human
Roswaal:  Beginning with Roswaal in the seat of honor, they sat in prearranged seats and began breakfast.
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Subaru:  “Mm…this is better than usual…” Subaru was admiring the food before his eyes reminiscent of salad and soup.
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Roswaal:  Roswaal nodded back, seeming to take personal pride in Subaru’s appraisal of the cooking as he looked at Rem. “Mm-hmm, iiindeed, indeed. She may not look it, but Rem’s cooking is quite something.”
gpt
Subaru:  When Subaru looked at Rem, too, she made a fox sign with a hand. Subaru didn’t know what it meant, but it might’ve been this world’s version of making a V with your fingers. Subaru made a frog with both hands in reply.
human
Subaru:  “So the blue-ha… Is calling you Rem fine? So you cooked this?”
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Rem:  “Yes, Dear Guest. Rem handles the meals in this household. Sister is not especially good at it.”
human
Subaru:  “Oh-ho, so it’s like, you twins have different specialties. So, your sister’s really good at cleaning?”
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Rem:  “Yes, Sister specializes in cleaning inside and doing the laundry.”
human
Subaru:  “So since you’re good at all the cooking, you’re not so good at cleaning and laundry, Remrin?”
gpt
Rem:  “No, I excel at all domestic chores, including cleaning and laundry, more than Sister.”
human
Subaru:  “What’s she here for, then? !”
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Subaru:  The older sister seemed to pay no heed to Rem’s statement. Subaru couldn’t prove it, but he guessed the words were true. So why wasn’t Ram bothered by it at all…?
human
Subaru:  “So maybe it’s different fields, huh? Ramchi does combat stuff and the other does more domestic stuff?”
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Roswaal:  “Not a baaad guess. Though Ram and Rem make a poor first impression because of their idiosyncrasies, yes?”
human
Subaru:  “Hard for that to stand out now when their master’s so unique, Rozchi.” By Rozchi, Subaru was addressing the man in charge by a pet name, but Roswaal let the statement pass with practiced ease. Subaru had an ingrained tendency to get a rise out of people, but not so here.
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Subaru:  That said, the items on the menu vanished from the plates one after another before they knew it.
human
Subaru:  “It’d be something of a dilemma if the food wasn’t good, but it’s delicious, so no prob. Right, Emilia-tan?”
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Emilia:  Emilia wiped her lips with a napkin, grimacing at Subaru’s carefree words.
human
Subaru:  Subaru tilted his head, wondering what was up, as Emilia exhaled slightly.
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Emilia:  “You know, Subaru, you shouldn’t speak at the dinner table. It’s rude to Ram and Rem, who prepared this all by themselves. Without proper manners, you’ll make blunders during important occasions, so…”
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Subaru:  “No one uses blunder anymore… Table manners, huh. Kind of late to learn them now, though, right?” Subaru delivered his cliché while motioning toward the dining hall with his hand. In spite of the spacious hall, Subaru was sitting right beside Emilia. By rights, the two would be seated quite far apart to make full use of the dining table.