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Subaru:  "!” As usual, she wouldn’t so much as throw him a bone. His perseverance was almost praiseworthy. Such was Subaru’s place in the Roswaal Manor hierarchy. Emilia ignored his advances, Beatrice snapped at him, and Ram gave him the cold shoulder—only Rem was nicer than necessary with him. He considered himself beyond blessed to be there.
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Subaru:  “Still, it’s not like you to bake sweets, Ram. Now, Rem I’d expect to bake us a cake, but I didn’t realize her elder sister had any talents besides steaming sweet potatoes.”
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Ram:  “Spare me your delirious ramblings, Barusu. I thought I told you—my specialty is steamed sweet potatoes. I don’t know the first thing about baking.”
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Subaru:  “What the hell are you doing to your poor, overworked sister who can’t even make it to tea?” Subaru was shocked when he read between the lines and realized she had made Rem bake the cakes. Remembering how sorry Rem had looked when she informed them she was too busy to make it to tea left a bad taste in his mouth despite how sweet the cakes were.
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Subaru:  “But you know, meals at this mansion are dependent on Rem. Not trying to come to your defense here, Ram, but as someone who can’t cook, I acknowledge I’m a hypocrite for pointing that out.” After all, in his world, Subaru was a good-for-nothing nobody who could not be fixed even if somebody tried. He cut class, didn’t help out around the house, and aside from the unexpected talents of sewing and bedmaking, he was a supernova in the Slackers Universe. Due to this emotional baggage, Subaru peered over at Emilia in an attempt to change the subject.
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Emilia:  Emilia covered her puffed-up cheeks with her hands and said, “Me? Heh-heh, well, you probably think I’m a lousy cook, Subaru, but I’m actually pretty good. I lived alone—well, Puck was with me—for quite a long time. Basic dishes are as easy as pie for me.”
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Subaru:  “Gee, haven’t heard the saying as easy as pie in a while…but how do I put this? Even though your story does add up, knowing you makes it seem just a tad bit suspect.” And that was because angelic Emilia emitted the aura of a girl who looked capable but secretly wasn’t. Subaru’s first impression of Emilia had changed drastically during the several hours they spent together at the mansion. Her strong genius vibes from their first encounter had melted away due to the glimpses of childishness and gullibility she had shown every day. Even so, her devotedness, kindness, and diligence were steadfast. And Subaru could say with confidence that that was what made her great. But setting that aside, it was also undeniable that she had an air of flawed beauty about her. And with the discovery of her tone-deafness the other day, Subaru had a feeling there was an even bigger bombshell still hiding inside of her.