human
Ferris:  "That’s right… You’re right.” Ferris turned a disbelieving eye toward Subaru.
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru still couldn’t believe the fruits of his labors. Nodding at Ferris’s words, he tugged on the back of his hair as he departed the rocky place. Victory. Yes, victory. It wasn’t an accident; he’d won. What was wrong with that? “—Maybe he comes back to life as soon as our backs are turned? !”
human
Ferris:  "What are you going on about? Ferri is really angry already! Sheesh!”
gpt
Subaru:  "Ow, ow, ow!” When Subaru looked back, unable to drop his suspicious mind-set, Ferris grabbed hold of his hair and dragged him along. It might have gone without saying, but neither the plugged cave nor Petelgeuse’s corpse showed any change. This time, they would truly take their leave. And then, as the icing on the cake—
human
Mimi:  “Mister’s noisy about it, so just to make sure!” Saying this, Mimi held her cane in her hand. Magic erupted from it—and Petelgeuse’s grave, along with his corpse, exploded. This time, without exaggeration, Petelgeuse, the Witch Cult’s Archbishop of Sloth, was blown to bits.