gpt
Emilia:  Imbuing the coin with the full strength of their bodies, the trio solemnly watched the table to see what would come to pass.
human
Subaru:  Unable to control himself, he would sometimes sneak into the kitchen at night and snack on some of it. But he could not let his nightly escapades be revealed.
gpt
Subaru:  “Your shoulders are stiff, Beako. You too, Puck. What’s that muscle bump I see in your tail?”
human
Beako:  “Well, why are your cheeks so tense? Your already hideous sneer has gotten even worse, I suppose. I’m sure even this Kokkuri fellow is cringing at the sight of it.”
gpt
Subaru:  “Come on, you two, we still have a chance to talk this out. Let’s be healthy and have a conversation about it like adults. I know, wanna go on a picnic?” They all kept each other in check, but the coin still showed no signs of moving. Subaru was pressing into the coin to prevent Kokkuri from revealing the truth, and the other two were desperately trying to break his defenses. If things stayed like this much longer, he would be branded a mayo thief—
human
Emilia:  “Oh! The coin…!” Emilia broke her vigilant silence with a shaky yelp, her eyes intensely following the coin as it began to move. But the coin was moving slowly and with such weight that it threatened to rip the paper beneath it. The coin slowly glided over the letters B E A T—naturally, Subaru was the one moving it. Before he was unmasked, he would make somebody else take the fall to clear his name.