Ah, it was a vibrant Sunday morning in the enchanting world of OD, where love and festivities wafted through the air like a sweet melody!
"Fish cakes! Get your appa-flavored fish cakes right here!" resounded from a lively feminine voice.
Well, Especially in the capital city of The Dragon Kingdom of Lagunica, where a tranquil morning unfolded, enveloping the realm in a serene ambiance.
Children reveled in the pure joy of their play, and shoppers gracefully navigated through bustling markets, engaging with merchants proudly showcasing their diverse wares.
Concurrently, workers formed queues, embarking on their daily pursuits, journeying to various offices and industrial sectors scattered across the city. Within the vibrant cityscape, restaurants and canteens buzzed with the contented chatter of citizens, indulging in the moments of the day.
Below, the streets hummed with activity as numerous ground dragons traversed the pathways. Meanwhile, thoroughfares teemed with students of all ages, their palpable enthusiasm carrying them to universities, schools, and daycares—a novel norm in this ever-evolving world.
Once a faltering and stagnant kingdom, the realm stood secure and forward-thinking, enveloped in what some might consider its golden age. This era was marked by progress, innovation, peace, and a dedication to learning—all credited to the monarchy, particularly the beloved queen and king.
These scenes gracefully unfolded every day, weaving a captivating spectacle for onlookers and seamlessly embodying the routine reality for the kingdom's inhabitants.
Ah, what an enjoyable day to be alive today, as they often say!
However, this day, in particular, held an exception as a golden portal crackled into existence amidst the ruins of an ancient temple overlooking Lagunica, its stones bearing the marks of time's passage.
After a brief pause, two figures emerged from the luminous gateway, stepping onto the moss-covered ground.
The air in the desolate temple seemed to stir as Subaru surveyed the familiar yet dilapidated surroundings. His gaze lingered on the crumbling walls, memories of the previous days flooding his mind. He couldn't help but shiver.
It was here, after all, where he met Morty and decided to leave, abandoning Rem and, to a certain extent, Emilia, even though she had already abandoned him first. However, he was back now, or at least in another parallel reality. But it didn't matter; he was determined to make things right this time.
This time, he wouldn't be such a pathetic loser.
Stretching his arms and legs, he stared at the sprawling metropolis and exclaimed, "Heh! It's good to be back!" A glimmer of excitement sparkled in his eyes.
"Whoa, don't get too excited yet, or you might jinx it," Morty responded with a skeptical look, raising an eyebrow.
"Nah! I know it, man! This time, I'm a king and married to my EMT!" Subaru squealed, brushing off Morty's concern. "My happy ending! Here I come!" he added with excitement in his voice, as he began to walk down the stairs.
"Aw jeez!" Morty rolled his eyes, following Subaru. "You know, I barely say 'Aw jeez,' but you being around, it's an exception."
As Subaru and Morty strolled through the lively streets of Lagunica, Subaru's eyes widened in amazement at the extraordinary technological advancements that had completely transformed the entire kingdom.
"Wow, is this for real?" Subaru marveled.
"Of course. What do you think?" Morty replied, his tone neutral.
Trams and monorails crisscrossed the streets, seamlessly blending with traditional dragon carriages while prototype automobiles zipped by.
"I don't know, Mort... But this is incredible! Lagunica has leveled up big time in this world," Subaru exclaimed, his voice laced with excitement. "Wait! Don't tell me!"
"Uh-huh," Morty responded, lacking the same enthusiasm. "Yeah, yeah, your counterpart did this years ago. You shouldn't be too surprised."
"Really!?" Subaru's grin widened. "I've seriously done all of this?"
"Your waifu has been Queen, for almost five years now. What do you think?" Morty deadpanned. "And knowing you, you'd probably have used all of your 'isekai knowledge and wisdom' just to impress her, like a true simp" he added, making air quote gestures with both hands.
Subaru turned his head to Morty with a shocked expression. "Huh?! Five years?!" His voice carried a mix of disbelief and surprise.
"Yep, in this timeline, it's been seven years since you arrived. Fascinating, huh?" Morty continued with a cold demeanor.
"But... how? I don't get it. I've only been in Lagunica for three months, at most. It doesn't make any sense."
"Well, now you do." Morty shrugged. "Time works differently across these dimensions. Now, the other Subaru shouldn't be far. He's probably chilling in the center of the noble district."
