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Puckie:  "Have you been happy and ladylike?" Puckie asks, his voice buoyant as he pops out of Emilia's hair.
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Beatrice:  Beatrice nodded at Puckie’s words.
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Puckie:  "I have been eagerly awaiting your return, Puckie. You would enjoy spending the day together, I wonder?"
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Beatrice:  "Yeah, that'd be great! Both of us can take it easy for one day."
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Puckie:  "That is wonderful!" Puck leapt off Emilia's shoulder to land upon Beatrice's outstretched palms.
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Beatrice:  As she caught Puck, Beatrice lovingly embraced him and ran around in circles then and there.
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Subaru:  Subaru was struck senseless by the happy, carefree scene.
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Emilia:  Emilia walks over with a teasing smile. "Tee-hee, aren't they merry? Puck and Beatrice are very close, you see."
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Subaru:  "Nobody uses merry anymore…" Subaru gave Emilia his stock reply for when she used outdated words.
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Emilia:  "Mm?" Emilia pointed Subaru's way. "Er, Subaru, that chair…"
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Subaru:  "Oh, right! Uh, it's not what you think. I mean, a cold chair really throws you off, so I figured I'd warm it up a little. It wasn't that I just wanted to sit where you usually sit, like an indirect sit-down, really."
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Emilia:  "Sorry, I'm not really sure what you mean, but that's Roswaal's seat."
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Subaru:  With Subaru's big scheme foiled, he slid off the chair in front of the wide-eyed Emilia.
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Roswaal:  "Oh, there's no need for concern. I see, your warmth may not reach Lady Emilia, but I shall treasure it greatly." The clown reached out and patted Subaru's shoulder, smiling at him in consolation.
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Subaru:  The touch to his shoulder and the gently smiling, made-up face drew a sour frown from Subaru. "This clown's acting real chummy. It's not polite to touch the dancing girls, you know?"
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Emilia:  "Since when did you become a da… Er, no, Subaru, this man is…"
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Roswaal:  "My, my, myyy, I do nooot mind, Lady Emilia. Considering how he went from being at death's door to being in such high spirits, shooould we not be quiiite grateful?" The clown’s tone of voice excelled at getting on one’s nerves, yet his statement was extremely sensible.
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Narrator:  The others continued to watch the clown as he slowly sat down in the chair—the very chair at the head of the table that Subaru had been seated in just before.
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Subaru:  "Hey, now. Not that I should say this, but sitting in someone else's chair is gonna tick people off."
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Emilia:  Emilia made an exasperated face at Subaru's statement as she murmured, "No need to worry about th… You, ah, really should introduce yourself to Subaru."
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Narrator:  Emilia's exasperation was also directed toward the clown.
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Subaru:  "What do you mean?"
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Roswaal:  "In ooother words, she meeeans…this.” The clown seated in the chair replied to Subaru's query as he spread his arms out wide. "’Tiiis I, lord of this manor, Roswaal L. Mathers. It is goooood that you feel so safe and comfortable under my roof, Subaru Natsuki."