Re:Zero -Starting Life in Zero

Parker grinned mischievously, perched on Emilia's shoulder, and said, "But he calls you master, so it's obvious that Grin is the mastermind."

Emilia was shocked, then felt a little ashamed and indignant when she realized that her socks had been stolen.

"Green...you...you were a pervert? That's awful..."

After saying that, Emilia stormed off, her steps heavy and making a series of "clattering" sounds.

The footsteps faded into the distance until they disappeared. Less than ten seconds later, Emilia returned with a "tap tap tap" sound, snatched her socks, and then turned and disappeared again at the end of the corridor with a "tap tap tap" sound.

The environment suddenly became extremely quiet; you could hear a pin drop.

"Master, I have something to attend to, so I'll take my leave now. Don't wait for me to eat..."

"Prepare to die!"

Green leaped into the air and delivered a Leo Flying Kick straight for the Magic Mirror's dog head.

"Ah! Help!"

The magic mirror scrambled and crawled away, covering its head and running for its life, crying as it went.

"Waaaaah, I've had the worst luck in my life to end up with such a monstrous owner like you!"

"You stop right there! I, Green, swear I'll carve the word 'dog' on your face!"

Green sped up, relentlessly chasing after the Magic Mirror.

"I was wrong, I know I was wrong, Master!"

"You don't know anything! You just know you're doomed!"

A person and a mirror, moving at an extremely fast speed through the corridor.

After chasing for about ten minutes, Green was starting to feel exhausted. His body, which had just recovered, needed rest, and even a little bit of strenuous exercise was leaving him feeling drained.

Green was hunched over, his hands on his knees, panting heavily. Running was really difficult for him now.

"You little rascal, you're flying pretty fast, huh? Whoosh~ whoosh~"

The magic mirror hid around the corner, revealing half of its body, and furtively peered at Green.

"Master, you must take care of your health, or it could result in the death of both you and your unborn child."

"Oh! Why should I do that?"

Green straightened up and suddenly realized something: this magic mirror seemed to be bound to him.

Then Green raised his right hand and silently chanted to summon the magic mirror.

hum!

A surge of magical energy rippled outwards, and the Magic Mirror's body indeed began to distort before flashing into Grimm's hand.

The magic mirror blinked and said obsequiously, "Master...Master, would you believe me if I said that what just happened was all done by my cousin?"

Green was furious. He was determined to teach this troublemaker a lesson today.

"I've put up with you for a long time, Magic Mirror. Wait while I find a carving knife."

"Master, give me one more chance, my last chance! Did you take a fancy to that girl from earlier? I have another trick up my sleeve; I can hypnotize her!"

"I've decided to add the word 'bitch' to your already added word, in addition to 'dog'!"

Green felt like he was being given more fuel to the fire; this magic mirror truly lived up to its reputation as a villain's prop.

He's always the one making others angry, but this magic mirror always manages to infuriate him half to death.

Just as Green was searching for a sharp object, Ram and Rem walked over from around the corner of the corridor.

Before they even met, Ram's disapproving voice had already arrived.

"Green, could you please stop wandering around the mansion? Ram thinks you've run away from justice."

Rem bowed slightly to Grimm and said, "It's lunchtime, guest. The head of the family, Roswaal, will be meeting you at the table."

Green glanced at the trembling magic mirror in his hand and said viciously, "Consider yourself lucky. I'll remember this debt."

After saying that, Grimm put away the magic mirror and followed Rem and Ram toward the restaurant.

The dining room at Roswaal's residence is the most "popular" yet most "restrained" space in this aristocratic mansion.

Located on the first floor of the main building, upon entering, the first thing that catches the eye is an extremely long walnut dining table, which takes up almost two-thirds of the room's length.

Sitting at the head table was Roswaal L. Mezas, dressed in clown makeup.

Emilia was seated in the first seat to Roswaal's right. Because of what had happened earlier, she didn't look up at Green, but instead drank her tea with Parker.

Emilia's chair back is half a hand higher than a regular chair, but it has no armrests, symbolizing that she is a "prospective master" but not a "true master".

Hidden beneath the tablecloth was a silver embroidery thread that branched into a snowflake pattern right in front of her. Whenever she reached for her cup, the silver thread would seem to hold a crown up to her forehead.

"Oh my, I've been looking forward to meeting you, Grin, Mr. Andersen!"

The banquet began with Roswaal's eerie tone.

"I have long admired you, Roswaal."

Green's expression turned serious. He had anticipated this scene from the moment he woke up at the Mezas mansion.

After Elsa the Bowel Hunter leaves, she will likely share all the intelligence with Roswaal. Although the Joker is unlikely to take direct action against him openly for the time being, he will probably resort to covert methods.

Otto was there too, sitting at the last seat, knife and fork in hand, eagerly anticipating his meal.

"Green, come quick, come quick! Earl Roswaal is such a kind man, we're going to have a feast today!"

"What a kind person..."

Green was speechless. He knew he couldn't escape for the time being and needed to quickly find a way to get Otto out of Mezas territory, otherwise the idiot would probably die young.

"Please take a seat, Mr. Green."

Roswaal raised his hand to signal, and arranged for Green to sit in the seat next to Emilia.

Tap tap tap, the sound of little leather shoes tapping on the floor rang out, and the haughty Lady Betty made her entrance.

"Even Beatrice, a great elf rarely seen on ordinary days, has come to the banquet~ After so many days, does she finally want to dine with me~?"

Roswaal greeted her with a smile and gestured for Ram to pull out half a body length of Betty's reserved seat so that she could sit down comfortably.

"You delusional fool, the idiocy in this room is practically overflowing from the windowsill. The only reason Betty came here was to keep her brother company."

Betty's position is in the first row to Roswaal's left, symmetrical to Emilia, but her chair is a child-sized high stool with two thick padded books as "boosters".

Parker then flew over to Betty and shared this leisurely and cozy time with her.

"Betty is always so clingy to me. As her older brother, I'm happy, but I still hope you can grow up a bit."

Seeing that the guests were all seated, Roswaal clapped his hands and instructed two maids to bring the dishes to the table.

The initially tense atmosphere gradually relaxed under the aroma of the dishes.

Thinly sliced ​​forest mint venison, and a creamy golden potato soup with the aroma of milk wine.

The main course, deep-fried trout with a crispy crust, is incredibly appetizing, and the rich aroma of dragon's breath oil immediately takes center stage on the table.

A dazzling array of dishes gradually filled the table, and Green couldn't take it all in.

He took a deep breath, and the aroma of various dishes immediately filled his lungs in an epic way.

At this point, who cares about conspiracies and dangers? Green casually straightened his collar and said seriously, "Now that things have come to this, let's eat first."