"The noble district? But I thought I was supposed to be in the royal district. I mean, especially that I'm married to my Emilia-tan and all," Subaru said, a hint of confusion in his voice.
"Aww, Jeez, I don't know, Subs," Morty replied with an uncharacteristic coldness. "Look, let's just go check the noble district. Your other self can fill you in on the details." With that, Morty walked ahead, leaving Subaru to ponder.
"Hey, wait—" Subaru hurried to catch up with Morty; however, suddenly, two distant voices called out to him.
"Captain!"
"Natsuki-san!"
Subaru turned to look, spotting a blonde knight and a gray-haired individual in elegant attire waving enthusiastically. Yet, he couldn't place their faces, unsure of who they were. Perhaps fans, considering his regal status?
Deciding they could wait, Subaru shrugged off the strangers and continued following Morty, who was already some distance ahead.
"Hey, wait up, man!" Subaru called out, quickening his pace to bridge the gap between him and Morty.
"Ehhhhhhhhh!"
Subaru's mouth let out a small scream of excitement as he took in the scene around him.
"Seriously, this is insane, man! Like...Like...So cool!" he exclaimed again, barely able to contain his enthusiasm.
Looking up, he spotted a blimp passing overhead. "Hey, is that a Zeppelin!?" he squealed in disbelief. As the blimp drew closer, he could see the poster covering it—the face of the Queen.
Emilia, his Emilia, looked more beautiful than ever.
"Emilia-tan..." Subaru's voice carried a longing tone as his heart raced and butterflies churned in his stomach. Despite being away for only three days, he couldn't deny the unmistakable feeling of missing her.
Badly. Very Badly.
"Jeez, you're so easy to impress," Morty cut in before the raven-haired Japanese boy went blank. Rolling his eyes, he added, "Don't go daydreaming on wonderland on me, Subaru, or we might get lost," he joked.
"Hehehehe, sorry about that," Subaru laughed, scratching his hair as he refocused on the road ahead.
As the two entered the noble district, Subaru's eyes widened again at the technological marvels surrounding him. The streets were a bustling blend of commoners and nobility, humans and demihumans, all adorned in modern suits and dresses. Convenience stores and ice cream stands dotted the landscape, adding a touch of modernity to the bustling cityscape.
But what truly shook the raven-haired Japanese boy was the societal transformation. It was very different.
"We really did all of this, huh? Prosperity, peace, progress. Humans and demihumans living side by side, coexisting. All living seemingly prosperous lives... Emilia-tan really achieved her dream, right?" he thought aloud. "So those... sacrifices," he bit his lip carefully, avoiding the mention of RBD. "were all worth it after all," he added, digesting the scene around him.
"Maybe?" Morty chimed in.
"Maybe? Nah, absolutely!" Subaru answered back, his voice filled with happiness.
As they strolled further, the duo noticed some commotion or festivities.
"Wow, is that a show?" Subaru asked.
"Wanna see?" Morty suggested.
"You bet!" Subaru agreed eagerly.
Drawing near, the duo found themselves amidst a vibrant spectacle in the heart of the noble district. A grand stage stood adorned with actors, bringing to life the kingdom's most monumental battles. The crowd hung on every moment, captivated by the performance, and an electric excitement filled the air.
Subaru and Morty halted to witness the unfolding drama. Subaru, absorbed, couldn't help but express his amazement, "WOW! The subjugation of the White Whale?! Is this a glimpse into a future battle!?" he exclaimed, reading the title displayed prominently on the stage.
"Aw jeez, just watch it, man. It'll answer all your questions," Morty advised.
"Heh, fair enough."
On the stage, a colossal White Whale effigy lay pinned beneath a tree, surrounded by soldiers. Suddenly, an elderly man in butler attire emerged.
"Hey! Is he portraying the...The old man butler of Crusch!? Wait, don't tell me—" Subaru began to comment.
"Shhh!" Morty hushed him.
Rolling his eyes, Subaru continued to watch, joining the audience in holding his breath.
The elderly butler strolled forward, then came to a sudden stop. Inhaling deeply, he unsheathed his sword. "This is for my wife, Theresia van Astrea," he declared, pointing the sword at the White Whale effigy. "WRAAAAAGGGH!" With a piercing scream, he charged forward, slashing fiercely at the White Whale.
