Re:Zero -Starting Life in Zero

After familiarizing himself with the situation, Green returned to his room, exhausted.

It was already past midnight, and they would set off at sunrise.

Click.

He gently pushed open the door; Rem was already asleep inside.

Betty was nowhere to be seen; she must be busy with that matter.

Bang bang bang.

A knock came at the door.

But the sound didn't come from the front door of the room; it came from the wardrobe in the corner.

With a creak, Green opened the wardrobe, and a strong hurricane of yin-attribute magic surged out from inside.

Betty's figure slowly emerged from the closet.

"Green, as you requested, all the spells have been inscribed. We're just waiting for you to inject a large amount of magic power to open up the passages on both sides."

After saying that, Betty lightly leaped up and, like a willow catkin, threw herself into Green's arms.

"Thank you for your hard work, Betty."

Green's voice was very low, his gaze fixed on Betty's hopeful face.

"So what reward should you give Betty?"

Betty's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible joy as she reached out and tugged at Green's sleeve.

Green smiled gently, lifted Betty's head, and gave her a big kiss on her little face.

Betty's eyes flickered with panic, but she did not struggle or resist.

Only when Green looked up did she arrogantly wipe the drool off her face.

"Aren't you basically punishing Betty?"

Green chuckled softly, his fingertips gently brushing Betty's flushed cheeks, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"Let me stamp this to reinforce our contract."

Betty nestled close to Green, reaching out a small hand to press against the wardrobe door.

"Are you ready, Grin? I'm about to begin extracting magic from your body."

Green looked down at Betty in his arms and gently ruffled her hair.

Let's begin!

hum!

Green felt as if the magic power within him had been unleashed, flowing continuously into Betty's palm and along the blue-glowing spell patterns.

He gritted his teeth to steady himself, looked down at the girl in his arms, and said in a barely perceptible tremor, "Frog Betty, isn't this too cruel?"

Betty's face was also covered in a thin layer of sweat, and the strands of hair on her forehead were damp with sweat and stuck to her smooth forehead.

She bit her lower lip, her small hands pressed tightly against the wardrobe door, slowing down the rate at which she injected magic to lessen the burden on Green.

"Betty has been as gentle as she could be."

The eerie wind inside the wardrobe was still howling and swirling, carrying the lingering effects of the magic circle, weaving a thin net throughout the room.

The moment the words left his mouth, the magical patterns on the wardrobe door suddenly burst forth with a blinding purple light.

A hurricane of Yin-attribute magic surged wildly inside the cabinet, emitting a deafening howl.

Green could even sense a familiar aura belonging to the Roswaal mansion slowly seeping in through the spell channel.

"The passage... is about to be opened!"

Betty's voice trembled with excitement as she looked up sharply at Green, her amber eyes sparkling.

"Green, give it your all!"

"good!"

Grimm took a deep breath and unleashed all the magic power within him.

The pale purple magical light intertwined with the blue light of the spell, casting a dreamlike halo in the room.

boom--

A deep rumble resounded, and the hurricane inside the wardrobe abruptly subsided.

Green looked down and saw that the originally plain wooden wardrobe door was now shrouded in magical mist, with magical patterns flashing from time to time.

squeak-

Green opened the wardrobe again.

On the other side of the door, there is another room, which looks to be decorated in the same style as the Roswaal mansion.

They constructed a new Opportunity Door, connecting the wardrobe doors of the Crusch family and the Roswaal family.

Betty breathed a sigh of relief, leaning softly against Green's chest. Her voice was slightly tired, yet filled with undisguised joy: "We did it... Green, we did it."

Green reached out and hugged her tightly, his fingertips gently brushing the slightly messy strands of hair on her forehead, his eyes full of tenderness: "Hmm, as expected of my cute and strong little rascal."

Betty's cheeks flushed slightly. She turned her face away, but still quietly snuggled closer to Green's arms.

"Hmph...of course, who do you think Betty is?"

Just then, a soft footstep sound came from the room inside the wardrobe.

Green's eyes instantly sharpened. He looked down at Betty in his arms and mouthed two words silently: "Silence."

Betty immediately understood and obediently shut her mouth, but a hint of curiosity flashed in her amber eyes.

The footsteps grew closer and closer, finally stopping at the doorway.

Green left the cabinet door slightly ajar, leaving only a small crack.

On the other side of the door stood a maid with short pink hair.

Ram has finished her daily work and is changing her clothes!

The straps of her petticoat hung loosely on her shoulders, and as she raised her hand to untie her hair tie, the fabric in front of her chest swayed gently, outlining a very soft curve.

That slight tremor, seen through the moonlight, reached Green's eyes, like a feather gently brushing against his heart, making him feel itchy and tense all over.

Like snow-capped mountains softened by moonlight, it nestles just above a slender waist.

Seemingly noticing that the shoulder strap had slipped, the girl turned slightly to the side, raised her hand to tighten the strap, and the curve became less pronounced, leaving only shallow folds where the fabric met her skin.

"Have they already started putting them on? Damn it, I'm still a few seconds too late, I missed the best part!"

"What the hell is this, Green? Let Betty see too."

"It's a female ghost, shh—keep your voice down."

Ram's fingertips had just touched the clean clothes she was about to change into when she suddenly stopped.

She slowly turned around, her gaze landing precisely on the seemingly closed wardrobe door.

That slight coolness, mixed with yin-attribute magic, pierced her senses like a fine needle.

Her ears instantly turned bright red, and her rosy eyes narrowed in an instant, her previously languid expression turning icy cold.

"Who's there?"

Ram's voice was soft, but it was tense and strained, filled with shame and indignation.

She already had a vague idea of ​​who was behind it all.

Ram made a fist in the air, and a faint blue light appeared at her fingertips, as the aura of wind magic silently spread out.

"Wait, wait!"

She hurriedly pushed the wardrobe door open completely, forcing a fawning smile. "Hehehe, Ram, I'm back!"

"As expected, it was you, you stinking rat."

Ram's face darkened instantly, but the blush on her ears intensified.

The wind blade instantly condensed in his palm and was thrown out with a sharp whooshing sound.

The force looked intimidating, but it was deliberately off-target, clearly indicating that the person didn't really intend to hurt him.

"How dare you lay a hand on Green in front of Betty?"

Betty was prepared; she raised her hands, and a purple shield appeared instantly.

The wind blades struck the shield with a soft "bang" before being easily deflected, turning into wisps of wind and dissipating into the air.

Unbeknownst to anyone, tiny cracks had appeared on the shield that Betty had conjured.

Ram glared at Green, grabbed the pajamas beside him, and quickly put them on. His movements were so fast that he seemed flustered, not even bothering to straighten the wrinkles in the hem.

She pulled her collar tighter, her earlier embarrassment and anger fading slightly, and her tone gradually softened.

"Lady Beatrice spoils Grin too much. He's tough and thick-skinned; a little hit won't hurt him."

"Hmph, no one can bully Green when Betty is around."

The large elf stood proudly between the two, her small hands clasped together.