Kazuma: ...Not bad for a hot spring.
Subaru: Yeah. Could do without the company though.
Kazuma: Speak for yourself.
Kazuma: What— how does a demon lord have a six-pack?!
Subaru: How much do you even work out?!
Milim: Rimuru and that other one are just sitting inside like boring old people. So while they waste away, you two are racing me to that end!
Milim: Length of the pool. Now. Go.
Subaru: You're on! Don't cry when I beat you!
Kazuma: Have fun. I'll judge from here.
Rimuru: They're really going at it out there, huh.
Omuri: Yeah. Though I notice Kazuma didn't move an inch.
Rimuru: Smart man.
Omuri: Oh — almost forgot. Here, this is for you.
Rimuru: ...Fifty percent off. Hm.
Rimuru: Actually, I know exactly who wants this more than me.
Kazuma: I'll take that coupon.
Subaru: ...How are you... not even breathing hard...
Milim: We should go again! Subaru! Hey! Get up!
Subaru: Give me five minutes. And an oxygen tank.
Rimuru: Alright, everybody. Dinner. Let's move.
Subaru: Finally, something I can win at.
Milim: Ooh, food! I want three servings!
Kazuma: Today was a good day.