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Subaru:  “…I think.” Subaru is unsure if there were traces of blood. He can't discern any smell of blood because of the rotten garbage, and it's too dark to see. But he hopes it's okay. About five minutes after his encounter with Elsa, Subaru reached a dilapidated shack.
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Subaru:  “With the information I was given, I think this is it, but…does this really count as a living space?” Subaru is confused as he stood in front of the wooden plank that was serving as a door to the shack.
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Subaru:  “Well, I suppose if it’s just a place to sleep, then it fits the description…” However, the thought that such a small girl was living in a place like this made Subaru feel pity for her. He supposed he could forgive her for being so obsessed with money. “So she’s living out her life here, huddling her already small body into an even smaller space. I guess it’s no surprise she’d turn out as twisted as she is. Ah… How pitiable, how pitiable is she.”
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Felt:  “Oh come on! It’s not that bad. Just who do you think you are, kid, belittling my place?” Just as Subaru was entering his pitying mode, he heard a voice behind him and turned around. There in front of him, glaring at him, was the little blond figure of…Felt.
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Felt:  “What’s with you, looking at me like that with those pitying eyes?! You underestimating me just because I’m a girl and just a little bit filthy?”
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Subaru:  “I think you’re reading the wrong emotion there, but…I’m just glad I’ve found you.” Subaru subconsciously relaxed his shoulders in a sense of relief. Subaru was genuinely happy to meet up with her again. He was worried about what might have happened after his near-miss incident with Elsa, but in the end, things seemed to be looking for the better, rather than the worse.
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Felt:  “Oh, so you’re a customer.” She breathed out her nose, pleased with herself. “The fact that you came here means you’ve got business with me, right? From the way you look, it’s clear that you’re not from around here.”
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Subaru:  “Oh. You’re quick to see that I’m not really one of you.