human
Subaru:  —The next instant, feeling a jolt, as if black and white, light and dark, man and woman, love and hate… Everything had been turned on its head as Subaru Natsuki was transmigrated. “—Subaru.” A call, and as if drawing it toward himself, Subaru wrapped the owner of the voice in a hug.
gpt
Beatrice:  “Uhyaan!” There was a sudden cry and a struggling body in his arms, looking up at his face.
human
Subaru:  It was— “Bea…trice…”
gpt
Beatrice:  “Th-that’s right! Don’t surprise Betty like that. I’m not saying I dislike it.