Re:Zero -Starting Life in Zero

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"Rem, why don't you put a pillow under your head? It might make you feel better."

"Hmm, my lord... you don't need to be so gentle..."

"What an embarrassing nickname."

"Don't you like it?"

"No, no, I actually quite like it. It's just that, could you please turn around? It's weird and embarrassing for you to keep looking at me like that."

"Phew—Rem just wants to watch you. Grin-kun's hard work is so cute."

"Rem, you're so naughty, I love you so much—"

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Time flies, and two hours have passed.

Green sat back against the headboard, a twig dangling from his mouth.

He pretended to take a breath, then removed the branch and exhaled, pretending to be smoking.

"Rem, tell me, how was this world born? How does it work? Where did we come from, and where are we going?"

At this moment, Green completely emptied his mind, his eyes wandering like a saint who had seen through the vanities of the world.

Sure enough, after a man is done, he thinks about everything except women.

Rem wearily raised her head, her slender white arms bracing against the mattress, and slowly climbed into his arms, pressing her cheek against his warm chest.

"My husband seems to have become an idiot..."

Green pinched her soft cheeks and raised his hand to wipe the thin layer of sweat from her forehead.

"This is very important, Rem. It seems I need to give you a crash course in advanced astronomy."

"First, you need to know what the concept of the world is."

I'm in a state of mental clarity right now, and all the serious knowledge I've accumulated in my head hasn't been cleared yet. I absolutely have to give Rem a good lesson today.

Rem, still half asleep, stretched out her finger and drew small circles on Grimm's chest, her voice as soft as cotton candy.

"Grimm is Rem's whole world. Rem's world was born after Grimm saved her, and it will only revolve around Grimm alone."

"Mr. Grimm, was Rem's answer correct?"

Grimm stared blankly at Rem, who was begging for praise, lost in thought.

This guy is a genius!

If I had been born in the information age, I could have been a matriarch.

"Wrong answer, punishment is warranted!"

Green mounted his horse, ready to gallop away.

The concept of "wise man's time" has been completely redefined.

"Stop!"

The magic crystal pendant around Green's neck suddenly burst forth with a rich, deep purple light.

A dazzling halo surged forth, coalescing into Betty's figure before his eyes.

The enraged great elf shoved Grimm off Rem with such force that he rolled to the foot of the bed.

"Betty's eyes and ears have been severely polluted by you. Now, immediately, stop it, Betty!"

God knows what she went through.

Mingming worked hard inside the magic crystal to purify impurities and construct space.

After finally finishing my work, I was overjoyed and wanted to ask for some praise.

As soon as she connected with her external senses, she witnessed a scene that left her speechless.

Even though she had lived for over four hundred years, this was the first time she had ever seen a live broadcast.

The training and instruction described in some books are truly terrifying.

That bastard Green, I hope he doesn't want to do that kind of thing to Betty too.

"Filthy, filthy, obscene, Betty will never forgive you!"

Green scrambled down from the foot of the bed to his knees, scooped Betty into his arms, and rubbed against her.

"Betty, I miss you so much! It feels like ages since we last met."

The warm embrace eased Betty's tense emotions slightly.

She awkwardly turned her head to one side, her cheeks puffed out like an angry pufferfish.

"Hmph, at least you still have some conscience. Betty will have the mercy and forgive you for now."

The great elf then pondered the sentence he had just uttered, feeling that something was off about it.

"Wait, what did you just say?"

"Don't worry about the details, Betty, you've come at the perfect time, we..."

Before he could finish speaking, Green noticed that Betty had already picked up a round-toed leather shoe, its bright toe pointing directly at his face.

If he keeps talking nonsense, Betty will probably slap him in the face with her shoe.

"Ahem, what I mean is that three people are just right for playing Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game)."

Green raised his hands in surrender.

Betty crossed her arms and rolled her eyes at Green.

"It's so late, Betty, you should go to sleep now! And stop making those disgusting noises."

Upon hearing this, Green immediately lay down, put one arm around Rem beside him, patted the empty space next to him with the other, and smiled obsequiously.

"Okay Betty, I've made room for you, come on baby."

Betty kicked off her other shoe with disdain, took small, shuffling steps, and strolled over with an air of nonchalance.

After burying her face in Green's arms, she added in a commanding tone, "Where's Betty's bedtime story?"

Rem's eyes lit up instantly, and she leaned closer, asking softly, "Does Grimm still tell bedtime stories? Rem wants to hear one too!"

Betty frowned, pointed at Rem, and said fiercely, "This is Betty's privilege, you impure woman, you're not allowed to listen!"

"Yes, Lady Beatrice."

Rem chuckled sheepishly, covering her ears with her hands. "Rem can't hear anymore, can we begin?"

Green pulled the two women closer to him, and with a thought, a pitch-black book materialized from the air.

"Alright, you two lovely ladies, welcome to 'Your Moon, My Heart'."

"Today's story is called 'The Little Match Girl'."

"Legend has it that it was a big New Year's Eve."

The snow fell heavily and quickly, and on the cold, dark street, a little girl was selling matches barefoot.

She huddled in the corner, frozen, clutching a box of matches. The cold wind blew again and again, but she didn't sell a single match.

The little girl couldn't help but think of her deceased grandmother, and murmured to herself, "I really want to see Grandma again."

Just then, a slave cart passed by, and a slave with his hands bound by chains said, "It's so cold! My wrists are about to break."

The little girl felt pity and lit a match, throwing it to him.

The match fell on the straw in the prison cart, and the prisoner was quickly engulfed in flames, dying with a groan. His suffering was over.

A hunched old man passed by, and when he coughed with his head down, a large amount of fresh blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"Cough, cough, it's so cold! My lungs feel like they're going to burst."

The little girl felt pity and lit a match, throwing it to him.

The match landed on the old man's linen clothes, and the flames instantly engulfed it, ending his suffering.

One after another, people with bitter expressions crossed the sidewalk, and one match after another was struck and lit.

When the matchbox was empty, the entire city was engulfed in flames.

Finally, everyone met the little girl's grandmother.

"Is this...right?"

Rem blinked her big eyes and stared at Grin with a hint of disgust.

Betty bit Green's shoulder: "What kind of weird story is that! You idiot, after you tricked Betty into your life, you've started making up stories?"

"Oh dear, I was wrong, I was wrong. I'll tell you another story about In the Night Garden..."