gpt
Subaru:  The color indicated by the magic crystal clock on the wall of the mansion corridor announced that it would soon be midnight. He’d lingered a little longer, making him later than usual. “It was a talk among men. Gotta let something like that slide.” Letting slip those words of excuse, Subaru went not to his own room but in the direction of the west wing, where the women’s bedrooms were.
human
Subaru:  “—Excuse me.” Subaru always knocked before entering the room. He knew there would be no reply.