So turns out I got summoned to Re:zero, into Rimuru's body no less. And let me tell you. You have NO idea how uncomfortable it is to suddenly be in another body, even walking is goddamn annoying. Oh wait, it's oddamn annoying here isn't it? Hehe.

Surprisingly tho I feel like I'm gonna get used to it in about 7 days. Which seems way too fast... and how do I even know the estimate? Whatever, no use thinking about it.

Aaanyway, my first moments were just like Karsten IF, which I found interesting.

Subaru is also here.

But the problem is that I, most likely, don't remember the loops, which is...fair.

Anyway, I'm not gonna interfere with the story until the 3rd arc, cus I wanna save Rem and Crusch.

But for that I'm gonna need to get stronger.

Thankfully, Wilhelm, for some reason, decided to train me, so at least I'm not gonna be a useless meatshield.

Hey who knows, maybe I've got something like predator, I just haven't unlocked it yet.

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Time to get to the serious stuff.

Thankfully I don't need food, water or sleep, so money's not a problem. But... this world has a lot of death... and I'm gonna have to get used to it. I think the White whale is gonna be a good place for that, but I'm not sure if I'm ready or not...

I don't even know whether the White whale's memory erasing works on me.

I'm pretty sure I have about a month before the archbishop encounter.

Thankfully in anicipation of this, I created a fake name for myself 'Cylob(Cyan+blob) Protsav(Protect+save)', that's gonna be pretty useful against gluttony. Though I gotta admit, calling it fake doesn't sit right with me. I like it quite a lot, so it's not a fake name it's a new one.

And for greed I just need to not give up and I'll be fine... I hope.

I'm not sure whether my existence was predicted in the Tome of wisdoms or gospels, so I'm gonna have to be careful about that.

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It's been about 5 days and I finally found a spy capable enough.

In these 5 days Cylob has been working quite a lot, I mainly give him manual labour, since he's quite strong for a child his age, and sometimes it almost seems like he has inexhaustable stamina. Whenever he has the chance, he tries to be with Wilhelm, and Wilhelm doesn't mind. They've both taken quite a liking to each other.

I asked Wilhelm, and it seems like his talent with a sword is only a little better than average, but his instincts and quick thinking make up for that. Even Wilhelm is sometimes surprised by his ability to quickly analyze the situation and act accordingly. For example: when he understands that he's getting backed into a corner he will deliberately take a hit to get back into a good position, even making a little counterattack on the way if he can. I watched them train once and was surprised by Cylob's weird and seemingly inhuman movements.

...

He's definitely not normal.

From the way he acted on the first day I understood that he was far away from home, so the fact that he can spend so much time helping me makes me wonder where he gets enough money for daily necessities.

Actually, after the first day he seemed like a completely different person.

His eyes held extreme determination, and while he still was worried and nervous, he was much less so than on his first day. He's less cheerful and more serious now, but I'm pretty sure he was just overly cheerful on his first day here. Actually, on his first day, it almost seemed like he was trying to make a new personality for himself, but later decided that it would be a bad idea, that's how big of a change it was.

*Sigh* Just what are you hiding, Protsav?

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My days were going by smoothly. Nothing too bad, noth-

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I do a downward slash, and my opponent blocks, but stumbles a bit. I take advantage of that and do a horizontal slash, the boy understood that he couldn't block, so he jumped back with his one leg that was still on the ground, but I persue him, and while he's still in mid air from the jump, I do a piercing attack targeting his chest. He manages to block, but one of his hands ended up having to hold the blade of his sword due to the power of my attack. He tried to regain his footing, but the momentum of my attack made it difficult. At this point, his posture was completely broken, so i did a finishing move. I did a diagonal slash that started from his left shoulder, which was much faster than all my previous attacks, and the boy got hit...that didn't happen. Instead, the boy perfectly caught the blade of my sword with curved end of his sword, called a 'katana', and my sword, instead of cutting through him, slid alongside the edge of this one-edged sword. I tried to continue my attack, but-

Cylob: "STOP!"

I immediately stopped and the boy fell to the ground while clutching his head.

Wilhelm: " A headache again?" I asked the young one.

Cylob: "Yep! Everytime I get too serious my brain goes into overdrive. It's pretty useful, but when I use it, it hurts like hell!"

Wilhelm: "Maybe, we should go back to training with wooden swords then?"

Cylob: "Nah. To be completely honest, it doesn't hurt as much as it did last time. So we should keep doing this until I can get used to it."

It's been seven days since I started training him, and he has shown slow but steady progress. Sometimes though he does have weird hiccups, where he does things that are too big for his body, but they seem to have died down by now.

Today he said he wanted to have a fight with real swords not wooden ones. At first I tried to talk him out of it, but when I saw the determination in his eyes, I couldn't resist.

This was the second time practicing with real swords today, and the result was practically the same as the first time. The boy ended up with a headache on the ground.

