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Subaru:  "—It’s me. Subaru Natsuki. Crusch?" Knocking on the door, he called out hoarsely.
human
Narrator:  There was a moment’s silence, and then the door slowly opened inward.
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Ferris:  "Subawu…" Ferris appeared on the other side.
human
Narrator:  His gruesome appearance made Subaru catch his breath.
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Narrator:  His eyes were swollen and red from crying, and his chestnut hair was an absolute mess.
human
Narrator:  His body was covered in spatters of blood that belonged to other people, and perhaps because he had not even spared a thought to wipe them away, there were even dried blood spots on his cheeks and neck.
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Subaru:  "…Ah, I was…I was told Crusch asked for me…"
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Ferris:  "Mm. She’s in bed… Don’t you dare pull anything." His voice was strained, a hint of hatred seeping into the warning.
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Narrator:  But the hatred was not directed at Subaru.
human
Narrator:  It was an all-encompassing hate.
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Narrator:  What was consuming Ferris was an aimless rage, a hatred of everything in the world.
human
Narrator:  Taking a deep breath, Subaru continued inside behind Ferris.
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Narrator:  The room was not very large.
human
Narrator:  Originally it had been a break room, and it was divided into several little spaces with beds for naps.
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Narrator:  And Crusch was in the one farthest to the back.
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Crusch:  "...Sir Su-baru?" Her lips moved, calling his name.
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Narrator:  In trying to respond, Subaru felt his throat clench.
human
Narrator:  Steeling himself and feigning calm, responding in such a way as to keep her from worrying—he could not even do something as simple as that.