human
Archi:  “Will you search for such a thing even so?”
gpt
Emilia:  Even Emilia had thought of what it would be like to have no one think of her as detestable. Many times over, she’d wanted to cast all the pain and suffering by the wayside. “…I want people to think I look cool.”
human
Archi:  “Emilia?” Doubt crept into his voice. Archi seemed like he did not believe his own ears.
gpt
Emilia:  Emilia lifted her head, staring straight at her kin, at the man who was practically a brother to her, and spoke with the determination she felt. “I want to be like Mom, who I look up to so much. I want to be gentle and strong, like Geuse. I want to be like Granny Tanse and the others, who were never mean to me even once. I want to be like Archi, who smiled to the very, very end so that I wouldn’t get scared."
human
Emilia:  “I want to be like Puck, who kept protecting me so I wouldn’t be alone. I want to be like Ram, who wants to work harder than anyone else for the person she holds dearest. I want to be like Otto, doing his utmost for the sake of his friend. I want to be like Garfiel, who refuses to speak one timid word or complaint.”
gpt
Archi:  “Emilia…”
human
Emilia:  “And I want to be like Subaru, who suffers and gets all beat up, who’s always reckless—who told me he loves me.” Emilia was weak and pathetic and always failing, but even so, she wanted to do everything she could for the people she wanted to be with—for the people inside and outside the forest, for those who once walked alongside her and for those who would stand by her from now on. “I want those people to think I look cool. I want to reach my hand out to the others the way so many people assured me that things would be all right.” It was time for the girl who had always been saved by others to start saving them. The boy who always endured so much for Emilia’s sake had put his trust in her, promising that everything would turn out all right in the end. —That was why Emilia would live in the outside world.
gpt
Emilia:  “I’m all right. I’m not afraid of the outside world. I’m not afraid of the future.”
human
Emilia:  “Thank you for worrying about me. I’m…all right, Big Brother.”
gpt
Archi:  Being called that made Archi open his eyes wide. Emilia smiled, seeing his surprised face.
human
Emilia:  She’d always thought of him as a brother, but shyness and her defiant heart had kept her from calling him that even once. But now there was no reason to be embarrassed by those sunny feelings. She could boldly say what she had always felt. In Emilia’s forest homeland, she had a mother, a father, and an older brother—she had a family.