human
Subaru:  "Shoo!”
gpt
Puck:  “Oh, so you’ll come to the party and drink, I see.” As Puck conducted a spirited shadowboxing match and declared himself Emilia’s protector, it looked like he was just excited to drink himself.
human
Subaru:  “Emilia-tan, if Puck’s coming, you’re coming, too, right?”
gpt
Emilia:  “Huh? Yeah, I’m all right with that. I have a feeling Puck won’t let me drink, but I would love to eat good food under some blossoms. But is everyone else on board with it?”
human
Subaru:  “I planned the party with Roswaal to begin with, so he’s cool. And if Rozchi’s coming, Ram will too. We’ll have to ask Rem to cook the food and stuff, so I’ll ask her as sincerely as possible and get her to agree. I’ll help with the food, too.” Subaru, who struggled with vegetable peeling in the beginning, had recently become quite the useful kitchen assistant, thanks to the hand dexterity he always had.
gpt
Ram:  To someone like Ram, whose growth was stunted from years of steamed sweet potatoes, his aspirations were on another level. (Also, the keenness of his instructor had something to do with it.)
human
Emilia:  “Oh, that Rem, she really enjoys cooking with you, Subaru. I know! Can I help with the cooking, too? I know you’ve doubted my culinary abilities in the past, Subaru.”
gpt
Subaru:  “Right, I did used to doubt you—well…that doubt still hasn’t cleared, actually.”
human
Emilia:  “Grrr! You’re so obstinate. Weren’t my rice balls just fine?”
gpt
Subaru:  “In flavor, yes. But you struggled a bit in the aesthetic department.” The lunch Emilia gave to Subaru to take with him into the mountains contained simple rice balls. But shape aside, they were abnormally large in size. When a rice ball was as big as a child’s head, it took everything he had just to eat it. It wasn’t an issue of flavor, but of balance. That was Subaru’s evaluation of Emilia’s culinary skills.
human
Emilia:  “Well, pooh! You don’t have to tell me twice. Just wait. My flower-viewing food will knock your socks off. And it’ll be too late to apologize to me then!” As Emilia puffed herself up in anger,
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru’s mouth slipped into an open smirk. While he had his concerns over Emilia wanting to get back at him, he still couldn’t help but be excited about it. “Okay, so when are we having this little get-together?”
human
Emilia:  “Strike while the iron is hot! —Then again, we won’t be ready for it today. But we have to do it soon before the weather cools down. I was thinking we’d talk it over with the others and maybe do it the day after tomorrow.” He wanted to schedule the picnic around Roswaal, since he had the fullest plate of anybody in the mansion. Any night when he wasn’t away from the mansion would be the day of the flower-viewing. “If our main objective is to look at flowers, maybe the flower fields in the forest would be our best bet?