- I think it is common for nature and each one of us to slip into their own time when the breakfast place that has been prolonged is cleared up. but

"And in the meantime, please keep Emilia on the usual schedule. Ram has him - show Subaru the mansion. Rem as usual...... and before that"

The figure of Roswar, who gave the stirring instructions, was just full of the Lord's penetration of the Mansion. The grandeur of the collar tends to be also sumptuous, but he laughs a lot, as he saw through the insides of Subaru like that,

"Before I do, I have to introduce myself. Fortunately, all the residents of the mansion are here."

"Helpful. Helpful...... I mean, seriously, less! There's only five of us and one of us at the Mansion, except me!?

"I don't know how to count one. I don't know how to be rude."

Pinching his mouth to Subaru's surprise is Beatrice, who exposed his displeasure. Subaru raised her hand to her annoyingly "yes, yes,"

"Except for me, there's only four of us, one moff and one drill... and this is it?

"... I've heard it several times, but what is that drill?

"The drill is a man's soul, a romance."

"I heard Betty was an idiot. Roswar, can Betty come back? I want to take my time."

Rubbing his head with a tired attitude, Beatrice turns back to Roswar with a non-girly trick. In front of her, there's still a pack sitting on the table saying, "One moff!" He put his hands on his hips and his chest was stretched, and he smiled something.

"I don't know how compatible it is. It's a matter of coming along, just a little more, please."

"I'm going to make every concession I can make to Betty. If you want more than that, be prepared to be the head of the Mazers."

Beatrice's intimidation that quieted her tone on the pretend.

Subaru feels the indoor air gets heavier in that suddenly unusual atmosphere. The cause, of course, is Beatrice, but of course it is abnormal.

That was true in the first encounter, but this chestnut-haired girl is a little 'too far off' against her young looks.

It's not that dimensional at a time when you're drinking. More fundamental gears don't engage. So,

"It's terrific. It's evil, but you are in the first place? I'm here, as a matter of course, but I don't know exactly where you stand, me."

"Betty's not in the mood right now. Watch your mouth, Ningen. If that bothers you, can I stone you and crush you?

Lower your eyebrows and Beatrice responds to Subaru's statement that he "dares not read" the heavy air.

Subaru breathed in the intimidating young girl who seemed to feel naturally and unintentionally fit in.

"Betty's the clerk of the forbidden library at Roswell's mansion."

"Shit!?

but such air also fogs with the remarks of gray cats who have relaxed and interrupted. The kitten grabs the edge of what seems the most right thing to call the bread earful a rusk made by a cooking method that feels like frying with sugary seasoning over it.

"Sweet, yummy, yummy"

"It's evil that you're losing your intelligence before you sweeten it, but there's more to it, MoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoffMoff"

Trying to get closer and throw the question, an inadvertently stretched hand touched his ear and began to moff. Thoughtfully moffed, the pack digested the rusk at a high pace,

"Roswar is a" pretty ”sorcerer. The Mazers have a history, and they have books and stuff that they don't like to touch people with. That Betty is turning the forbidden library by contract to keep books like that out of sight. That's right."

"Yeah, it is. I wonder if you're always right."

"It's a moff that communicates via the pack. After all, before the Moffs, everyone is equal."

"The end of the story is moffy."

Subaru hurries to let go, pointing out the end of the story with his white eyes to Emilia. Without trying, it's a form that has proven itself to be addictive to mofling.

It is a tragedy, ironic, of the late, though loving to moff.

"You got a lot of Moffy kid addiction on your back...... hey!

In front of Subaru, who conceited the tragic actor, Beatrice, who reached out in awe, was touching Puck's ear. I was surprised to see the feeling with my fingers, and my adorable face loosened to the bliss of the feeling of going back to my fingertips.

Subaru breathes unexpectedly at the adorability he deserves, and a pack that devours the rusk without worrying about the feel of his fingertips.

Subaru put his arms around the way it was, turning away from his face and turning only to the two of us.

"Heh, heh. I don't regret Pac cheating on you."

"Don't say that nonsense, Subaru. I'm not getting along with you. I can't believe a child like this can only contribute if he can."

"It's terrible... Moffmoff"

"Whoa, I'm sorry, sweetie Betty. Of course I'm lying. Of course you're the most important thing to me, so you're the only one who's special."

In the minutes of a palm-sized, loving cat, he behaves like a plotter in love between the two of them.

Between the two of them shaking their sweet emotions by such a choy, evil attitude, Emilia with her hands on her hips breaks in.

She picked the head of the pack with her outstretched fingers and lifted it, causing her to scream, "Nya-ya-yay," which seemed to eagle the heart of a cat lover.

"The pack doesn't go bad either. And don't eat too much sweet stuff either. If I get fat, I won't put you on my shoulder anymore."

"Hehe, are you jealous? You don't like Leah unless you're the best. It's okay, don't worry. You always have my home. [M] Even if it swayed in the wind like a floating cloud, the place to go home was always...... gnarly!

Gives up with the strength of a finger picking a gibberish head as he complains of a floating mouth of teeth.

I sighed looking at the pack, which stopped moving slowly, and Emilia looked at Subaru with resentful eyes from then on.

"The bad influence of Subaru on our child..."

"I wonder if it's my fault, that's a lot of vegan!? Correct it with iron claws. I saw the darkness of a westbound family."

I feel like watching the exchange between Master Mizo and Sun Wukong beside me.

Nevertheless, I thought that the parent-child relationship between the two had been the other way around in previous exchanges. - Well, I guess that's the attitude of the pack, except for the serial scene. If it's up to you to decide, there's no problem.

"Well, it's not decided because it's useless in a scene to decide about yesterday... hey, you're just a light-mouthed talking cat if you keep it up right now"

"That's fine with me! Maybe I should just be there! The rest of it is just part of your beauty."

