[Rem x Reader] Re:Reader - REDUX

Volume 2: A Most Fateful Meeting

Softly, it was YN who finally spoke back up.

YN: How did we get here..? Who owns all this..?

Subaru, in thought, put a hand to his chin, eyes closed, and declared an answer.

Subaru: Emilia's. It has to be.

Thinking over that prospect, YN entertained it as his gaze focused in on the large fountain below, bellowing out water.

YN: Now that I can recall, she did say she wanted to ask us all about what happened leading up to us helping her... She could only get that answer if she was nearby after we woke back up, meaning there's a pretty high probability of this place belonging to her, or maybe she lives here?

Speculating this outloud, his voice went lower, but was still audible by Subaru.

YN: There's a chance Emilia could possibly own all this... Maybe it belongs to her family?

Subaru: You really think so?! Not only is she adorably cute, but she's rich too?!

At his own exclaimed words, Subaru shook his head.

Subaru: I've got my work cut out for me then.

YN: Subaru.

Subaru turned his head, eyebrows raised as to acknowledge YN's change of the subject.

YN: We should probably do some searching, right? We still have no actual idea where we're at.

Suggesting this, he pointed at the one door that more than likely led out of the room.

Despite both being adorned in robes still, they set out into the hallway of this place, which appeared to be some sort of sizable villa, or perhaps an entire mansion.

Walking and walking, after a while it began to feel like they were going in what seemed like circles this entire time. To that theory, YN confirmed Subaru's own thoughts on the matter, given they each recognized having gone past the same sets of paintings on the wall three separate times at the very least.

YN: Since we know magic exists in this world, I think it's safe to say that we're in some sort of trap to prevent us from leaving the room and getting out to elsewhere.

A hand waved to his concern though, Subaru took a step ahead of him.

Subaru: That's just what they want you to think. I bet that they wanted us to leave and get trapped, but what they didn't realize is that someone of our own unique origin could see right through this puzzle on the first try!

While he spoke this, Subaru approached the very same door they had departed out of to enter the hallway in the first place, denoted keenly by the distinct painting to its right.

Subaru: —It's always the same door you entered from!

Firmly, Subaru grasped the doorknob of what should be their ornate guest room they had woken up in, and swung the familiar door wide open.

No sooner than Subaru did, a new collection of previously unexpected sights, sounds, and smells rushed past them in the entryway of this newfound space their psyche's told them shouldn't be here if this truly was the guest-room's door.

Looking at each other first, Subaru entered with YN in tow.

Upon stepping Inside, they were greeted by a large room, multiple levels in height. All along the walls, and with cases jammed in the space creating many aisles, were books, tomes, and all sorts of bound parchments.

At the center of it all though, sat one little girl.

Holding a book with one hand on her lap, and the other supporting her cheek as if bored, her eyes that had irises shaped like butterflies seemed to stare at them with discontent. Shutting her book with a sigh, she stood from her chair, and patted smooth her long, frilled dress, and shook her two locks of blonde, twin-drilled hair.