Re:Zero -Starting Life in Zero

It was late at night, and everyone was sleeping soundly. This time, Green did not dream of being shot again.

……

The next day.

Green slowly woke up, gently withdrew his hand, and stretched vigorously.

Seeing that Betty and Rem were still asleep, Green did not disturb them and quietly left the room.

It has a feeling of sneaking around, like booking a hotel room, having sex, and then running away.

"What are you doing, Green-kun, meow?"

Phyllis's voice startled Green, who was slowly closing the door.

She quickly turned around and covered his mouth.

Shh! Don't disturb my wife's rest.

Phyllis nodded, and Green released his grip.

The cat-eared crossdresser gently sniffed the scent on Green's body:

"Haha, Green-kun actually has a mix of different women's scents on him, what a sin, meow."

"But this way, Feli-chan can rest assured, at least we can confirm that your sexual orientation is normal, meow."

Green put his arm around Phyllis's shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Haven't you heard of bisexuality?"

"Eh!"

Phyllis shuddered, her hair standing on end.

"No...no...don't joke like that, meow."

Phyllis kept retreating, breaking free from Green's control, and after retreating to a safe distance, he turned and ran.

"Lady Crusch has invited you and Lady Emilia to morning tea. If you need directions, please go find Will. I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now!"

"Haha, you're so easily amused."

Green walked to the window, snapped his thumb and forefinger together, and whistled.

A carrier pigeon fell from a tall tree in the courtyard and flew to the windowsill.

This little fellow is Otto's messenger, always by his side for easy communication.

Green stuffed the prepared note into the bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's leg and released it.

……

Only after doing all this did he begin to look for the location of the tea room.

Just as he turned the corner, he bumped into Wilhelm, who was still as meticulous as ever, as if he had been waiting for him there.

Upon seeing Grin, the old man nodded slightly in greeting: "Lord Grin, Lady Crusch and Lady Emilia are already waiting in the tea room."

Green smiled and replied, "Please take me there."

The tea room was filled with a faint aroma of tea. Kursho sat upright at the table, holding a white porcelain teacup in his hands, his gaze fixed on the courtyard outside the window.

Hearing footsteps, she turned her head, her golden eyes showing a hint of gentleness:

"Sir Green, you've arrived earlier than I expected. I've been looking forward to this meeting for a long time."

Emilia looked up from her tea, her silver hair gleaming softly in the morning light. She smiled and waved to Grin.

"Grin, come and sit down. Crusch has prepared a very good amount of tea and snacks."

Green strode over, sat down next to Emilia without any ceremony, picked up a cookie and stuffed it into his mouth, the sweet but not cloying taste melting on his tongue.

He mumbled, "Amelia, you're up so early. Didn't you have a headache after drinking so much yesterday?"

Emilia blushed slightly. Although she didn't know what had happened after she got drunk yesterday, she could guess that she must have acted crazy while drunk.

"I don't know what happened, I only drank a little bit of alcohol, and my mind started to go haywire."

Crusch put down her teacup, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Allow me to apologize, I was unaware of Emilia's tolerance for alcohol beforehand."

"It's alright. Rather, it's thanks to you that I've seen another adorable side of Emilia."

Emilia's cheeks instantly turned as red as ripe cherries, her fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of her skirt, and even the tips of her ears were flushed pink.

She hurriedly picked up her teacup and took a sip, but the warm tea couldn't quell the heat in her heart. "G-Grin, don't talk nonsense..."

As she spoke, she secretly glanced at Crusch, afraid that her unseemly appearance would be laughed at by the dignified duke.

A certain cat-eared crossdresser was sneaking up behind Kurs, taking advantage of Green's blind spot.

"Lady Crusch, be careful of that guy Grin, meow."

Phyllis's voice was soft and urgent, and she didn't forget to secretly glance in Green's direction, afraid of being caught.

Upon hearing this, Crusch turned her head, a helpless smile playing in her eyes, and gently patted the back of Phyllis's hand.

"Alright, stop sneaking around. There are guests here; it's very impolite of you to be doing this."

Upon hearing this, Green immediately raised an eyebrow, chewing on a cookie and mumbling, "Hey, hey, I'm still sitting here, Hackfield."

Upon hearing Green's voice, Phyllis straightened her back instantly, as if her tail had been stepped on, and turned around with a righteous expression on her face:

"That's right! Grin was just scaring Feli-chan. Lady Crusch is easily taken advantage of by this kind of teasing guy."

Emilia gave Grin a stern nod, then nodded apologetically to Crusch.

"Green is always mischievous like this. Please forgive him if he has caused Crusch any trouble."

"There's no need to be so fond of Miria; you and Lord Grin are both my honored guests."

Crusch smiled and shook his head, then reached out and pulled Phyllis to sit down in the empty seat next to him. Only then did he turn his gaze back to Green, his expression becoming more serious than before.

"Alright, let's stop joking. Phyllis, come over here, you can also hear what we're going to talk about next."

Phyllis paused, her ears drooping slightly. "Is it about the missing caravans on the Freguesia de la Ville, meow?"

Crusch nodded, her golden eyes turning to Grin, her gaze sharp as a blade:

"That's right."

"Sir Grin, you must have already heard some things from Wilhelm, right?"

The old man took a step to the side and stood in front of Crusch, bowing his head apologetically.

"Lady Crusch, I am truly sorry! I was unable to suppress my emotions."

Crusch raised her hand to stop her, exuding an aura of authority.

"Raise your head, Wilhelm. I forgive all your actions. With this apology, repay me in battle."

"Hai!"

Wilhelm bowed deeply, regaining his dignified demeanor, and stood back behind Crusch.

Feeling Crusch's burning gaze, Grimm paused in his chewing of the cookie.

His fingertips slowly traced the edge of the table as he swallowed the last bite of dessert, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.

"Is His Highness truly ready to take action against the Mist Demon?"

Emilia tightened her grip on the teacup, her silver-blue pupils widening abruptly, clearly startled by the name.

She had always thought that Crusch had invited her to be a guest because he wanted to befriend other factions.

These complicated matters are making it a little hard for her little head to keep up.

Phyllis's expression instantly lost all its smile, her cat ears perked up warily, and her eyes were full of inquiry as she looked at Green.

Did this unreliable man really escape a beluga whale attack?

Crusch raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes filled with confidence.

"The swords are sharpened. What we need most right now is information about that demon. After all, the more we know about it, the higher our warriors' chances of survival will be."