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Don't be scared. Don't be scared. Don't be scared. Are you an idiot? …Well, of course I am, but do you think I'm really going to come all this way and then go back empty-handed?

But still, you should be proud of yourself! That was good form there! So how about it? Do you feel like letting any of that stuff inside you out now?

Tsk-tsk-tsk. It's true, I may not have any money. However! In this world, you do not necessarily need money to obtain things. There's this wonderful system called 'barter'—haven't you heard?

I want to pay someone back. I'm someone who always feels like they have to return a favor. I'm one of those modern kids who can't handle the feeling of being indebted to someone. I wouldn't be able to sleep at night. So, even if I have to take a big loss, I'm going to take back that badge.

I want to take a loss. Isn't it obvious? I want to pay someone back. I'm someone who always feels like they have to return a favor.

Why does everybody have to insult the drinks?! I'm showing you some kindness here...!

I've come here prepared to have everything taken from me. Just watch me as I lose it all.

I see, I see. If that's the case, then why not? If this mitia can sell for more than this badge, then I couldn't be happier.

It wouldn't be right just to judge everyone based on the actions of a few bad eggs.

I don't mind, even if that's the way it is. ...Actually, it'd be best if it were that way.

I can't just let myself be in a position to be talked down on price, you know? It's the wisdom of the weak.

Elsa silently opened the mouth of the bag, and turned it over. What came tumbling out were several shining blessed gold coins. Felt's eyes sparkled as she saw the coins layer on top of one another, and even Rom made a sound in his throat.

Elsa placed her white fingers on top of the bag she had placed on the table.

Elsa shrugged but did not look all that displeased herself.

Elsa bowed once gracefully toward the body, as if paying her respects.

As Elsa said this, she twirled the kukri around and pretended as if she were practicing the proper cuts to butcher Felt.

Elsa's ecstatic smile suddenly turned, and her eyes were filled with hatred as her arm bent back.

In this aroused state, his breathing abnormal, Subaru launched another mindless attack…but he was again struck back.

As Subaru looked down he could see the blood flowing out of his abdomen and staining the floor bright red.

With his hand still grabbing at her ankle, Elsa knelt down beside Subaru and looked him in the eyes.

Subaru could feel Elsa's voice vibrating his eardrums, torturing him, savoring him, pitying him, affectionate for him, loving him.

In this space, not knowing exactly when the light of his life would be extinguished, Subaru could not separate himself from the fear of death.

When will I die? When will I die? Am I still alive? Am I not already dead?

How do you define life? Can you even say that I'm alive in this state, lesser than any insect? What is life? *What* is death?

Why is dying so frightening? Is it really necessary to live? No? I'm scared. I'm scared. I'm scared.

As an absolute and unconditional death grew ever closer, Subaru's mind instinctively rejected it.

At the end, that rejection filled everything that Subaru was, and as his vision whited out, he thought… Ah…I'm *dead.*

Subaru felt as if all of the other sounds had disappeared…but that was no illusion.

The reason why Subaru thought Satella would be upset and the real reason she was upset were different.

Subaru had absolutely no idea what was going on. He couldn't understand what she was saying.

If Subaru called her name again, he would simply be making the same mistake twice.

Even small-time villains like this had a sense of pride, he thought.

All of the wounds on Subaru's body had disappeared; the rips and bloodstains on his tracksuit were gone as well. In Subaru's hands, inside that plastic convenience store back were his unopened chips, waiting for Subaru to eat them.

So, it's one of those things, huh... Whenever I die, I start back at square one in my initial state. At least, that's the way it seems.

When you do the same thing three times, there are a couple of things that you begin to understand. Well, more like after three times you'd have to be incredibly stupid not to understand those things. I may be a little stupid, but not that stupid.

There's probably a pattern here. Some kind of inevitability. No matter how many times you do something over, at least a few things will never change. Or at least there's some sort of strong force that tries to keep things that way.

I guess I really am a product of the modern age. Even though I always used to make fun of people like this when I sat in front of a computer screen...

But you know, I hate it. It feels terrible. I know those two are far from being saints, but knowing that someone you know is going to be killed...that's just impossible to ignore.

Buddha only has the patience to save you three times.

For the majority of people, the risk of interfering when thugs like those are involved is too great.

If someone like that was walking around in the capital, there was a good chance that Reinhard, a guard, had noticed.

It had been over ten minutes since Subaru had started his lookout, and it had already been nearly an hour since he had started his fourth run.

In the end, I've really got to cling to life as long as I can. Well, I suppose that goes without saying, though.

No sense in worrying about things that can't be helped. This is where Subaru's decisiveness shone.

When people are afraid, they smell afraid. Right now you are afraid…and also angry, it seems…at me.

If I don't do this, I'd have to sell my body. Anyway, so what's it going to be? Or do you have some other business for me?

Despite that, he seems to be quite doting on a certain foulmouthed young girl, always giving her milk and all…

What did Felt really mean when she said she'd leave everything to Rom? Rom treated Felt like she was a cute granddaughter of his, and he felt so strongly about her that he was ready to lay down his life for her. But how did Felt feel about Rom? Subaru didn't want to think that that bald old man, whom he couldn't bring himself to hate, was just being used by her.

