since he started listening to that leading information. I'm familiar with Subaru saying, "Hey, bro, how's the economy? He was the one who called out," etc.

The brothers wanted sympathy for his filthy Subaru.

"If he's a Felt guy, what he stole should be in the stolen goods collection by now. I'll put it on a bill and keep it in the stash, and then the stash owner will judge me in the market."

"That's a weird system... what if he pulls it together and runs away?

"I'm the zoo owner because they trust me to not do that. It's just, well, even if I said it was stolen, you'd give it back to me as' yes, I guess'. Negotiate and buy well."

Because it's dumber to be stolen, and as is only natural there, the man laughed as he pushed the rules of the ghetto.

I could tell from him where the stolen goods were, so it's likely that a reunion with the stolen goods will come true.

However, another problem emerges. That is, the fact that there is no sentence for both of us.

"I don't care if you say buy it, what do you do? It smells more eventful than weak over here."

"I wonder why I have to pay when I just get my stolen things back..."

When the problem leaned toward the funds, it was Satella who made a troubled face.

Her whining, leaked by accident, must be an argument, but it's also true that the kind of person it makes sense to isn't the other person. It would be wise to follow the advice of a man to make sure it was done peacefully.

Nevertheless,

"Does it feel expensive to see that stolen badge? I don't know what the market is, even if it's blown."

"... It's small in the middle, but it's got gems in it. I don't know how much money would be worth either, but I'm pretty sure it's not cheap"

"A gem... that's a pain in the ass"

Even if you are an unknowledgeable student, the gem is a convenient item that you can see as an expensive substitute in one shot.

Almost all the objects that look like gems are wrong with gems because the technology to create imitation does not seem to be in this world. If so, it is known that the amount to be attached will also be expensive.

While I can see that there is nothing to appease, Subaru also cares about the discomfort of Satella's remarks. She said she didn't know the value of the badge, which was supposed to be her belongings.

There is a good chance that it will be a gift, but I don't even remember to catch it.

"In the meantime, let's go to a place called Stolen Goods Storage and think about it. Depending on the negotiations over here, you might be able to give it away for a better price..."

Worst case scenario, it could be painful for Subaru but it has the means.

Satella frowns at this one clouding her verbal butt, but Subaru responds to that temptation simply by waving "nothing".

It's roughly enough to walk around thinking about what to do with the money flow.

- Stolen goods collection, they arrived in front of the building, which they called, and the two were looking at each other.

"Bigger than I thought."

"You know what I mean when I say Zo, not the cabin.... I can't save everything in here if it's all stolen just like my name says."

Of course, I don't think it's too much stolen goods because I sell them out regularly.

I think so on the inside. In front of Subaru, the Stolen Goods Collection is waiting for the two of them to come by looking unsuitable for their despicable name.

Would the size of the building roughly correspond to the area of the convenience store when it comes to Subaru knowledge? By the way, it's not a building, it's an area of convenience stores, including parking.

Although it is a bungalow, twenty cars are likely to be stopped. I don't see any private houses (small, dirty ruins or buildings like digging huts) lined up as before around me, with high walls on their backs and literally in the deepest reaches of the ghetto.

"That high wall is..."

"It must be the King's Wall of Defense. Sounds like we've been to the end of this at some point."

Subaru is blurred by Satella's story and thinks of the map of the King's capital where he is now.

Perhaps it is a true-square terrain with all sides covered by this high-handed wall. Inside it, there is a castle either in the centre or in the northernmost part, from which this slum is situated.

The size of the Wang Capital seems to be quite something, as there is a real feeling that two or three hours have passed since the search began. Most importantly, compared to Japan without a clear compartment, we don't see a comparable object.

"Well, if it's as rumored, there's probably a possessor inside who's putting together stolen goods... what's this position like?

"I'll be honest with you. There's something stolen, so look inside and give it back when you find it."

I've argued many times that that argument won't go through, but Satella won't have ears to listen to.

I guess the roots are basically straight. As for crooked things, it's not easy to convince yourself that it's one of the means.

That's why she helped Subaru even though it wasn't in her own interest.

"Uh, okay. Then I'll take care of this place."

Subaru offers from himself because he is too likely to get twisted.

Last resort - turning up very quickly and not sounding like a trump card, but losing sight of the timing of hanging up and things getting easier is also a problem. Subaru is not lost in decisions like this.

On the other hand, it was Satella who gave the offer a decent face.

She looked at the somewhat confident Subaru with a nagging look,

"Okay. I'll leave it to Subaru."

"I know you can't snort that easily. Because I know for myself I haven't acted so far that I can win your trust. But I have an idea, so try to believe me... Yep!?

"Hey, why are you so surprised?

"'Cause the current flow is totally a one-time pattern!?" Leave it to the grain crushing of zero interpersonal abilities like you? Tea springs up in my navel and my nose bursts with laughter, dogs are better' or so I was ready to be uttered!?

