human
Subaru:  The most obvious issue was Garfiel having hit a wall. Beatrice had told Subaru to wait and watch as Garfiel overcame it with his own strength.
gpt
Garfiel:  "—General, sorry, but do ya mind if I head outside for a bit? I don’t think there’s anythin’, but I better stick an ear out anyway.”
human
Subaru:  After the initial end of the meeting in the reception room, the men gave a send-off to the girls, who were on their way to the big bath, then were left to their own devices. That was when Garfiel came to Subaru with the request.
gpt
Subaru:  “Garfiel, worries or not, you’re damn strong.”
human
Garfiel:  “But I ain’t the strongest. That ain’t good enough.”
gpt
Subaru:  That was the last thing Garfiel said as he turned away and walked out of the inn. Considering his role as their escort, Subaru should have stopped him. But he did not. He trusted that Garfiel of all people could make a recovery of some sort in one night. —Therefore, Subaru could sub in for him for that one night, couldn’t he?
human
Subaru:  “He calls me General and treats me like his older brother. This is the least I can do for him, right?” In fact, Garfiel’s other honorary older brother would’ve been here if he wasn’t walking around the city that very moment—or walking and drinking, rather. That meant it fell to Subaru alone to do what he could for their little brother. “Damn you, Otto, not being here when I really need you… Seriously, what an Otto.” Praying his younger brother wouldn’t grow up to be like that, Subaru headed to the large reception hall when it was time for dinner. When he did so, he saw the girls, who were back from bathing, as well as the men rendezvousing with them at the appointed time—
gpt
Subaru:  “B-Beako, your outfit…!”
human
Beatrice:  “Oh-ho, how is it, I wonder? Today’s Betty is a different flavor than the norm.” Beatrice wore a smug face as she greeted Subaru. Her cheeks were faintly reddened from her recent bath, driving her cuteness to even greater heights, but that wasn’t what surprised him. Beatrice was always seen in her extravagant dress, but he was floored by the sight of her in a yukata.
gpt
Subaru:  “Ohhh, incredible, just incredible, so they even have yukata here! And it looks really good on you! Beako, you’re so pretty! Beako, you’re so lovely! Did you manage to put it on all by yourself?”
human
Beatrice:  “It’s only natural, I suppose. To Betty, such a feat is more trifling than a cupcake.”
gpt
Subaru:  “Heh, that figures! Well, that’s what Beako would say, but is it true?”
human
Beatrice:  “Tee-hee, don’t doubt her. It’s true. Beatrice only tripped on the hem twice.”
gpt
Beatrice:  “S-slander, I wonder?! Subaru, between Betty and Emilia, which one do you believe? !”
human
Subaru:  “The moment you asked that question, you already lost.” That was the normal judgment to make, for Beatrice was predictably dishonest while Emilia was entirely too honest. Emilia softly smiled as Beatrice’s face became redder still.