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Subaru:  These people he respected, people who treated him as an equal, people whom he could never hope to match… He didn’t want them to acknowledge him like that. It made him anxious. He was sure that, at any moment, his real self would slip out and he would just end up disappointing them. He would only disappoint them and make them regret everything when they realized that the real Subaru was pathetic, weak, helpless. He had always believed that. And yet… “—General.” Garfiel, Anastasia, and Julius were all expecting so much from Subaru. Even though he was always so desperate, always on the verge of being crushed under the weight of their expectations, they were adding more and more to the load, as if his desperation was not enough. That…that was the path Subaru Natsuki walked. The path of a boy who had once sworn to be a single girl’s hero. Somewhere along the way, he realized that he couldn’t stay just her hero. He’d needed to—
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Al:  “—If you’re not sure, then just leave it be, Bro.” Subaru’s face tensed as a gruff voice called out. Looking up, Subaru was greeted by a gloomy gaze.
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Garfiel:  “You’re spoutin’ that crap now of all times? !” Garfiel exploded. Rushing in, Garfiel grabbed Al’s thick neck, as if to say he could snap it at any time if he wanted, glaring daggers at him all the while. "You shut your damn mouth! What do you know about the general?! Nobody asked you!”
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Al:  “I could say the same to you. Is saying ‘General’ supposed to cast some magic spell? That the name of some superman who can solve any problem?” Al fired back coldly.
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Al:  Al touched Garfiel’s arm.
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Garfiel:  “—!” Garfiel’s expression suddenly changed, and he quickly pulled away. Garfiel was clearly not sure why he had reacted that way as Al leaned into his face, headbutting Garfiel with his black helm.
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Al:  “Looks like you’re leaning on him pretty hard, but is he really all that special? You could beat him in a straight-up brawl, and when it comes to smarts, he wouldn’t beat that young lady or her knight over there.”
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Garfiel:  “Who asked you? Don’t talk about the general that way! You don’t know just how much he…”
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Al:  “If only he could just put the whole world on his shoulders and keep on rollin’. Now, that would be somethin’ to see. Awe-inspiring, even. Just what you’d want from the star at center stage. But your average background character can’t carry that kinda weight. I can’t, and Bro can’t, either. And now you’re forcing him to take on this massive burden…for what? You ever think about how he must feel?”
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Al:  That last line caused Garfiel’s expression to tremble. He had seemingly realized something, and the powerful momentum he had been riding dissipated. Al pulled back and looked over Garfiel’s head at Subaru.