human
Anastasia:  "—Your face has gotten even nicer, huh…" Anastasia gazed at Emilia and murmured.
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru took a deep breath to steady himself.
human
Anastasia:  Her light-blue eyes showed no hint of sarcasm, nor did her comment come off as belittling.
gpt
Anastasia:  "Well, her cuteness is the same…actually, maybe that’s gone up a level, too."
human
Anastasia:  "It has been a long time, Natsuki. We last met when you were honored for hunting down the White Whale and the Witch Cult, I think? It’s been a whole year since then, but I assume Marquis Mathers is the same as usual, yeah?"
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Subaru:  "That certainly wasn’t us at our best. Thankfully, we have managed to keep it together since then. At the very least, we haven’t disintegrated midflight yet."
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Anastasia:  "That so, that so. Lovely news. I must say, I am glad that both of you came together this time. Julius seems eager to meet Natsuki as well." When Anastasia made that comment with her hands placed together, Subaru openly grimaced.
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Emilia:  Emilia broke into laughter.
human
Anastasia:  Anastasia broke into laughter.
gpt
Subaru:  Apparently, it didn’t matter how often he insisted that he and Julius didn’t get along.
human
Garfiel:  "Sorry to intrude on this peace ’n’ harmony stuff, but should we just be standin’ around all day?" The one who cut into that warm and fuzzy atmosphere was Garfiel, who’d maintained his silence up to that point. Clacking his sharp fangs, he glared straight at Anastasia with his jade eyes. The glint in his gaze was blatantly hostile.
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Anastasia:  "What a cute boy. It’s plain as day he’s concerned about Emilia and everyone." Anastasia only deepened her smile.
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Garfiel:  "Heh, she’s smilin’. But someday, you’re someone we gotta sink our fangs into. Gettin’ along now is only gonna make things harder later."
gpt
Anastasia:  "I suppose that’s true. Garfiel is kind, so I understand why he would worry…"
human
Garfiel:  "Dah!! Who you talkin’ about?! Really gotta watch what ya say, Lady Emilia!" Taking unexpected friendly fire, Garfiel lost his composure after a failed attempt to restore some sense of tension to the conversation.