"Holy shit, it is the old man butler of Crusch! Wilhelm-san! So that's the name of his wife, huh? Theresia Van Astrea." Subaru exclaimed once more.
After multiple strikes, the actor ascended to the top of the White Whale and stood, raising his sword. "Sleep for all eternity," he declared, then plunged the blade into it. "It is finished, Theresia. At last..." Tears streamed down his face. "Theresia, I... I...I love you!" he shouted with raw emotion, followed by a thunderous round of applause from the deeply moved audience.
"Wow, that day must have been nice and glorious... wait! Is that me?" the raven-haired Japanese boy pointed into the distance. "And is that Rem-rin in my arms? Wow! So we were part of that battle? NICE!" he added with enthusiasm; after all, it was rare that he was part of the main cast of heroes, and his being in it for once filled his heart with joy.
Another actress, adorned in medieval military armor, stepped forward and raised her sword. With authority, she declared, "The White Whale has fallen! The witchbeast of fog, which has terrorized the world for four centuries, has been defeated by Wilhelm van Astrea! We have won this battle!" The crowd erupted in another round of applause.
"Is she supposed to portray Crusch? Nah, it ain't it. That actress is too feminine...And Crusch...She's more manly," Subaru shook his head.
"She's gay?" Morty asked nonchalantly.
"No," Subaru replied.
"She likes women then?" Morty added.
"No! Uh, she's more of a tomboy, but she's not gay," answered Subaru.
"Fine," Morty replied, and then the scene concluded with another round of applause from the audience. "Alright, enough commercial. Your counterpart isn't far from here; let's get to business."
"I couldn't agree more. Lead the way," Subaru replied.
The two then began to walk, with Morty leading. Exiting the park and strolling once more through the streets, the two remained silent for a couple of minutes.
It continued that way until a large manor, probably the largest in the district, became visible in the distance, its design Japanese-like. It was evident that this was a Subaru's residence.
"Wait, Subaru," Morty spoke and stopped. "I nearly forgot."
"What's the matter, man?" Subaru inquired.
Turning to face the raven-haired Japanese boy, Morty took something from his pocket and handed it to Subaru. "Here, wear this."
"Huh? A black eye patch? Like the one you're wearing? Why?" Subaru asked, puzzled at this. Why does he need to wear an eye patch that makes him look like a pirate? It doesn't make any sense.
"It's an integrated HUD and brain scanner with a transmitter. It could be useful, and I'll explain more as we walk. Plus, you should wear it so that you'll be distinguishable from your other selves," Morty clarified, anticipating Subaru's confusion.
Subaru squinted his eyes.
HUD and brain scanner? A transmitter? I thought that stuff's purpose was only to look cool.
"Do I really have to?" Subaru asked once more, hesitant.
"Absolutely," Morty affirmed.
Subaru wasn't convinced. After all, who would be? He had only met Morty three days ago, and an ominous aura seemed to emanate from him. However, he pushed these thoughts aside. Morty had only been helpful to him from the start, with no signs of treachery...Yet...Oh well.
Shrugging off his thoughts, he took the eye patch and wore it. "Thanks. Alright, let's roll."
Natsuki Subaru. Prime Minister of the Dragon Kingdom of Lagunica POV.
"Give, Betty, an answer this instant!"
"Hehehe, relax, Beako. It's a party, and I've got to look good, you know," Subaru replied with a playful tone as he rummaged through his wardrobe. The rich fabric of his formal attire cascaded through his fingers, creating an air of anticipation.
Inside his elegant room at the Japanese-style mansion, which exuded undeniable charm with sliding paper doors and delicate cherry blossom patterns adorning the walls, the raven-haired Japanese boy frantically searched for the perfect attire.
"Plus, I can't afford to look stupid. Not like the last time," he added, his voice filled with humor. Despite his wardrobe being filled to the brim with expensive and regal attire, he wasn't content. After all, he wanted to look not just good but the best, as he didn't want to tarnish the monarchy—his liege.
His Queen.
Tonight's event, held every four years, was a grand affair, and Subaru, serving as the Prime Minister, understood the importance of making a lasting impression, as was expected of him all the time. Beatrice, standing near the doorway with annoyance etched on her face, eyed Subaru with an unimpressed expression.
"I do not comprehend why you insist on attending this insipid event, I suppose. Betty detests such gatherings, in fact," she shook her head disapprovingly.
