human
Emilia:  “Next year…” Emilia remarked thoughtfully. “That’s too far in the future for me to even imagine what my life might be like.”
gpt
Puck:  “I hope everything turns out the way you want, Lia—regardless of whether or not Subaru can really have his way.”
human
Emilia:  “Puck…are you against having a snow festival?”
gpt
Puck:  “Not at all. I had a good time, and I think you did too. But…I’m not sure that when next year rolls around, Subaru will still be happy to be by your side, Lia.”
human
Emilia:  Emilia held her breath as Puck’s words sank into her. Her position weighed heavily upon her. She didn’t have the liberty of making decisions lightly. Even the environment she lived in might be drastically different one year from then. And the idea of trapping that kindhearted boy in the vortex with her made Emilia feel incredibly guilty.
gpt
Puck:  “The wound on his belly and the bite wound from the demon beast—every wound inflicted on him is the result of your actions, Lia. I know you wouldn’t be the sort to forget that, but you must always keep this in mind.”
human
Emilia:  “—I know.”
gpt
Puck:  Though Puck spoke in a lighthearted voice, his words were anything but light to Emilia. She nodded solemnly, and Puck washed his face in silence. Then, looking at the snow sculptures near Emilia, he said, “But I do hope we can have a snow festival again next year.”
human
Puck:  ""
gpt
Puck:  “Because it would mean I pent up enough mana to have a magicking season, and only Subaru would run a snow festival.”
human
Emilia:  “Yes…yes, you’re right—I hope we have a snow festival next year, too.” Puck’s unexpected sentiment made Emilia nod and smile.
gpt
Puck:  Puck stroked his chin in satisfaction with his beloved daughter’s smile—an ominous fear smoldering secretly in his heart all the while.