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Beatrice:  "" After considering Subaru’s assertion, Beatrice, too, began to doubt her own heart. Even had she not, the promise from four centuries ago that underpinned the current Beatrice was lost, leaving her wavering. She no longer knew whether Subaru’s words or her own hopes were correct.
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Subaru:  —And really, Subaru didn’t know, either. Perhaps it was simply that the more the mansion burned away, the more the choices dwindled as well. Perhaps Subaru was conveniently discovering hidden powers at the perfect moment, enabling him to see right through Passage. And perhaps it truly was that Beatrice could not bring herself to reject Subaru sincerely, and therefore Passage’s entrance remained open to him. He didn’t know which was true—but Subaru hoped, prayed it was the last possibility. But whatever the truth, it didn’t matter. There and then, every part of Subaru Natsuki was devoted to reaching the possibility of taking Beatrice with him.
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Beatrice:  “You…you…! You are not That Person for Betty!” Seemingly unable to contain the inner turmoil swirling inside her any longer, Beatrice grasped the hem of her skirt and raised her voice. Abandoning the thoughts racing within her mind, she seemed ready to burst into tears as she stated her case to Subaru.
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Beatrice:  “You said yourself that you weren’t! You said it yourself! Did you not say it, I wonder? If only you were That Person… Had you said so, even as a lie, Betty would have probably believed you. Even knowing it was a lie, she would have to believe you.”
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Subaru:  “Beatrice…”
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Beatrice:  “But did you not say that was wrong, I wonder? You said it was wrong, and you said it was stupid. Well, I suppose you were right. Yes, Betty is an idiot, a huge idiot who cannot bring herself to forget a verbal promise she made four centuries ago… That’s why! No matter what you say, is it not already over, I wonder? !” As Beatrice shouted her rejection, fierce gales spawned around her, enveloping her like a cage. The torrent of magical energy made the girl’s dress and hair flap in the wind, and a tragic mood filled the archive of forbidden books.
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Subaru:  After watching this unfold, Subaru drew in his breath, then began walking forward. His feeble heart was afraid—afraid that the squalls would hurt him. Fighting against that fear, he clenched his burned palms tight and used that pain to focus on just looking straight ahead. “I…”
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Subaru:  “I’m not That Person or anything like that. I’ll say it as many times as you like. The prince riding a white horse who you’re waiting for isn’t coming.