"Come on- AHA! This should be a good drip," he said as he pulled a pristine black suit from his wardrobe, turning around to face his contracted spirit. "Like it, Beako?" he added with a wink.
"Answer the query, in fact!" Beatrice snapped back.
Subaru smiled in return and proceeded to put on his clothes. While buttoning up his pristine black suit, he looked up grinning.
"Come on, Beako! It's not that bad. And as the Prime Minister, I've got to show up and represent, you know? For the monarchy. For the Queen."
"Betty does not see the necessity, I suppose. This whole affair is nothing but a bore, in fact," Beatrice huffed, her eyes narrowing at Subaru.
"Moreover, you hate these events, I suppose! Remember last time? You bawled your eyes out like a baby and were heavily intoxicated after seeing them..." The loli spirit bit her tongue before she could get ahead of herself. "Betty doesn't approve of this!"
Subaru chuckled, adjusting his tie in the mirror. "Well, sometimes, my Beako, we have to do things we don't like for the greater good, right? It's all part of the job, my job. Gotta keep up appearances, especially when you're in a position like mine," he finished with his tie and straightened any deficiencies on his clothes. "Being second in command of the kingdom, that is," he added.
Beatrice crossed her arms, a scowl forming on her face. "Hmph. Betty still thinks it's foolish. Even that poor Duchess who has been waiting for you after all these years has her reasons for disliking these gatherings, I suppose. Why don't you just go spend time with her, infact!"
Subaru paused, meeting Beatrice's gaze in the mirror. "Oh, you mean Crusch?" he blinked, going after him? Is that a joke? Crusch has never shown interest in him. What is she talking about? "I didn't know Crusch-san hates these parties. But even so, we all have our quirks. But this is about more than personal preferences, Beako. It's about governance, politics, and duties. Besides, it's a rare chance for everyone to come together. Who knows what opportunities might arise?" he added, raising his eyebrows twice.
Beatrice sighed, her annoyance evident. "Politics and duties or not, Betty doesn't wish you to be part of such mindless gatherings, in fact... it will just expose you to some silly girl and her pompous husband... lovey-dovey... Please reconsider, I suppose!" The great spirit now embraced the leg of her contractor.
"Oh, you mean Emilia and..." Subaru shuddered for a moment but returned to his usual demeanor. "Hahaha! That was years ago, Beako-chan! I've already moved on! No need to be a worrywart."
"You're not fooling anyone, Subaru," she shot him down. "Betty knows you all too well—your desires, sentiments! Your longings for that silly girl. Every time those eyes of yours set upon her! It hasn't died, it never did, I suppose!" she exclaimed, hugging her contractor once more at the leg. "Please, Subaru, move on... find happiness. Betty only wants her Subaru to be happy."
A tear threatened to escape Subaru's eye. He felt the urge to argue and engage in a heated argument with his contracted spirit. However, what would be the point? She was undeniably correct. The truth was apparent to everyone, including himself. Yet, acknowledging that truth proved to be a painful task. Even for the likes of him
Shaking off the melancholy thoughts before they could overwhelm him, Subaru composed himself and turned to face Beatrice.
"Look, I understand! Whether you believe me or not, I'm not disputing what you said. However, as the Prime Minister, I have a responsibility to attend. You know the deal, right? I assure you it won't take too long, okay? Just bear with it, my Beako, pretty please?"
Beatrice wanted to continue the argument, but understanding Subaru, it felt futile. His stubbornness posed a challenge, so to preserve the day's joy...She chose to relent.
"You're hopeless, I suppose!" Beatrice rolled her eyes, her tsundere demeanor returning. "Fine, but don't expect Betty to enjoy it, in fact. And once you start being pathetic and drunk, I'm dragging you away from that venue, okay?" She punctuated her statement with a Subaru-esque touch.
"Yay!" Subaru grinned, affectionately patting Beatrice on the head.
"Thanks, Beako! You're the best! Now come on, let's both enjoy the day, alright?"
"certainly, Betty is the best! Hence, her Subaru is very fortunate, in fact."
Exiting the room, Subaru and Beatrice closed the door gracefully behind them, proceeding to stroll through the corridors. The atmosphere was quiet, having sent the maids home the day before, instructing them to return after the national event. Craving solitary moments, Subaru had dismissed the maids with pay, deeming it the best course of action.
