human
Priscilla:  "And so…” Priscilla narrowed her eyes, audibly opening her fan and using it like a red curtain to conceal her own lips. “Even I would have a bad taste in my mouth if I dismissed you with nothing but a laugh. Thus, I shall grant you an opportunity.”
gpt
Subaru:  “...A-an opportunity?”
human
Priscilla:  “Yes, an opportunity. ‘This is your big shot,’ in other words.” Priscilla’s pronunciation of the modern phrase was strange; perhaps she’d learned it from Al. Priscilla folded her fan once more and extended it toward Subaru.
gpt
Subaru:  For some reason, Subaru could not evade its straight, silent motion as the end of the fan pressed into his forehead, sending him tumbling onto his backside.
human
Priscilla:  "Lick it.” Priscilla offered her bare foot before his eyes.
gpt
Subaru:  “—” Not understanding what she meant, Subaru felt his gaze wander between Priscilla’s face and leg.
human
Priscilla:  “Crawl across the floor, ruminate on your humiliation like a pathetic wild stray, and lick my foot like a babe suckling its mother’s teat. If you can do this, I shall consider your proposal.” With Subaru seemingly lost, Priscilla spoke to him gently, as if explaining for the benefit of a poor student—or to torment her slave.
gpt
Subaru:  “Wha—? !”
human
Priscilla:  “If you don’t want to, that’s perfectly fine. If your meager personal pride comes first, wave your tail and your master shall abandon you to the wilds. Either way should provide amusement.” Priscilla concealed her lips and smiled, as if to say she would enjoy his fall regardless of his choice.
gpt
Subaru:  Subaru felt his guts boiling over in anger at the pure malice of Priscilla’s behavior. But though he was on the brink of crying out something in a coarse voice guided by emotions, he restrained himself. If he gave in to his feelings and charged ahead, these negotiations, too, would end in failure.
human
Subaru:  “—” He looked between the foot still hanging before him and Priscilla’s mocking smile. When he closed his eyes, he saw their faces one after another: Emilia, Ram, Beatrice, and the children and adults of the village. Little by little, he cooled the magma seething inside his belly. In anguish and consternation, he came to the conclusion that—
gpt
Subaru:  “I…got…it.” Enduring the humiliation, Subaru kneeled and took Priscilla’s foot in his hand. When he thought of the agony-filled deaths Emilia and the villagers had to endure, how could the humiliation Subaru would taste in their place even compare? To avoid that hopeless future, to find the world he needed to reach, he didn’t mind being a dog or worse. His trembling lips neared the top of her white foot, about to press against her fair skin—when—
human
Priscilla:  “Ahh, it seems you truly are—nothing but a very, very boring man.” The kick, from right before his nose, sent Subaru flying, as if he weighed hardly anything.
gpt
Subaru:  “—”