"I wouldn't say such a terrible thing."

Satella is angry at Subaru for drooling paranoia. But once she coughed, she looked straight at Subaru with those amethyst eyes,

"Sure, Subaru hasn't done anything for me so far, and there's nothing I can do or say that I can review..."

"What an assessment while I am. I can't argue with anything, though!

"But I don't think you have no idea, and I don't think you're a lying person"

Words grabbed the root of trying to get into the masochistic story, "So," Satella took her breath and

"I'll try to believe Subaru.... if it works, I feel like I'm making money."

"I'd be more motivated to say," Good luck for me, "not the second half of it for real, huh?

"I can't say I can't do that. But good luck."

In every sense, she's a girl who can't lie.

Subaru breaks face to answer her request and heads to the entrance to the collection of stolen goods.

The footsteps are never light, but the back feels pushed by anticipation and faint trust. If I don't take it home with me even with one of my handles, I'll end up being completely useless.

Walking Subaru is in your hand - see a plastic bag that has never been talked about before.

The possessions brought in from the modern world are treated there. For Subaru, it can be called property. If any of them, a barter may be concluded.

I don't know how much the badge is worth, but it won't be the first thing in this world that it's worth more than a cell phone.

It will be painful for Subaru, but the conclusion of the negotiations is not impossible in itself if some of the property is used as a material.

That didn't tell her, a last resort for Subaru. It's more like a useless card in this world. If you have a chance to use it, don't hesitate to hang up, that's the right thing to do.

"Um, is anyone home?

Stand in front of the door and knock on that one of the wooden ones for now. The sound sounds lower than I thought, but the reactions from inside don't return.

When I put my hand on the handle with anxiety, the door opened lightly as if it wasn't from the beginning, such as the presence of a key.

Indoors with no light sources are completely hand-picked in the darkness of the night. What's wrong with the defenselessness that hasn't even allowed the lookout to stand instead of where the stolen goods are collected?

"There's a possibility of a restroom break... uh, anybody?

Just stick your head in and look inside, but the moonlight doesn't even reach you. What's going on indoors is total darkness. Subaru's foot never steps inside as he is greeted with the air and the smell that rests on him.

and looked back at the back satire before searching inside,

"You two go in poorly and treat me like a thief. Why don't you stay outside?

"Are you okay? You should let me in..."

"I'm just talking to you, so you don't suddenly get cut off. It's more troublesome to be misunderstood by the possessor back from the outside, and please ask me"

Satella silences Subaru with her head down a little and then inserts her hand into her robe. The next thing she took out was a white ore.

She offered the ore before Subaru,

"At least keep the lights. I don't care if nobody's here, I don't care if anyone's here."

"I know. Be careful.... How do I glow over this?

"You don't even know how to use ragmite? You don't know anything, do you, Subaru?"

In a tone that includes a sneer and a grin, she gently hits the ore in her hand against the wall.

and as soon as the white ore began to shed a pale light. The light is weak, at best to the extent of blurring the range of a few meters, but enough light to ascertain the danger underfoot or at hand.

"I've been replaced by a magic light that mostly uses mana now, but this one's easier and I'm a treasure. If it disappears, just play nice and it will glow again."

"I see... that's a handy mechanism. Okay, I'm gonna take a look inside."

With one pale, glowing lagmite in his hand, Subaru steps into fear. "Don't push me," he heard Satella on his back, raising one hand to her and responding.

In a blurred and secured vision, it was a small counter in front of Subaru who crept through the entrance. Originally, the collection of stolen goods may have been a liquor store or something. There was a broken crate across the counter, and I can guess if the zodiac owner or someone was sitting there.

A counter that seemed to serve as a receptionist, was it a commodity on top of it - some small boxes, pots, swords and the like were arranged in an unmade fashion.

It is not bright in the intellectual or physical sense, so its value can be questioned, but it does not look as valuable from an amateur point of view.

"Naturally, but the more the value seems tense, the deeper it will be."

The lined stolen goods are stamped together with wooden plaques, engraved with letters that appear to have been sharpened with blades. If you're talking about the man who heard about this place, I guess this will be the name of the thief who provided the stolen goods. If we collect this wooden plaque and put it together and stick it out to the guards, that's the only story we're going to be able to cover.

"I don't know how many concepts there are of pseudonyms. Besides, in this case, the dark parts of the country are corrupt, and there's a connection with these dark people behind them."

The whereabouts of the stolen goods are also suspicious.

Subaru's legs go further into the back of the building with the nasty imagination of skipping reading if a novel or comic book.

As unpopular as ever, I can see among the light sources that lack the increased size and value of stolen goods placed enough to go to the back.

When it comes to a jeweled badge, there's no doubt that it's in the deepest corner.

Think so, unconsciously deviant footsteps. - That's when.

"Hmm?"

Subaru stops at the discomfort created on the back of his shoe on the lid.

