human
Subaru:  “That just maaay be the first time I’ve ever fought so hard.”
gpt
Puck:  “Well, you just showed up without an appointment, so I freaked out.” Puck chuckled.
human
Subaru:  “Well, we did clash in earnest for a full day and niiight.”
gpt
Emilia:  "Emilia-tan—what actually happened?"
human
Rem:  “I heard they had to redraw maps after the fight was over…”
gpt
Subaru:  “Okay, stop! I’m putting a moratorium on the whole friends-play-mortal-enemies trope!”
human
Puck:  “But Subaruuuu…” Puck whined.
gpt
Subaru:  “Don’t you ‘but Subaruuu’ me! Stop altering topography with your fights! Apologize to Ino Tadataka at once!”
human
Puck:  “I’m sorry, Mister Tadataka! There, that okay?” As Puck apologized to Japan’s first great mapmaker, Subaru racked his brain over the dilemma, which proved to be far more arduous than he had imagined.
gpt
Emilia:  “When Puck and I lived in the forest, there just wasn’t anybody around to bother, so I didn’t think magicking season was that big a problem. But that naïveté got us in trouble…”
human
Subaru:  “And the past three days is the solution you came up with… I can sympathize with you wanting to handle the problem by yourself, Emilia-tan, but I want to say it’s okay to ask others for help…especially me.”
gpt
Subaru:  “With the world on the brink of destruction, we embark on a quest to defeat Demon Lord Puck—that would just be too much work…so if we want a more peaceful, permanent solution…yes, that’s our only choice…”
human
Emilia:  Emilia’s eyes shot open. "Subaru—did you get some crazy idea again?”
gpt
Rem:  “That’s our Subaru.” Rem nodded. “I am in awe.”
human
Subaru:  “Don’t get too excited, ladies!” With a sheepish grin at Emilia and Rem, who had jumped the gun, Subaru walked over to the dining hall window, which was covered in a thick blanket of fog by then. He rubbed the window with his hand and looked at the mansion garden.
gpt
Subaru:  “Beako—am I correct in saying that the cold is confined to the mansion thanks to your barriers?”
human
Beatrice:  “Yes, I suppose. The poor trees and flowerbeds would suffer if the cold escaped outside this building. So I’ve erected a moderate barrier around the mansion perimeter.”
gpt
Subaru:  “You spared the garden, eh? That’s honestly very touching. Now—about the barrier, can you still tweak the perimeter? If so, I’ve got a favor to ask.”
human
Beatrice:  “I could always try. But what do you want to do, I wonder?”
gpt
Beatrice:  “Hmf-hmf-hmf! What else?