He mentioned that this was a safety measure of his body: whenever his body feels like it's in a dangerous situation it goes into ovedraiv and he's able to comprehend everything quicker.

If used correctly, it doesn't have any drawbacks, but the path there isn't smooth.

One time he even said: You know, some people in my race could use it whenever they wanted to, not just in dangerous situations.

I was surprised to hear that. A race who had the ability to comprehend everything much quicker than any other race should be at the top of the food chain, but the boy in front of me is the last of them. I became interested in how they went extinct, so I inadvertently mumbled to myself about it. The boy heard me and explained that his race doesn't procreate much, which was the reason for their downfall.

Still...the ability to comprehend everything quicker...if he combines that with his already brilliant mind, just what would he be capable of?... I'm glad that I decided to train him, but I must also not let him stray from the right path. Because if he does...who will be able to stop him?

Cylob: "Heeeey, earth to Wilhelm." He said while waving his hand in front of me.

I immediately broke out of my stupor.

Wilhelm: "I'm sorry about that, I must have been too lost in thought."

Cylob: "It's fine, but you should stop apologizing so much. I understand that you deal with noble people a lot, but when you apologize too much, people start walking all over you. And that's not something I want to happen... At least not to you."

I was not in the least bit surprised by the sudden lecture. Cylob does this often after all, and while during the first couple of times I was stunned, now I'm used to it.

Wilhelm: "While I understand where you're coming from, you don't have to worry. I don't tolerate such kind of behavior. And whenever someone tries to act toward me that way, I don't hesitate to remind them why I'm called the sword demon."

Cylob: "Heh. Yeah, I bet you don't. Well, either way, our training time is up, so I should go. Besides it's already quite late."

Wilhelm: "You're right about that. Then I shall return to my lady at once. Have a nice evening Cylob."

Cylob: "You too Wilhelm!" He shouted while running away and waving me goodbye.

When did he start running away?

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I was meditating, trying to-

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Hi, it's me Ferri-chan!

Hmm? What is it? You want to know what I think about Cylo-kyun?

Well, we don't interact too much, but from what I can tell, he's a nice guy.

And teasing him is quite fun.

Normal teasing doesn't work on him. Whenever I try to tease him like other people, he just says: thank you for the meal. But when you catch him off guard, his reactions are the best!

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I don't like him.

I don't trust him.

No matter when or where I check on him, he always somehow blocks it.

How else can you explain the fact that the only thing I can feel from him are his gate and his od?

The fact that he can block my check is already concerning enough, but then Wilhelm decides to train him as well, and you just get the question: just how powerful is this 'boy', that he can, not only block the check of the greatest healer, but also get the attention of the sword demon. I repeat: the sword demon!

Thankfully, the spy Crusch sent finally managed to collect some information about this boy.

All your secrets will now be revealed, brat.

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I was relaxing, when Crusch walked up t-

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I got back the report from the spy, and the information I got made me extremely...bewildered? surprised? shaken? I don't even know the right word for this feeling.

But I knew I had to ask him about this and fast.

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I walk through the mansion and I finally arrive at the place where Cylob usually takes breaks.

Crusch: "Cylob, I have some questions I would like to ask you."

Cylob didn't seem surprised by this, as if this was something he expected to happen.

That confident look on your face isn't helping your case right now.

Cylob: "Hm? What's up?"

Crusch: "What connections do you have with the Bowel Hunter?"

At that statement Cylob stares wide eyed and his golden eyes wavered.

So you were hiding something.

But he quickly changed to his normal look as if he found a way out of this situation. But I didn't notice at the time that his eyes were still wavering.

Cylob: "I only managed to meet with her once." Truth.

Cylob: "It was mostly by luck." Truth.

Cylob: "I knew that if I left her alone then she would run away too fast for anyone to catch her." Truth.

Cylob: "So I tried to get some information out of her." Truth.

Cylob: "But the information I got was useless." Truth.

Cylob: "Then I noticed that she was almost fully healed, and ran away so that I wouldn't get killed." Truth.

I was surprised. I thought that he would've said at least one lie by now, but he didn't lie a single time.

But it was still clear that he was hiding something, even behind the truth.

It was impossible for a normal child to not be afraid in front of the bowel hunter.

Crusch: "You said it was mostly by luck. What other factors played a role?"

At that, Cylob couldn't help but click his tongue, and his expression also became more annoyed, and I of course noticed all of it. But once again I didn't notice the scared look in his eyes.

He then tried to think, but I mustn't let him come up with another clever truth.

Crusch: "Answer me!"

Cylob: "*sigh* alright I'll answer you." He then looked me straight into my eyes.

Cylob: "I saw that someone had something important stolen from them. I recognized the thief that stole the important item, her name was Felt. I knew that she would most likely sell the important item at the loothouse. I later learned that the one she made a deal with was the Bowel Hunter. Luckily the Sword Saint managed to save everyone who was at the loothouse the moment Elsa attacked. After I knew of the Sword Saint's arrival, I decided to go to a random direction, in the hopes of catching her off guard while she was fleeing. That's all." Truth.

