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Louis:  "!” The next moment, Louis shouted from inside the tent like a child throwing a tantrum.
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Subaru:  Though it wasn’t like there was anything he could do about her making a fuss.
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Louis:  “Uaah, aaaah!! !”
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Subaru:  “Ngh! Be quiet! Everything’s fine! I don’t have time to deal with—” As he was shouting at Louis, Subaru’s brow furrowed.
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Rem:  Rem was seated on the ground holding Louis, who was still fidgeting and struggling.
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Rem:  Her expression changed. It was not the fear or rejection she’d displayed before; it was pure and simple shock. She was looking at Subaru with blue eyes gone wide—no, it wasn’t Subaru she was looking at, but…
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Subaru:  “…My back?” Subaru figured out where she was looking from the angle of her gaze. Twisting his head, Subaru looked down at his back, and finally realized just what it was that had been moving behind him while he was turning.
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Subaru:  “Arrow feathers…” That was what had caught his eye. And of course, the arrow feathers were attached to an arrow, and an arrow quivering in his back meant that…
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Subaru:  “…Ah.” …someone had shot him in the back with an arrow. He quickly lost his balance, and, unable to stand anymore, toppled over on the spot. He reflexively grabbed at the tent’s entrance as he fell, and the tent tilted as he collapsed.
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Rem:  “Ahhhhhhh!” Rem let out a shrill cry.
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Subaru:  Even as Subaru’s mind raced, he had the pointless, out-of-place thought that he had never heard Rem cry out like that before.
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Louis:  “Aaah, uaaah!” Crawling on all fours, Louis approached Subaru and started roughly shaking him, but he couldn’t muster the voice to yell at her to stop, or the strength to resist. It was just a single arrow.
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Rem:  “Someone! Someone, please! …I-it will be fine! This wound is…” Letting go of her staff, Rem came closer, almost stumbling over herself in the process, and staring at his back, she called out desperately.
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Subaru:  I can’t show her my weakness. It’s just a simple arrow. Show her you can handle it. Just stand up, Subaru Natsuki. You always thought people didn’t have enough guts, dying or getting knocked out by those little arrows in Taiga dramas and period shows and all, didn’t you? I mean, even if a giant arrow through the chest is different, Rem’s right—this arrow didn’t hit me that hard. It was so soft, it felt like someone brushing against my back, right? So why is it that… He vomited as heat welled up inside him.
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Subaru:  “Geh, gh, ugh.”