human
Subaru:  So wrong, this was a veritable farce. Her statements valued the human being called Subaru far too highly. He didn’t know how proud and noble the Subaru in her eyes must have been. But the real Subaru was nothing so fine a person as that. Spouting weakness, crushed from adversity, lamenting his own smallness and pathetic misery, defeated and beaten so hard that he was running away—that was Subaru Natsuki.
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Subaru:  "You’re wro… I’m not that kind of person… I’m…"
human
Rem:  "I am not mistaken. Lady Emilia, Sister, Master Roswaal, Miss Beatrice, and everyone else… I know you have not given up on them, Subaru." She refuted him in a strong tone.
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Subaru:  He’d thrown away all of them. "I gave up. I gave up! I can’t take them with me…my hands are too small, everything falls out of them, then I have nothing left…!"
human
Rem:  "No, that is not so. Subaru, you are—"
gpt
Subaru:  Just how far, how far, would Rem go in denying that Subaru had given up? Why, after he had suffered such humiliation, did she so deny that he was in the wrong? Just what did she see in Subaru? It was so disturbing that he couldn’t take it anymore.
human
Subaru:  —Just what is it you’re trying to say? "—What! Do you! Think you know about me? !" He vented the flames smoldering inside his chest in an incandescent rage. Subaru shouted angrily, slamming a fist into the wall right beside him. With a hard sound, his knuckles broke; when he waved his fist around, blood splattered onto the wall.
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Subaru:  "This is all I am! I have high hopes even though I’m powerless; I have all these dreams even though I’m dumb; I keep trying even though I can’t do anything…!" Everyone had at least one thing they could do right. And everyone pushed that one thing as far as they could to find a place suited to them. —But Subaru Natsuki didn’t even have that. The lofty heights he yearned for were far above his station. "I…! I hate myself! !" Faced with the truth that he’d smiled frivolously in an attempt to hide, making light of things as he kept running from them, never facing them seriously—for the first time, Subaru admitted what he really felt. More than anyone, Subaru Natsuki hated himself.
human
Subaru:  "I’m always nothing but talk! I’m full of myself even though I can’t do anything! I’m worse than useless, but I’m still a world-class complainer! Who the hell do I think I am?! How dare I live such a shameful life this long?! Right? !" Because he was unable to raise himself higher, he’d tried to bring others down. Because he wouldn’t admit he was inferior to others, he tried to find fault in everyone else to protect his banal, paper-thin pride. "I’m empty. I’ve got nothing inside me. Of course I am… Yeah, it’s obvious. There’s no question!