Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

"Purse, there is. Phone, there is. The compota and cup noodles are fine too. No broken jerseys and sneakers. And naturally..."

Turn the hem of the jersey, turn your neck back, pee and check your back.

No scars were found around the waist or in the middle of the back, nor was there an emergency situation where two knives were growing.

"Phew, good for you. You know, back wounds. Seriously, you're a swordsman's shame. For once, as a human being in the Kendo ministry, the path of a man can't be taken off the path of a swordsman."

Blurring and touching my pepper and safe back around. I found only one long hair growing around my shoulder, pulled it through at the end of a bad fight, and finally took a breath.

"I mean, this is me, it's hard to believe..."

Blow the hair out with your exhaled breath and look across the street touching your jaw with your empty hands.

The place hasn't changed the street, it's just a little far from the corner of the outhouse in front of the 800. Svalbard leaning against the wall with his arms together doesn't change his attitude, even though he looks annoyed by the frigid shopkeeper who lines him up as a monstrous pot or plate.

The sun is high and the wind is soft. The boulevard is crowded and busy, and occasionally lizard carriages pass through it. It was time for Subaru to start getting used to the sand and dust and react to the extent that he looked up in front of his face with his hands lightly at best.

Disappears from the body without even a sign of injury or trace, and the compote that should have tucked in the belly is in great condition to taste again and again. And the feel of the jaw that touches you has nothing to catch on to. It's a tight one,

"What I did, I'm sorry I forgot my stunt."

Craftsmanship that allows you to get some idea of the passage of time with the stretch of your jaw's inertial beard. Subaru is convinced that he had the confidence to fall in love with his rough business, which applied privileges that were only allowed to exist with certain male hormones.

- That my jaw's inertia mustache doesn't change from right after I shave it before I go to the convenience store.

"I mean, it's you."

Hands that were touching my jaw forward, I rang my fingers so that I could see the crowd watching this one, including the outdoor shopkeeper,

"- Every time he dies, he's back in his initial state," he said.

I had decided it was ridiculous, I decided to conclude that idea.

"Back to death... something-- that's exactly what 'lose and die' is all about."

In the case of the original story, it's the ability to feel like 'rewind after losing', but from the pattern of losing and coming back, I feel like I deserve my state more in writing right now.

"To put it more properly......" Time Retrospective "is something to him, this"

Though limited, it is considered to be running the so-called 'time travel'. In other words, Svalbard is now the one of his dreams called Time Traveler.

Honestly, until a dozen minutes ago, although it had surfaced as a possibility, it was also an answer that distanced itself from the strictness of the conditions.

Because I still felt that there were fewer conditions for clearing the deployment that displaced superhuman healers came through.

The most unlikely condition is that

"Time magic is the most powerful pattern, so it's odd that I have it from the beginning, and it's a dream of time retroactivity in the first place, but you can't make it happen. Think common sense."

After I say it, I twist my neck wondering what is common sense in The Other World Summons in the first place.

If you think about it like that, let's shrivel the feelings you've been trying so hard to deny until just now.

"Besides, when I was' back to death ', how could the previous unnaturalness of Tsuji fit perfectly together..."

The first death was when Satella and I walked into a stolen goods store.

The worst unfolding with no excuse for getting my defenseless belly mutilated and not being able to shout out and reward the danger, but rather entangling the satire.

And the second death would be when Grandpa Rom and Felt were killed and then the resistance was also murdered more or less miserably by Elsa. During the first "Back to Death" I assumed that the difference in the height of the day was the difference in the date, but the fact is that I was back to "that point on the same day".

The third death just followed, I just felt it a dozen minutes ago.

Exactly, there is no better way to die than dog death.

I didn't expect the miscellaneous fish character at the beginning to kill me. It was a poor ADV-like aftertaste that planted BADEND events for each choice.

"I mean, I've died three times in just about half a day..."

If life normally thinks about it just once, it can be said that dying three times in just half a day overshadowed common sense in every sense.

