human
Subaru:  After hesitating about how to put it exactly, he nodded once. “I think there’s a little curse on me. Can you check?”
gpt
Beatrice:  “…What are you saying, I wonder?”
human
Subaru:  “I think there’s a little curse on me. Can you check?”
gpt
Beatrice:  “I did not tell you to repeat yourself! Has it been even half a day since we spoke about shamans in detail, I wonder?! Even gullibility has its limits…” Beatrice stormed over and yelled, probably thinking Subaru had some sort of persecution complex.
human
Beatrice:  But her expression changed midway to one of surprise; she looked up at Subaru as if some doubt had just been answered. “I sense a curse rite… You truly have been cursed.”
gpt
Subaru:  “Seriously? I mean, I figured as much, but having it actually said out loud is still kind of a shock…” The whole point of the decoy operation was to get cursed, but it was still a jolt to know that he really had been. What brought a pall over his face was not only fear but his own thoughts—in other words, the fact that one of those lighthearted villagers had been an assassin. “Do you know what kind of curse it is?”
human
Beatrice:  “I can say nothing from merely seeing the rite. But as we discussed, the odds are extremely strong that it is a curse to take your life.”
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru calmly accepted Beatrice’s statement when she looked up at him with a blink of her large eyes in apparent surprise. “You do not look like you think dying is a frightening thing, you know?”
human
Subaru:  “Huh? What a stupid thing to say. I’m super scared of dying. There’s nothing more frightening in this world than death. People who say there’s worse stuff than dying should say that after they’ve tried death once or twice.” It was the one unshakable truth Subaru had learned from that world: Death was absolute. He could not abide it being treated lightly. Nor could he stand comparing death to other things by those who had not experienced it. After all, Subaru, having experienced death multiple times, had returned to the world to start over because he had himself tasted despair worse than death. “That’s why I’m going to get through it this time, Fate.” If there was indeed a deity that governed fate, Subaru had just declared war upon him. Subaru Natsuki would snatch back his happy ending to make up for the agonizing times he had suffered. Having finished his rant at the supernatural being, Subaru turned back to Beatrice. “So, could you lift that little curse for me? I’m short on time here.”