"Hmmm, you think the dragon carriage is ready for us? It would be a bummer if we had to walk all the way to the royal castle."
"Why are you asking me that question, I suppose? You're the Prime Minister of the kingdom, not me!"
"Heh, fair enough."
As they strolled through the halls, immersed in their usual banter about the upcoming event and the peculiarities of the guests, Subaru and Beatrice found solace in each other's company. Even in solitude, Subaru felt grateful for Beatrice, his steadfast companion, and dear little sister.
"Hmm, do you think the food at the castle will be any good, Beako? I heard from Otto that they bought cooking books from Rem," the raven-haired Japanese boy pondered, scratching his head.
"Betty is not certain, in fact. But, as Mother says, expect the unexpected, I suppose," replied the loli spirit.
"Hmm, true. But what if they messed it up? You know the Royal chefs are kinda crazy right?"
"I hope not, in fact!" the loli protested. "The last time they messed with your recipe, a third of the guests had food poisoning, I suppose!"
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Subaru erupted in laughter.
"Hmph! Nothing's funny abo-" Beatrice stopped talking suddenly, her eyes widening like pancakes, and her grip on Subaru's hand tightened. "Subaru," she said with a nervous tone.
"Huh?" Subaru responded, perplexed. "What's the matter? Did you forget some-" Subaru halted as he observed the loli spirit, and what he saw shocked him. His Beatrice, a great spirit, seemed scared.
"Are you okay, Beako?"
"I—Betty felt that," she said, pausing as they neared the grand staircase. As she looked down at the well-lit manor, her eyes widened even more in surprise. "SUBARU?! But how?! You're beside me, in fact!"
"Huh?" Subaru, equally perplexed, followed her gaze. "What the..." What he saw shocked him as well. "Hey! How did they—"
At the base of the stairs, two men stood, instantly capturing their attention.
One was a brown-haired guy in a yellow shirt, a mysterious black eye patch covering his right eye. The other was a raven-haired boy wearing a tracksuit eerily similar to Subaru's, with a matching black eye patch over his left eye.
Subaru and Beatrice exchanged puzzled glances before turning their attention back to the unexpected visitors. The air grew tense, the atmosphere heavy with an unspoken foreboding that sent shivers down their spines.
This is madness. Am I dreaming? I don't know the guy in the yellow shirt, but the one wearing the tracksuit? He looks like me.
Staring at the guy from head to foot, he squinted his eyes. Shivers ran down his spine.
If you remove the eye patch, he is me! Could he be a Witch Cultist? Or a mage using illusion magic? Probably, but...I haven't seen someone use that in my years in this world. Well, except for Capella, but she's already long dead...This is weird. I have to tread carefully.
Subaru absorbed the situation; thankfully, there wasn't anyone else, just the two. However, drawing on his intuition from years of warfare against the Witch Cult and Vollachia, he knew these two were dangerous. So dangerous that facing both of them could end in defeat, even with Beatrice on his side.
I could alert my royal knights contingent as backup, but I don't like my chances that they'll reach us before these two already beat us up. I could also use Invisible Providence, but will it even work? It could be risky.
However, if diplomacy is possible, why not give it a shot? And if I have to die again and return by death after seven years of not using it...Damn, it was really that long, huh? It felt like it was just yesterday.
Alright, here goes nothing. The art of negotiation, as Ana used to say.
Shaking off his nervousness, Subaru stood straight. Clearing his throat, he began to speak, his tone laced with authority.
"Who are you?"
"Good question," answered his look-alike, wearing a black eye patch over his left eye. "I'm you."
"Huh? You're joking, right?" Subaru blinked once, twice. He couldn't believe his eyes. No, this has to be a dream; after all, it's the most logical explanation for this bizarre situation.
But it wasn't a dream. There had to be another explanation. Why else would Beatrice also be witnessing the same surreal scene?
"Nope, I'm speaking the absolute truth here. I'm Natsuki Subaru, from Japan, and my parents are Kenichi and Naoko Natsuki. Pretty cool, huh?" Eyepatch Subaru responded with a hint of confidence.
"Mom? Dad?" He shuddered at those words. It had been almost a decade since he last heard the names of his parents spoken by someone other than himself. And the irony wasn't lost on him— As the person saying those names was an exact replica of him. "What the... but how?" Subaru asked, disbelief coloring his voice. "That doesn't make any sense." He squinted his eyes, attempting to process the information. "I mean, how is that even possi—?"