For seventeen years, I was going to live a mediocre life, but it's a little emotional to think that I've lived scratching Dead or Alive for seventeen years x 365 days x three times before.

"Or you suck at living in despair."

The body has not been able to keep up with the series of immediate-death events in this world because it has not escaped the air of the original world of warm water.

Pompous death may also be a cause of being lured into a place where they know it's dangerous.

"Based on the causality between the first and second time... I've probably been hit by Elsa twice"

For the first time, it must have been Elsa lurking in the dark of the stolen goods collection.

The body of the large old man who had fallen was right in Grandpa Rom. It has nothing to do with Subaru's rudeness on that occasion, though I can't imagine the development of Grandpa Rom being murdered.

"Felt was in the vault at that time... couldn't you confirm that far"

Naturally, Grandpa Rom should have dated Felt's negotiations.

Then her involvement is indispensable to how Grandpa Rom is murdered. Aligning it with the second exchange, I feel it is likely that Felt's scratch of greed broke the negotiations.

"It may have been an unnecessary provocation, but it may have sealed my mouth."

If you look like you're losing, Felt might do it.

Where that mouth seal has been completed, is it the first time that Subaru and Satella have arrived at an untimely time?

"That's simpler the second time. I was just there for that mouth seal."

Thinking about it, did Satella visit Zuo after Subaru and the others were killed?

I know her magical skills, but I feel pretty remarkable if that killer will give me time to chant. Ten, eighty-nine, Satella has worse minutes.

"I've been killed by the same person twice. Simply think about it, Elsa would be an FA if she met a landmine character whose death was confirmed. And..."

Subaru heard himself chilled in his chest saying where it was necessary to take action.

Yes, where do I need to think about Elsa if I encounter her?

The only thing you could possibly encounter with her is, in short, the 'Stolen Goods Collection'.

And the reason for going there is "The Badge of Satella," and the purpose of retrieving Satella's badge is to "return the favor that was helped by her."

But for Subaru, who was wound back to the hour immediately after his summons by "Back to Death," the whereabouts of his benevolence have literally disappeared beyond time.

In the third situation, the cold reaction of the contacted satire tells the story of it.

She didn't know Subaru. It is a proof left that there is no connection whatsoever between this timeline satire and Subaru, meaning the disappearance of the benevolence to be returned.

Then you should completely forget about the badge and avoid the BADEND flag of encountering that threat again.

I don't know why a situation such as "Back to Death" has been prepared, but I have the skills to know what's going on. Avoidable mines pass, that's right.

Deployment per time-travel. It doesn't have to make sense otherwise.

"Fortunately, I know the phone is going to be gold. Even if you don't rely on Grandpa Rom, you can make military money by looking at a store that you seem to trust properly."

Twenty or more sacred coins, it's hard to tell how much, but I think it's enough to stay in the right inn for a few nights. All you have to do is rip your fangs out there and wait for the day to do it with Gabriel.

"Well, it's still a no-plan about what you do with Gabriel,"

Without the knowledge that stands out, I have no taste in restraint. Wide and shallow for all information, and that's the modern man's stance. Subaru is one of them without a leak.

"If I sell this off my phone, I'll just have some store hire me as a downstairs job before I run out of that money..."

I'm even anxious to see if I can do it on my own with no work experience, but even in a slightly black working environment it would be better than a knife wound sharpening. You shouldn't have to get caught dying three times a half day.

"Otherwise the story is easy. If you don't act like one, the sun will go down. Hey, Osama."

"What if I thought I was saying bumps earlier, sir, suddenly. Hey, I don't even know if they say that, yo, the eagle."

My husband, who runs an open-air business next door, answers Subaru looking annoyed for his consent.

It's an open-air merchant who wraps a turban around his head and sells whether it's a kettle or a plate. It doesn't look like the kind of store that a customer leans on, independent of Subaru's bluffing next door.

"I wonder if this is how I should sell my belongings too...... but I wonder if I would make money selling them with this unfortunate pot or something. What do you think, Osama?"

"Don't say sorry or anything while looking at other people's sales, yo! What the fuck, Chimi!

