Theater Of Despair (Old WHDAAA) :)

Chapter 6: Ep 5 Director's Cut

Chapter 6: Ep 5 Director's Cut

The theater's audience was looking at the dark screen with varied reactions.

Subaru's sleeping form was being crushed by three shocked girls that were staring at the darkness on the window in absolute disbelief.

"S-So he killed himself?" Emilia stuttered, not believing that her knight, her strong amazing knight went through such an experience. All this pain. All this suffering.

"Because I brought him with me? Because I just wanted to have a friend in that lonely mansion... Subaru was hurt that much?" Emilia can't believe that this was real.... She doesn't want to believe that... she hurt him this much.

As the half-elf was shocked to the core by her guilt, a certain spirit girl was just hugging her contractor's arm tightly. Rubbing a certain spot that was the subject of many arguments she had with him for many nights.

"Forgive Betty I suppose." Beatrice muttered as she hugged Subaru's arm, rubbing the spots she would see him scra-

Beatrice understood why he does what he does at night. "He's desperate for relief, infact." she whispered as she let the warmth overtake her.

Rem... dear, poor Rem. The Oni maid was broken. She was hugging Subaru's neck and crying her eyes out from both guilt and happiness.

Seeing her own death, her sister's deranged breakdown over her body. Her sister should never cry over someone so worthless like her! She was supposed to be a selfish monster that deserved to be forgotten.

She killed an innocent boy and made her sister cry.

She was supposed to be punished. Yet,

Rem, still has her horn.

She still has her sister's love.

She was still saved by Subaru.

Her guilt over hurting her love and forcing him to go as far as to kill himself to save her. "How are you this amazing, Subaru-kun?"

The maid pathetically whispered her question as she hugged the boy.

The silent sleeping boy.

Let's give you all a moment to process the previous viewing.

The general consensus around the room was that of agreement with the screen's mysterious voice. The last scene had shocked all the viewers to the core.

Except for a certain number of individuals sitting in the room.

One of them...

"What a disappointing waste of time that was! Hmph!"

A certain fiery haired princess with blood red eyes looked away from the screen with a scowl on her face.

"Candidate Barielle, are you saying that the scene represented to us was unimportant?"

Priscilla looked down at the only person that's been refuting her this entire viewing.

"You've grown more annoying than usual, commoner."

Although the scarlet eyes narrowed hatefully at her, Crusch was standing firm while glaring through her own yellow irises at Priscilla.

"I won't ask why you don't feel anything towards the boy's mental condition, most of us know how futile talking feelings with a nasty one like yourself. But I do want to know why you still insist on calling this a waste."

"Commoners and mongrels are the ones that concern themselves with feelings." Priscilla glared hard as she met Crusch's gaze with her own. The people around them backed away and watched the two candidates with weary glances.