"Well, it is possible now. So there's that," Eyepatch Subaru cut him off, a grin on his face. "The Party told you to reject the evidence of your eyes and ears. It was their final, most essential command."
"What?" Subaru squinted his eyes further, processing the words. "What the hell does that even mean?" he exclaimed in frustration.
"Relax! It's a quote from '1984,' you know, the book?" said the raven-haired Japanese boy with a black eyepatch, his tone cool and collected. "It points out that even when the truth is right in front of you, you might still choose to turn away. When reality doesn't match your interests, you... No, WE work to change reality, to reshape fate itself! To reach our goals. To achieve our dreams and aspirations! Even if it means giving up a piece of who we are. Isn't that what being a Subaru is all about?"
"What the hell are you yapping about?!" Subaru's annoyance flared as he struggled to make sense of the nonsensical ramblings from his eye-patch-wearing counterpart. Nevertheless, he continued to talk.
"But that's utter nonsense, dude! Are you trying to claim you're me? Am I supposed to believe you're my long-lost twin or something? Come on, man! I wasn't born yesterday! So, either you're some shape-shifting mage or a leftover cultist scheming on this particular day! Which is it?" His tone edged on frustration as his mind churned through various scenarios.
However, Eye-patch Subaru just stared at him, his eyes unblinking. The air grew tense between them until Eye-patch Subaru spoke again.
"Do you have any idea about the concept of the multiverse? Inter-dimensional travel? How about parallel universes?" he began in a neutral tone. "There are an infinite number of universes out there—some different from our own, others the same as this, some containing a Subaru, others not. I came from one of them."
"A Subaru, huh?! Are you for real? You know what you're saying is basically impossible, ri-"
"Don't be dumb, man! You already got Isekaied here in the first place! Hell, the mere fact that you have an...no, WE have an unreasonably overpowered skill that, in itself, is impossible. And yet, you deny what is in front of you?" Eye-patch Subaru interrupted.
"But this is different-"
"Different how? Seeing another version of you appear out of nowhere, talking to you face to face? And you still think I'm lying?! What do you want me to do?! I'm not lying! You know that! Morty here knows that! And Beako beside you knows that!" Eye patch Subaru exclaimed, his tone now laced with annoyance.
"BULLSHI-"
"He isn't lying, in fact," Beako cut him off.
"Huh?" Subaru spoke, shocked. It sounded impossible, outright insane, but he trusted his loli spirit more than anyone else. If what she says is true, it has to be the truth. "You mean he's- but how?! What he's saying is beyond reason! Hell, beyond understanding even!" Subaru said, gazing at his spirit contractor and studying her facial features.
Beatrice nodded. "Even I am perplexed, I suppose," the loli replied as she scratched her face. "Mother once theorized the existence of multiple dimensions or realities could be real, even if it's just an unsubstantiated and unsupported theory. However, Betty is certain that the man speaks the truth, even if Betty doesn't comprehend its logic, in fact."
Subaru nodded back and returned his gaze to the duo down the stairs. "Heh... this is weird... but for starters, I'm -"
"Natsuki Subaru and you're not just lost but also broke beyond compare? Yeah, we know. We're in the same boat, remember? Broke boys in another world being broke?! Well, at least not you! You got it good, bro," Eyepatch Subaru chimed in with a grin. "Oh, and by the way, cool hair. Even if, by the looks of it, you barely aged! What age are you now, by the way? Twenty-five? Hehehe."
"Twenty-six, actually... What the fuck..." Subaru squinted his eyes once more as fear crept into his chest. "Okay, I'm gonna go straight to the point. Why are you two here? What do you want?"
"What do I want? That's simple. Happiness" answered back the black eye patch Subaru.
"Happiness is a vague word. You are not answering my query."
"Happiness is a vague word. You are not answering my query."
"Hahaha, you're so mature and stoic, bro! What happened to you here? Too much character development?" joked Eyepatch Subaru.
"Answer the question!"
"Relax! Alright, hear me out...I seek to steal a life...And, in a way, find happiness... my happiness."
"Huh, what does that even me—" Subaru was about to respond but interrupted.
'Subaru! Subaru!' he heard Beatrice's voice inside his head.