"Sooner or later, I'll be a millionaire. Call me Phone Hardware.... doesn't it itch my head or anything when it's curly? Why are you rolling it? Are you bald?

"I don't know what that means. Excuse me. Extremely yo! Go away, it won't be business!

The subtly feminine husband's attitude is quite cold.

Sigh inside that every world is with you about the human heart that deals with others who go and go.

"But even if I'm stuck with my feathers, I can help people."

After something important was stolen, on the way to chasing the person who stole it.

Try to help irrelevant useless, treat a guy like that over time, and walk away without even getting a thank you for it.

There are hobbies who go along with useless self-gratification and get to a terrible end.

"If you repeat it three times, you may find out a lot about it. No, if that doesn't make sense, it's a lot of pity on my head, but my head isn't that far."

"What did you say, yo, now"

"Maybe there's a pattern on it. You can call it fate. - No matter how many times I try again, I'm doomed that this development is bound to happen. For example…"

Whether it's the first, second, or third time, Satella gets her badge stolen by Felt.

Both the first and second time, there was a situation where Grandpa Rom was killed in a stolen goods store. Perhaps the felt had been killed even in the first burglary.

Then what happened to Satella, who would have arrived at the scene of the theft collection the second time.

I'm not helpless, but did you beat that Elsa?

"I don't know that. I don't know. It's fine. But there are things I know."

If we leave things alone for the fourth time like this, Felt and Grandpa Rom will definitely be killed. And Satella and Elsa will have a fight.

What do you mean because those two will die? He's a little villain who puts together stolen goods and sells them in the back, and a rigid little girl who tries to sell stolen goods at a high price without making a scene.

Together, criminals, it would mean they'd be gone and clean.

"Uh, I guess I mean modern. You were so stupid in front of the computer."

If sympathy and mercy were ridiculous, that's how you should have behaved.

At least, Subaru himself doesn't think he's been faking it. I think of myself as a person with thin feelings, and modern people are rare for everyone to have such feelings.

So no matter what happens, I've assumed that I'll take it lightly without as much emotion as I did. Some acquaintances die, etc., which is not out of the scope.

"Yet I don't like it. It's disgusting. You're far from a good man, both of you. - But you can't overlook them knowing that the people you know will be killed."

I guess that's what we're talking about, just behaving like that.

It's all a story with a virtual feel. In fact, if that involves real weight, it is only thin enough to change the purpose easily.

It's not the purpose of the detention, so it won't be damaged where it's peeled off.

"And Satella after all... I don't know, I can't abandon that kid either"

Call for a name, and Subaru thinks that's a pseudonym, I guess.

In retrospect, for the first time in the world, she didn't really follow the name in her mouth. It's the third world exchange on top of that. It's painful even if you don't like it.

It would mean that there was finally not enough trust. Because of the lack of sensitivity, the success or failure of the name acquisition event was determined.

"If so, will you do your best to tell me your name this time?"

He flexed on the spot and Subaru said, "Hmm!" and stretches his body wide.

"Honey, I'm so fucked!" To Subaru, who begins radio gymnastics, the master of the open-air merchant is no longer without words.

Radio Gymnastics II in front of him who is such a cliché. Cut off, the good sweaty Subaru looks back to the shopkeeper and raises his hand staggering,

"There are times when a man has to do it. - Right, Osama?"

"Yes, sir, yes, yes, you're right, yo, so go with me, yo"

My cheeks are about to stick to my bad reaction when I intend to be bitchy with my decision face.

Pressed on his back by a sloppy hand gesture, Subaru ran away from the open-air merchant, sinking into a long thought.

How often did you draw the crowd and run about two hundred meters?

"Well..."

Stopped Subaru is a short forehead lifting action.

Run your gaze to the right to the left, lean against the wall in a natural motion, and stroke your hair again as you meditate, while creating a freshness in vain. Do,

"Fake satire, I wonder where I'd go"

and the disconnect departure began with a rather uneasy statement ahead of time.