It's not uncomfortable that I stepped on something hard. Instead, it was like being pulled from the ground I stepped on - I felt something sticky.

Lifting his legs and touching them with his fingertips behind the sneakers, the liquid was sticky there. Oddly sticky it stretches lightly at your fingertips and stimulates instinctive discomfort.

"What, this"

I put my fingers close to my nose and smell the smell, but I can't really feel it because of all the indoor air in the first place. However, there is also no courage to taste it with your tongue, although it is obvious.

impersonating it to the wall of unpleasant feelings, Subaru forwards the light to be prompted by the discomfort that arises. Before we were about to move on, there was a cause for that.

"... ah?

Unexpectedly a dumb voice sounded and Subaru finally recognized 'it'.

A pale range of light, the first thing I saw was a sloppy rolling 'arm' on the ground. The fingertips were opened to ask for something, which strangely doesn't exist from the elbow up.

Move the light to seek its connecting tip, and you will find feet thrown further back. Fortunately, the legs were properly through the torso, which also came with other parts to be had.

- There's a large old man's body who was severed greatly in the neck and lost one arm.

"Hih."

The moment I noticed that body, meaningless air was leaking out of Subaru's mouth.

At this time, it was neither fear nor despair nor consternation that dominated the back of Subaru's brain. Blanks until overwhelming dominated Subaru's brain, taking away all of 'thought' from it.

Blanks where there is no room for choices like 'escape' and 'stay' to float.

An unwanted blank that just becomes a bar and visits until the brain absorbs and cuts the situation in front of you.

And it had fatal consequences for Subaru's fate.

"- Oh, you found it. That's no choice. Yeah, I can't help it."

Woman, I think it was the voice of.

I felt a low, cold, somewhat entertaining woman's voice.

"Guh!

I didn't have time to look back.

The moment he tries to turn his face to those who speak, Subaru's body is blown away by the shock of the sieve.

He gets slammed against the wall from his back, and the lagmite is also bounced off his hand to stain his vision in the dark.

But Subaru's consciousness is not for that. dominated his consciousness by the

"Guuuuu...... ah, hot"

- It was an overwhelming 'fever', dominating the whole body.

- This is serious shit.

Tasteing the stiff ground feel on his face, Subaru realized he was falling into a depression.

There is no force in the whole body and there is no sense of hand anymore.

However, the heat dominates the middle of my body so much that I want to squeeze my throat.

- Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot.

The moment I opened my mouth to scream, it wasn't a scream, it was a blood clot that spilled out.

Spit in, spit out the source of life that creaks up through your throat in your thoughts. The lobster and so much blood that blood bubbles float around the edge of his mouth. Blurred vision shows bright red stained ground.

- Oh, this is all my blood.

Bleeding enough to immerse the falling body. The story is that the amount of human blood is about 8% of the total, and when a third of it spills, it's life-threatening - isn't this all out already?

Blood spitting from the mouth is stopped, but the cause of the 'fever' that burns down the body is still active. A barely moving hand goes to his abdomen, gets an unlikely feeling there, and he's convinced.

- What, are you breaking your stomach?

That's why I feel hot. They're illusory about 'pain' and 'fever'.

Sharp lacerations run almost straight through the torso and are connected by a piece of skin on the lower back.

In other words, he apparently faced the one in his life called 'Stuffing'.

Consciousness rapidly turns away at the moment of understanding.

Even the 'fever' that had forced me to punch around earlier disappeared somewhere, and the unpleasant feeling of blood and the feeling of a hand touching my gut are all taken as escorts to a distant consciousness.

The only flesh that will be left behind is the flesh that has been refused to accompany the 'soul'.

Move that flesh just a little bit with the last action from the vanishing consciousness. Neck, face up.

Step on the floor in front of you, covered with a carpet of blood, with black shoes creating ripples.

There's someone here. And that someone probably killed himself.

Wonder, I didn't feel like worshipping that other person's face.

I don't remember him being so opportunistic as to decide to even sideline with someone who would kill himself, but the mind isn't interested in that person's prime name or other shards either.

I just hoped - that she would be okay, that's all.

"- Bal?"

I think I heard a voice like a bell.

It's more likely an empty ear because you don't even know where your ear is and where your nose is.

And yet, even if you relied on your memory to reproduce it, that voice rocks your emotions with terrible comfort.

So...

"-!"

Short screams and a carpet of blood welcome new participants.

The fallen body was right beside him, and there was his own arm stretched out sloppily.

Its white hands, which fell without power, and its own bloody hands are intertwined.

I guess it was all a coincidence.

I felt a faintly moving fingertip shook my hand back.

"Stay..."

Grab the root of a distant consciousness and force it to turn around to buy time.

"Pain" and "fever" are all far away, a howl of wasted footscratching losers.

But still...

"I'll make sure..."

- I'll try to save you.

In the next moment Natsuki Subaru lost his life.