human
Subaru:  He had no trouble breaking through the illusion she’d cast on the hallway with ease, setting foot into this very same archive of forbidden books. There was little doubt that both of them had made the worst impressions imaginable during their first encounter. After she robbed his still-recovering body of mana, Subaru went down without even putting up a fight. Burning with the need for revenge, he later went on to prod and annoy her at every opportunity, continuously interfering with her alone time. He spent two months at Roswaal Manor like this. During that time, Subaru and the girl—Beatrice—argued and fought on numerous occasions, getting along rather childishly. When they saw each other, a commotion was bound to occur. Yet, curiously, their likes and tastes matched in the strangest and most unexpected of ways. Why? Somehow, it constantly bothered Subaru that she seemed alone. Even now, he thought of those days and the time they’d spent together as something irreplaceable that bonded them together. Subaru had returned to see Beatrice once more, and this time, he would never, ever let go of her again.
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Beatrice:  "You want to take Betty away from this place…?" Bewildered, Beatrice repeated the declaration Subaru had made upon entering the room. Still seated on the stool in its customary position, she hugged the black book to her chest all the tighter. She clutched the book of knowledge entrusted to her by her mother, its pages of prophecy blank.
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Beatrice:  "Is that…any of your business, I wonder? No one asked you…to do such a thing."
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Subaru:  "I figured you’d say that, but I don’t have time for a long debate. I’m bringing you out of here with me one way or another."
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Beatrice:  "What a self-serving… Would you leave this instant, I wonder? Leave and have a good cry on that girl’s lap."
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Subaru:  "You trying to start a fight…?! You keep that up, and it’s gonna be war…! !" Subaru’s lips trembled in shame as she brought up memories of him making a fool of himself. If anything, Emilia’s lap pillows were an enormous blessing, but he couldn’t rely on her at the moment. Emilia was currently giving her all in the Sanctuary. It was Subaru’s job to do the same at the mansion.
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Subaru:  "Anyway, there’s no time for chitchat. You know what’s going on outside, don’t you?"
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Beatrice:  "...I understand there are intruders in the mansion, I suppose. Still, why should Betty get involved in this dispute? Anyone who wishes to scuffle in the dirt should do as they please."
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Subaru:  "Unfortunately, the situation isn’t friendly enough to be called a scuffle. I left the fight against Tough Enemy Number One to a promising newcomer, but…he’s too much of a softy." Shaking his head at Beatrice’s words, Subaru racked his brain as he mulled over how their allies had been deployed throughout the estate. The greatest asset they had—Garfiel—was almost certainly already engaging the main threat—Elsa.