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Beatrice:  Beatrice’s voice grew more heated still. “In the middle of the night, Betty awoke to a strange presence. And did she gently slip out of the room, so as not to awaken Subaru as he slept with a stupid look on his face, I wonder?”
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Subaru:  “Don’t stare at people’s faces when they’re sleeping. It’s indecent.”
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Beatrice:  “I—I was not staring! Was my glance not as light and graceful as the snow, I wonder? !” Beatrice had just incriminated herself in a panic, but she was cute, so Subaru decided to let it pass without comment.
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Beatrice:  “At any rate, Betty pursued that presence. Then just beyond the entryway, I found the source of that aura…”
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Emilia:  “You found it? And then what?”
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Beatrice:  “Did I confront that pale face floating in the darkness from the front, I wonder?! This face noticed Betty as well, and we entered a contest of stares… The battle continued on, one step forward and one step back!”
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Emilia:  “A staring contest! And then, and then?”
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Beatrice:  “Oh-ho, but Betty is a Great Spirit, so the foe ultimately fled in terror, I suppose.”
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Emilia:  “I’m so glad—what a relief. I was worried Beatrice might have died right there…” Having gotten far too invested in Beatrice’s ghost story, Emilia’s concerns were rather exaggerated.
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Subaru:  That said, Subaru admired the fact that the story was fairly well thought out.
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Subaru:  “So what actually happened, Otto?”
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Otto:  “Er, when I was on the verge of being sick just outside the entryway, I noticed Beatrice staring daggers at me… She vanished while I was crouched and feeling miserable, however.” Otto entered the garden with a wobbly gait.
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Beatrice:  “That cannot be…” Upon hearing the truth about last night from his lips, Beatrice muttered in absolute shock.
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Emilia:  Emilia tried to comfort her by stroking her head.
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Subaru:  Subaru could only call this a job well done.