Not a single lie again...maybe I was wrong?...No, wait.

Crusch: "You wanted to catch her off guard while she was fleeing? Why did you know she would survive the encounter with the Sword Saint?" I didn't notice his eyes becoming more scared.

Cylob: "She has extremely powerful regenerative powers." Truth.

Crusch: "And why did you know about them while the authorities didn't?" Even more...

Cylob: "You didn't even try to find out anything about her. I did tho." Truth.

Maybe I really was wrong...No, there's still one part that doesn't make sense.

Crusch: "And you weren't scared of her at all?"

Cylob: "OF COURSE I WAS!" Truth. He slammed his fist on the wooden bench he was sitting on.

That sudden shout out of nowhere made me reflexively step back.

And then, the dam burst.

Cylob: "Of course I was fucking scared! Who wouldn't be?! It's the Bowel Hunter!" Truth.

Cylob: "I'm just a child! A CHILD! I'm scared of EVERYTHING!" Truth.

Cylob: "I'M FAR AWAY FROM HOME! AND I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO SEE MY FAMILY AGAIN!" Truth. He started crying.

Cylob: "*sob* I just want *sob* to survive." Lie.

Cylob: "I constantly tell that to myself, but I know I'm lying!" Truth.

Cylob: "*sob* I'm a stupid person! *sob* I want to also save others!" Truth.

Cylob: "But *sob* *hick* I'M WEAK!" Truth.

Cylob: "*sob* I'm scared that I'll loose your protection!" Truth.

Cylob: "I could notice that hateful look in your eyes, you know?!" Truth.

Cylob: "And the fact that I'm the last of my kind and I have nowhere else to go doesn't help that fact!" Truth.

Cylob: "I-I *sob*...I AM ALWAYS SO FUCKING SCARED!" Truth.

It was only then that I remembered.

In front of me was a 15 year old child... only 15 years old... sent to an unfamiliar place... surrounded by unfamiliar people... and now... feeling betrayed by the only ones he trusted.

He always looked so serious, acted so serious, that I forgot that he was a child.

Then I noticed my biggest mistake.

I didn't even try talking to him first. I immediately hired a spy...why? Because I didn't trust a lost child?!

I was angry at myself. It was then that I caught onto something he said.

Crusch: "You're...the last of your kind?"

Cylob: "*sob* Yes."

I didn't go into further detail as my anger for myself increased tenfold.

He... is the last of his kind?... No mom... No dad... Is this why he became so attached to Wilhelm? Wilhelm was the first person to lend him a hand and is like a grandfather figure to him. Which means a lot considering he's the last of his kind.

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And I hired a spy to find out everything about this lost child... Why didn't I even think about asking him first?

I felt disgusted by myself. But my anger was interrupted.

Cylob: "*sob* But I can understand you." Truth.

...What?

Cylob: "I'm a freak of nature: I don't need to sleep, don't need to eat, don't need to drink." Truth.

He can...understand me?

Cylob: "I came out of nowhere. I probably reek of the witch." Truth.

He's...forgiving me?

Cylob: "So I can see where you're coming from." Truth.

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With disbelief I looked into his eyes.

And they were...weird.

I saw a lot of emotions there: anger, sadness, fear, determination, perserverance, guilt, longing, desperation, envy, greed and a lot more, but the one that dwarfed all of them was... kindness.

Such pure kindness that no person on earth should have.

I felt... weird.

I couldn't forgive myself, and yet this boy forgave me.

I feel so stupid right now... I should also forgive myself... For his sake.

Crusch: "I'm... sorry."

Cylob: "It's alright. Just make sure to not make the same mistake again."

Heh. Being lectured by a kid... just how cold hearted am I?

Crusch: "Don't worry. I won't." I looked right into his weird eyes.

After a while of looking at each other.

Cylob: "Stop that."

I felt confused at that statement.

Crusch: "Stop what?"

Cylob: "Stop beating yourself up over this."

At my shock, I couldn't help but widen my eyes.

Cylob: "Instead of using that anger to make yourself feel worse, use it to make yourself better." He smiled.

For one reason or another I couldn't refuse that smile, so I just said.

Crusch: "I know." As I smiled as well.

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Back in my office I got angry at myself again, but just like he said, I didn't use the anger to distract myself from work, I used it as motivation to do more of it.

Slowly after a couple of hours my anger subsided.

And then I thought about Cylob.

He has a lot of contradicting qualities.

He's serious and calculating, but his emotions get the better of him.

He's young, but he has impressive wisdom.

He's lost and scared, but he's still determined to move forward.

And above all else: he's extremely understanding and kind, even though the world around him is unfair and cruel.

So much so, that by the end of my analysis of him, I couldn't help but think:

What a weird child.