Ever since the two contracted with each other, they could talk using telepathy; instances like these made it very useful.
'What's up, Beako?'
'Those two have bad intentions, in fact!'
'Huh?' Subaru responded, a furrow forming on his forehead as he spoke telepathically. 'You're not joking, right?'
'Betty isn't Joking, I suppose! Those two... I can feel their intent. It's malicious and destructive, in fact!'
'Are you sure?'
'Yes. Betty is a hundred percent sure, I suppose," Beatrice affirmed with a tone of certainty.
'Against us?'
'Betty isn't sure.'
Subaru nodded as fear filled his heart. So, his intuition was right after all. They were in danger, and it looked like he had another battle ahead of him.
Inhaling deeply, he conveyed another telepathic message to his loli spirit.
'Alright, I'll humor them for a while. When I utter out "Emilia," you use Ul Minya or whatever, and I'll use most of my authorities to subdue them... do not hold back. If they die, they die.'
'Are you seriously contemplating murdering your other self, in fact?!'
'I don't care; that guy's not me. Plus, you know I will do everything in my power to protect my friends and loved ones! Even that pompous husband of...You know it, Beako.'
'But diplomacy is still possible in-'
'No...' Subaru interrupted her telepathically, 'I could see it in his eyes. And that guy beside him? I don't know, but he gives me evil vibes. We should nip this in the bud ASAP. Besides, I barely feel any mana or magic aptitude in them. Do you?'
'I do not, in fact.'
'Then it is settled.'
'Tsk! Fine, Betty, agree with your plan, I suppose.'
With the plan in place, Subaru concluded their telepathic conversation and spoke again, addressing the two.
"So, why are you two here? Planning on joining Her Majesty's ball later?" Subaru asked, feigning interest and friendliness.
"Huh? Her Majesty's ball?" Eyepatch Subaru smiled. "What's that?"
"Eh? You seriously don't know? It's one of the most important events in the kingdom, occurring only every four years. The Queen em- Ack!" Subaru was cut-off abruptly as the man in the yellow shirt raised his hand.
"Suba-Hgkk!"
In an instant, two dart-like devices shot out from his arm, finding their mark on Subaru and Beatrice's foreheads.
"Hgkk! uhhhh...beak-oooohhhh..." the raven-haired prime minister collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain as electricity surged through his body. Beatrice, the blonde loli spirit, suffered a similar fate, convulsing alongside him.
"SHIT! What did you do?"
"What do you think? I just knocked them both out before they became trouble. They'll be fine."
The devices quickly incapacitated them, causing unconsciousness to envelop Subaru and Beatrice. As Subaru drifted into darkness, he faintly heard the voices of the two ominous figures.
"Do you really have to do that mort?" Eye patch Subaru spoke, his voice tinged with genuine sorrow. "Poor Beako-chan."
"Are you retarded? Haven't you checked your eye patch HUD? Those two are gearing up to pulverize us, well, you in particular," the other voice retorted.
"Huh? And why is that?"
"Well, for starters, I've got my own force field, shielding me from such cheap tricks. So sorry, pal, it's only you who's gonna bite the dust if it ever comes to that."
"Cheap tricks? Really?"
"Yeah, now come, get your waifu or whatever," the yellow shirt guy spoke as he approached the blonde loli, kneeling in front of her and studying her features.
"Tsk! Fine, I'll strip him down and be ready for that ball this guy's yapping about," Eye-patch Subaru kneeled in front of him and observed his convulsing features.
"Really? You know the guy probably got a cabinet of fine suits upstairs, right? Him being rich and all," the yellow-shirt guy suggested.
"Oh, right, good idea, hehehe," Eyepatch Subaru said and began to walk away and up the stairs. "Wait, you're not changing?"
"Meh, I've got things to attend to for a while. I'll catch up on you."
Eye-patch Subaru nodded and left for upstairs to change into something nice, leaving the brown-haired yellow shirt guy.
On the floor, Subaru, still clinging to but nearing unconsciousness, spoke.
"W-who a-are y-you?" his voice strained with pain.
"Still not asleep?" the guy in the yellow shirt responded as his gaze shifted to Subaru.
Raising his hand once more, he prepared to fire something. But before that, "Who am I? Your worst fucking nightmare," he uttered as he fired another dart, hitting Subaru in the forehead once more, electrocuting him into darkness.
"Dang, that's brutal, Mort."
