Re:Zero kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

My left arm!

I still have it?

I went back again...

No, maybe I should say I made it back...

Oh, sorry. Good morning.

Right, I guess you don't remember me...

Sorry for the trouble I've caused!

Natsuki Subaru will now start over!

By the way, what day and time is it?

It's my third first day in the Roswaal mansion.

That chill I felt...

Does that mean I died in my sleep the first time, due to physical weakness?

But the second time,

there was an attacker.

So if I was killed,

does that mean the others in the mansion are targets, too?

Because we're involved in Emilia's royal selection, like at the loot house?

But even if I know that,

I have no proof to explain it or any way to avoid it.

Worse yet, I didn't see the attacker's face, or their prey.

My death was totally in vain.

You're irritating me to death.

Either stop it or be blown away.

Oh, sorry...

But somehow, walking in circles also turns the gears in my head.

Cut me some slack, huh?

We're tight, aren't we?

Exactly what sort of relationship do you think we have, I suppose?

We've only met twice.

Well, I won't make trouble for you.

Serve some tea or something, and let me relax.

As if I'll serve you anything, I suppose.

Ugh, you're irritating me!

What's that book you're reading?

It explains how to get rid of bugs that have gotten into my room, I suppose.

You've got bugs in the library? That sucks.

What kind of bugs?

It's time for you to leave!

Your hands have stopped shaking,

so you can mask your fear now, I suppose.

You could tell?

You were trying to hide it, I suppose.

It's quite vexing to be treated as a mere convenience.

You're not nice at all...

Thanks for the help, though.

I'll be counting on you again.

I don't want to be counted on, I suppose.

So don't come in here again!

Shoo, shoo.

"Shoo, shoo"?

Wait! When you said "bugs," you meant me?

Just get out of here this instant!

I-If not for the flower bed, that would have been instant death...

Um...

Can I ask if you're all right?

Emilia-tan, your kindness is the one thing that can heal me.

You know, Rem just spread manure in that flower bed yesterday.

Argh!

Three-second rule! That didn't count... That didn't count, right?

In fact, they say this kind of thing is actually lucky.

Emilia-tan is already shifting into consolation mode...

Puck, wake up.

Morning, Lia...

Morning, Puck.

Sorry to ask after you just woke up, but could you wash Subaru off?

Subaru?

Okay, I'll wash you off.

Here!

There, all clean.

Isn't that nice?

I thought I was a goner...

Wasn't there another way to do that?

You enjoyed that, didn't you?

That isn't true at all... Hmph.

Punch-backs!

Now, you've done it!

Like that? It's my lethal move, Make the Cat Cry Ha Ha...

Cut it out!

Tail punch!

You—

And I'll finish you with my paw-pad grind!

Grind, grind, grind, grind...

Oh, gosh... Sorry, I can't...

What are you two doing?

Oh, my stomach... I'm dying...

Well, now that I've rebounded from my initial bad impression...

Thanks for your assistance, Father!

Who are you calling "Father"?

I won't give you my daughter that easily.

Please stop. You're both too funny...

Nothing beats your smile, Lia.

You agree, too. Right, Subaru?

I totally do.

To me, Emilia-tan's smile is the first shining star in the night sky!

Not you, too, Subaru.

Also, what does "tan" mean? Where'd it come from?

It's what they call a pet name.

Just like when Puck calls you "Lia."

It's an expression of affection that shows people's closeness.

I don't remember getting so close to you...

That somewhat hurts, but I won't lose heart!

Think of it as an advance on our relationship.

It means I want us to get close enough to call each other by pet names.

Okay?

All right, I'll accept that.

No... Don't look at me.

I expected her to cringe, but I got a positive response.

What could this mean, Commentator Puck-san?

She doesn't have many friends,

so she craves things like nicknames.

She's easy to please.

My main heroine is easy to please, huh?!

Sister, Sister... It's only been a short time,

and now our guest looks like a drowned rat.

Rem, Rem. In just a short time,

our guest has turned into a dirty, old washrag.

I know I'm a rat. You don't have to tell me.

Our lord, Roswaal-sama, has returned.

Please come inside.

Here we go.

My third first meeting with the lord of the mansion.

All I know for certain is that someone will attack on the fourth night.

It'd be ideal if I could let them know.

But I can't explain where I got the information,

so they might think I'm working with the assassin.

If I just knew even the attacker's physique,

it might be a different story.

So this time, I'll use these next four days

to gather information and learn who the attacker is.

And to do that...

You may have any reward you request.

Merely state your desire!

In that case,

let me live here as a house guest,

and eat and sleep all I want!

But how am I supposed to gather information?

I guess I'll start with some indirect questioning...

That's where I fell.

Sorry for the trouble...

Of course. If you'll excuse me, sir.

Wait.

I didn't even get a chance to talk.

I don't see anything out of the ordinary...

What do you not see?

Ros-chi...

Don't scare me like that. It's misleading.

Magic - died of weakness in sleep Sound of chains Roswaal's chains X Misleading!!

Come in!

Here you go, sir.

Oh, thanks. Want to drink it with me?

No, thank you, sir.

Hey, you can be a little friendlier to me if you want...

Well, it's my first day. I guess it makes sense.

Yo!

Every day, you come in here without even knocking.

You truly have no manners whatsoever.

Leaving would be in your best interest, before you get blown away, I suppose.

Whoa! Wait, wait...

I just want to ask you something.

Is there any magic that weakens and kills someone, as if putting them to sleep?

If I must answer, then yes, there is.

There is?

But it isn't so much magic as it is a curse, I suppose.

There are many such things among the spells that shamans specialize in.

Shamans?

Magicians.

However, shamans are a subclass of magic- and spirit-arts users,

originating in the northern nation of Gusteco, I suppose.

They're all quite useless, and not to be taken seriously.

But there is an easier method than a curse, I suppose.

Easier?

I believe you've already experienced it.

Wait, you mean...

That mana drain you did against my will could actually kill me?

Mana is also one's very life force.

If you continually suck it out, one could die of weakness, I suppose.

Wait... You're not the one who killed me, are you?

Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm busy.

I couldn't even spare the effort to kill you...

Is this what you want?

So, uh...

Oh, yeah.

Can anyone do that mana-sucking thing?

That's an absolutely terrible way to put it, I suppose.

In this mansion, only Bubby and I can.

Even Roswaal can't.

Oh... It's actually a pretty rare skill, then.

Don't suck up that stuff too much.

Especially from me.

I'm really short on blood right now, so I'd die in a heartbeat.

Yes, all your organs were restored,

but your blood wasn't replaced, I suppose.

Well, I have no obligation to do so, anyway.

My organs?

The way you said that

makes it sound like you were the one who healed my wounds.