Felt said if she were "going alone," she might be able to make it. This meant that she had someone else in the slums she couldn't leave behind. For Felt, who held such a feeling of animosity toward the people of the slums, there could only be one person she could feel that way about.

Everything suddenly made sense to him. The second time around, Felt and Rom seemed to treat each other like family. Both were killed by Elsa, but even as they were dying they must have been thinking of each other. Plus, Felt had saved Subaru's life in the nick of time once before as well. If Subaru felt indebted to Not-Satella, then he should feel indebted to Felt as well.

He would change the fates of not just Not-Satella, but Felt and Rom as well…all of the people who had moved his heart.

Life has its limits. You've got to treat every second of it as precious, and it's a shame to waste any—

In reality, it's two against one,

From my perspective, most people I deal with are like babies to me.

However, it was clear that if one hit, it would do far more damage than if a stone were thrown.

But while Subaru was kind of hurt by her nonserious reaction, with spit flying, he shouted one more time.

Compared with Subaru's shouting and stomping, Puck's voice was aloof and detached.

As a popular male, it really is tough on me. I can never put the girls to sleep. However, you know if you stay up too late it's bad for your skin.

My foot… As soon as Elsa tried to take a step, she fell forward, catching herself with her hands on the ground. Elsa's right foot had been frozen to the floor.

You don't have the determination or power to fight. You should have just cowered in the corner like a good little girl.

To be honest, that's exactly what I want to do right now. I don't want to stay another second in this violent space.

You're fifteen and I'm seventeen. Out of all of us, you're probably the youngest one here. So it's the right thing to do to give you the highest possibility of getting out of here alive. It's what's only natural.

Without even looking back, Elsa swung her blade and broke the ice to pieces. 'I've started to get tired of this little game… Are you sure you'll be able to keep me entertained?' asked Elsa in a low voice, with her smile the color of blood.

As Subaru gazed at her smile, he felt a shiver run down his spine, and looked over at Not-Satella to make eye contact.

In one way, Not-Satella looked as though she was just about ready to give up; at the same time she looked ready to accept the fact that Subaru was weak and wouldn't help much.

To Subaru, Not-Satella was someone who, no matter how tough things got, would never look down and give up.

Because that was the way she was, Subaru had worked so hard to see her smile. Subaru had died several times and come this far in order to save her.

The red-haired young man Reinhard turned to face Subaru, who was still toppled over on the ground, with a slight apologetic smile.

People don't tend to lie to people who've saved their life.

If I lose my fangs, I'll fight with my nails. If I lose my nails, I'll fight with my bones. If I lose my bones, I'll fight with my life.

In that case, I'll just have to have you forsake your ideals.

Because I'm using spirit magic, he can't fight full force. At least not until I finish my healing.

Forget a corpse, I don't even see any trace of her left… This is all just from one swing of your sword?

The way you say that, it sounds like you had experienced all of that at one time.

She was simply smiling because she was happy. That was all there was to it.

As Subaru closed his eyes in silence, the girl looked as though she wanted to say something, but before she could open her mouth, Subaru pointed a finger up to the heavens.

Emilia then stood up and nodded. "I'm done treating him. He's probably made it past the worst of it."

Well, that might have happened if things were as they were before, but I don't feel like I have it in me anymore. So while only a little bit, I'll forgive you for his sake,

Just so you know, I'm only returning this to you this time because I owe my life to you all. I don't think I did anything wrong, and I have no plans to stop.

Emilia seemed to realize this as well, and after lowering her eyes for a few moments, she stuck out her hand without another word. Understood. …I was asking for too much.

Listen, Hikigaya. What was the homework I assigned you in class?

That's right. So why does this sound like the prelude to a school massacre? Are you a terrorist? Or just an idiot?

Do you have any friends?

I see! So you don't after all! Just as I thought. I could tell the minute I saw those rotten, sordid eyes of yours.

This is Hachiman Hikigaya from Class 2-F. Um…hey. What do you mean, 'join the club'?

"I refuse. Seeing those lewd eyes of his brimming with ulterior motives, I feel a threat to my person."

Haves giving things to Have-nots out of the goodness of their hearts is known as volunteering. Giving aid to developing nations, running soup kitchens for the homeless, and letting unpopular guys talk to girls... Lending a helping hand to people in need. That is what this club does.

Indeed. There's nothing you can do about them at this point, anyway.

You're right. That was a mean thing to say. Your parents are surely suffering the most.

Now your practice conversation with an actual person is complete. If you can speak with a girl like me, you should be able to speak to most ordinary people.

Oh, so you're aware that you're a pimple?

The problem is he isn't even aware of his own issues,

From what I can see, you are markedly lacking in humanity. You don't want to change

I would only be changing to escape reality. Who's the one running now? If you're really not running, then you wouldn't change. You'd make a stand right there. Why can't I affirm who I am at present and who I was in the past?

If that were true, then no worries could be solved and no one could be saved.

You can't move forward if you don't change.

Life isn't just about fun. If it were, there wouldn't be any sad Hollywood movies. There is such a thing as finding pleasure in tragedy, you know.

You kids really are twisted after all. There are parts of you that I don't think will conform well to society, and that worries me.

No matter how far you go, in the end, people can never really understand one another.

Well, it's not like I don't see your point. You can have fun on your own. I'm actually disgusted by the idea that a person can't be alone.