"You think that's brutal? Then you haven't seen anything yet, kid."
"Tsk!"
Subaru stood alongside Morty in the dimly lit halls of the Japanese-style Mansion, glancing at the unconscious forms of the alternate Subaru and Beatrice, both tied to chairs. A single dart embedded with red lines marked their foreheads.
"Alright, Morty, what's the plan?" Subaru inquired, his voice laced with curiosity and concern.
Morty scratched his head, contemplating for a moment. "We're heading to the party, starting 'Operation Get Your Emilia' or whatever," he replied, a mischievous glint in his eye. Subaru furrowed his brows.
"What's going to happen to them?" Subaru gestured towards the tied-up duo.
Morty shrugged nonchalantly. "Eh, I'll think about it. Maybe they'll wake up and join the fun later, or maybe I'll bring in some surprises, who knows?"
"Man, I really don't like the direction this is heading," Subaru sighed, his frustration and helplessness clear in his expression. "Fine, but let's keep it quick and focused on the task. I don't want things to spiral out of control or waste time on unnecessary stuff, okay?" Subaru pointed at the blonde spirit. "And please, don't hurt Beako."
"Aw, jeez! I wasn't going to, genius," Morty facepalmed.
"Oh."
As Subaru looked at the unconscious alternate Subaru and Beatrice, he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. Morty, seemingly indifferent to the situation, began tapping his foot impatiently.
"Um, Morty. Have you ever thought about the consequences of our actions?" Subaru questioned, casting a stern look at Morty. "I mean, this isn't even part of our plan, after all."
"You think your other self would have just let you coexist with his Emilia?" Morty chuckled. "speaking of consequences, who cares about those? It's all about having a good time and getting your way. Now, let's get going. We don't want to miss the party."
"It's a ball..." Subaru hesitated for a moment but eventually relented.
"Alright, but can you at least change into something formal? It's a royal event, not a casual hangout with the bros."
Morty nodded, touching his eyepatch with a smirk. Suddenly, an elegant black suit enveloped him, transforming his appearance from casual to formal instantly.
"Damn," Subaru raised an eyebrow, impressed despite himself. "Nice trick. Remind me to ask about that later."
Morty nodded. As they prepared to leave, a knock echoed through the halls.
"Natsuki-san! Come, we're already here! Let's go," a voice called out.
"Captain! Ya ready to have fun? I brought Mimi with me!" another voice chimed in.
"Hi, Mr. Subaru!" a third feminine voice added.
Subaru and Morty exchanged glances. The unexpected visitors caught them off guard. However, Morty shrugged and pointed towards the door.
"Join them, Subaru. I'll stay close."
"What?! Why?! I don't even know them, man! What am I saying?"
"It's fine. By the looks of it, they're your friends. Now, go. I'll take care of these two first." Morty then fired the portal gun, creating a golden portal in front of him. "Oh yeah, I'll be bringing those two with me, if you don't mind," he added, firing another portal below the chairs of the two tied-up individuals, swallowing them into who knows where.
"WHAT THE! Hey, where are you—MORTY!" Subaru exclaimed, but Morty also disappeared as he immediately walked into the portal, leaving the raven-haired Japanese boy alone.
Subaru sighed, cursing Morty under his breath. "Alright, fine. I guess this is a challenge," he said as he walked towards the door and opened it.
"Good evening, Natsuki-san! Ready for the ball? Where's Beatrice-sama, by the way? Isn't she coming?" A well-dressed, grey-haired guy spoke with a smile.
"Uh, no... she's not. Kinda busy and not in the mood," Subaru responded.
"Eh? That's weird," the grey-haired merchant replied, scratching his head. "Usually, Beatrice-sama wouldn't miss a chance to spend time with you, Natsuki-san. So, this is new."
"Captain! How are ya?" another chimed in, a blonde guy wearing a white suit, as he put a hand on Subaru's shoulder.
"Hi, Mr. Subaru!" an orange, cute catgirl spoke this time beside the blonde guy, wearing a beautiful dress. "How's your day?"
"Eh, fine...I guess...Look, the party's about to start. So how about we all head to the royal castle?" Subaru suggested.
"Good idea, Natsuki-san! I brought Frufroo's and Patrasche's eldest son! You'll love him!" said the grey-haired guy.
"Frufroo and Patrasche? Who's that?!"