"Your worship is pretty ghostly, too! Besides, the keeper of the forbidden library doesn't really tickle my cook two minds. Learn more there."

Place your hands in the shape of a pistol and point with a twine.

Beatrice speaks with reluctance as she sneers her drill at the trick.

"Just now - that's pretty much everything in your description. To put it more plainly... I wonder if that's the room you came into."

"Oh, that book all over"

I remember the amount of books I was worried about missing the floor, and I think it's just a forbidden library. On the other hand, if all of the array were banned books from spilling out to the outside world, would it no longer even feel light and criminal?

Prohibited Book - That's a nice word to grab and shake the hearts of the men and never let go.

In retrospect, when I was in middle school, when the blue flowers of my sexuality were in full swing, I entertained the treasure book that would free me of such a blue impulse as "Prohibition Book" and so on.

Especially since Subaru's Kendo department somehow boasts an overwhelming rate of forbidden books, so much so that there was a dedicated vault under the Kendo department's floor in the club building.

That's also the reason for the leak with the baseball club, the leak of information in contact with other schools at the cultural festival - and the forbidden book vault on graduation just flaming out.

On that occasion, the Kendo department's quarters were abolished, and the treasure book, which had lost its place of destination for survivors, was scattered all over the place.

"Now, in retrospect, I've done something bad to my juniors. History of the Kendo Department's forbidden library, which has been passed down pulsatingly. I miss the tidiness of the times and genres..."

"Betty answered the question, and now I'm pissed you're dying because it's telling me you're thinking the crappiest thing in the world."

"Don't be crunchy, little fish. Calcium might calm your mind and stretch your back, huh? I think Emilia Tan's height difference is just right for a hug or a love comedy..."

In the guise of a wind that advises the outraged Beatrice, the restraint of a preference for Hiragana and Emilia. but she seemed to cut it off clearly when it came to Subaru's paranoia now, rather she put her finger up as if something different from that had caught on.

"Wait a minute, Subaru. Didn't you just tell me you went into the forbidden library?

"I'm in. When I went back to my room and tried to sleep unfaithfully, I remodeled my place of work and I had cancer. That drill loli. Besides, after that, I take it from people like Null... Yakuza M.O., I don't know."

Beatrice turned her face away and ignored Subaru's complaint, which sharpened her triple-white eyes even more. Emilia is now turning the talking water to your girlfriend.

"Beatrice... did you invite Subaru into the library?

"No way, it is. I wonder if Betty has any reason to bother bringing in such a lowlife.... I took the liberty of pulling the right answer to" Crossing the Door. "

"You're losing your character from the tone, lady. Oh, ho, ho."

Beatrice is silently furious at Subaru, who puts the back of his hand on his mouth and laughs elegantly. Behind those one-sided heartwarming touches, Roswar, who remained silent until then, touched his own nose with a "heh,"

"I can't even get to the forbidden library, which depends on my allowance, without Beatrice's permission... it's compatible, you guys"

"" Ha!?

Two of us face each other and look back at Roswar. Keep staring back at each other in the same motion, bending your lips to the letter to with the same flow.

"Your expression mirrors, both of you."

"Cute, cute Betty and this? It's not funny."

"Same one to the right. In the first place, I don't belong to Lori. If you say that, I won't laugh anymore. It doesn't make me laugh..."

"I wonder why it's so serious! I don't like it anymore! And then I hope you guys are on your own!

Beatrice, whose toes have finally been cut off, erupts completely in Subaru, showing off the finesse of the art of shading her face.

When she takes her seat, she grabs onto the dining room door and rampantly pushes it open.

and

"Is that it? What about the hallway?

I can't help but wonder.

Because beyond the door that should have been connected to the hallway leading to the center of the mansion - there was a library spread with Subaru once in it.

No more possible, a forest of bookshelves packed all together, Beatrice stepped inside that room, pointing her proud face at Subaru somewhere,

"This is' Door Crossing '. Burn that nobility into your eyes, and shake at best. - I don't even wanna see your face for a while."

The door closes thoughtfully and the little girl disappears beyond it.

Subaru that makes your eyes black and white. What surprised him even more like that was Ram's behavior when he opened and showed it again, even though he didn't even mention the closed door.

Now, when the rampantly closed door slowly opens, beyond it is a passage that Subaru has also walked on his own feet.

Until a moment ago, it was an incredible phenomenon connected to the library.

"I see. I mean, anywhere in the mansion door, there's magic that can connect you to your own room. Hikikomori."

"I don't know about understanding. I don't really know what that hikikomori is."

"It's about parasites that don't stick in the room and come out, except when you need rice or a bath or something."

"I see. Yeah, well, Beatrice's a chicken."

- I hear you, you guys.

Beatrice looks at me as the door closed by the ram opens just a little from the other side and only peeks at my face from there.

This is it right after a statement I don't even want to see my face. Subaru steps into small pieces with his hands on his hips and action like bird wings.

"Is that it? What's the matter, sir? What's the matter, sir? I just got out of momentum, did something happen? Forgot something? You're a troublemaker. Hey, hey, how do you feel? How do you feel now?

bursting NDK (hey, what do you feel) dance.

The payback for it was simple but powerful, that is, by Beatrice, who stretched his hand from the door to this one, to be busted with magic.

"Boonji-go!

Subaru's body, which should never be light, dances lightly through the universe, beaten by an invisible mass of air.

Swing by the feeling that you won't know up, down, left or right, and even jump over the dining room table and clash against the wall. The two maids who rushed quickly hold back the wall-mounted paintings and conditioners beautifully.

I relentlessly kicked Subaru, who fell under my feet, and it was a nice follow.

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