Whose youth romance story begins with a witch's trial?!

—Why did it suddenly rush over?! Did it hear some key word, or has it simply determined that we are 'prey', or perhaps we've moved out of its hunting range?

No, there's no point in thinking about these things now...

"run!"

Chang Rong shouted at Ju Liuxue, and at the same time, while Ju Liuxue (who had not yet gotten up from the lakeside wetland) was still standing up, he turned around and directly activated the sprint mode of Ripple Sprint.

This guy came for me, so Sherry should be fine—whoa!?

The vines that had been hanging down naturally around him suddenly seemed to gain intelligence, spreading and growing while transforming into venomous snakes, directly wrapping around Chang Rong's arm.

"Oh no...!"

Chang Rong struggled desperately to break free of the arms, finally managing to pull her right wrist out of the vines' hold, but the remains had already rushed towards her again.

The dark black parasol covered in spikes resembled the scythe of death, slowly approaching Chang Rong's neck. It seemed that with just a gentle hook, it could take the life of the white-haired boy.

"Deductive Explosive Fist—!!"

boom!!!

Just before the parasol pierced through Chang Rong, Tachibana Sherry suddenly emerged from the side and punched the wreckage directly in the face, sending it flying like a baseball being hit.

"Hmph! If you want to bully my club members, you'll have to ask Miss Holmes first!"

"President, we love and respect you!"

Shirley Tachibana puffed out her chest, striking a pose that said, "I'm so awesome!" while Chang Rong, who had narrowly escaped death, wished he could crown Shirley as empress on the spot.

"But that thing won't die. Don't even think about fighting it head-on. Run away now! As long as we can get back to the castle grounds, at least the guards can deal with it!"

Chang Rong immediately added an explanation to prevent Tachibana Sherry from getting carried away and actually having a one-on-one fight with the Bloodthirsty Monster.

"Okay, I know~" Shirley Tachibana smiled and nodded to Chang Rong.

"Okay, anyway, stay away from those drooping vines. That wreckage seems to be able to control plants to some extent—President?"

Chang Rongyue was running and talking to Ju Shirley about things to pay attention to, but he didn't hear a response from the usually overly energetic and even a bit 'noisy' girl.

"—?"

Sensing something was amiss, Chang Rong stopped and turned around, only to find that the blue-haired detective hadn't run away with her, but had stayed behind, casually stretching his shoulders.

"Are you an idiot!? I already said that thing is—ugh!?"

Chang Rong noticed that the blue-haired girl's right calf had been pierced by spikes at some point.

"Oh dear, it seems my luck is running out and I can't escape? So—you have to survive, Watson."

The blue-haired girl laughed heartily as she ruffled her hair, then removed the disguises she had put on her face to try and become human, leaving only a faint smile on her lips.

"Sherry!?"

"Hiss hiss hiss!!!!"

The boy's roar overlapped with the screams of the wreckage.

"Me? I've actually killed someone, Watson. Not the kind of killing you're joking about, I've really killed someone, you know?"

Tachibana Sherry did not dodge, nor did she have the ability to dodge. She stood still, facing the impact of the wreckage head-on.

The face of the remains had been completely peeled off, and a thick, black, ink-like substance kept oozing out, but even so, the thing still roared and charged forward.

"Because I have killed people, I have never felt that I am truly qualified to be loved as a 'human being'."

*Pfft!* *Boom—!!!*

The spike pierced through the blue-haired girl's chest, while her seemingly delicate fist slammed solidly into the upper body of the wreckage, causing it to bend backward at an almost impossible, bizarre angle, shattering the parasol in its hand along with it.

"Ahem... But, but, if it were now—"

Before the blue-haired girl could finish speaking, the wreckage, in an extremely twisted manner, tossed her aside like trash.

"—"

Watching Shirley Tachibana fall like a broken doll, Chang Rong felt as if a string in his brain snapped.

"Hiss hiss hiss hiss—"

The broken upper body of the remains writhed and slowly approached Chang Rong, emitting a chilling and twisted scream.

—I have to run away, otherwise Tachibana Sherry's sacrifice will have been in vain.

—If it were now, that guy's mobility would be hampered, and as long as I avoid those vines, I could escape from here.

—I have to…

Chang Rong rushed towards the wreckage.

Just as he did in every witch trial execution.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

He used a meaningless roar to embolden himself, while simultaneously focusing all his attention on the spiky spikes on the remnant of the strange corpse.

As the wreckage twisted and swung its body to attack, Chang Rong lunged forward to meet it.

Screech! *Thud!*

Although his left arm was still pierced, he reached the wreckage.

Chang Rongqun grabbed her injured left hand and right hand and thrust them together, stabbing them hard into the broken side of the mangled remains, as if trying to pull out the 'spine' of that thing.

Even though the force was too great, resulting in the fracture and twisting of eight fingers, Chang Rong still roared and desperately grabbed the already rotten and deformed body from the wounds of the wreckage, tearing it apart to both sides.

"Hiss hiss hiss—!!!??"

The wreckage emitted an even more pitiful and piercing cry, twisting its body in an attempt to pierce Chang Rong with the spikes.

*Pfft—Pfft—Pfft—*

Countless scratches covered Chang Rong's body, but he still, still gritted his teeth and repeated one thing: clinging tightly to the wreckage.

"Our president has experienced this kind of injury before! You damned beast—!!!"

"Hiss hiss hiss hiss Ghhhhhh——!!!!"

Almost eternal yet seemingly fleeting, Chang Rong's suicidal act came to an end.

Boom!

The twisted remains were forcibly torn in two and crashed to the ground, its body gradually dissolving and dissipating.

—Thank you...thank you...so often...

There seemed to be some kind of sound coming from somewhere, but Chang Rong had no time to pay attention to the faint words, nor did she care how she had killed the remains.

He gritted his teeth and dragged his battered body, using his barely intact ring finger to make a phone call for help, as he almost crawled to the blue-haired girl's side.

"President—Sherry—"

"Cough... Watson, you're even more reckless than me. Don't try to lecture me anymore—"

Shirley Tachibana smiled at Chang Rong, with crimson liquid continuously gushing from the corners of her mouth and her chest.

Noah's magic had no effect here, and because of this, the scarlet blood that smelled of rust was like an hourglass of life, a stark reminder of the girl's impending death.

"I've already called for backup, just hold on a little longer... just hold on a little longer, Sherry!"

Chang Rong gritted her teeth and tried to stop the wounds on Tachibana Sherry's body, but several attempts were still in vain.

"It hurts so much... But I'm also a little happy—this is the first time I've discovered that pain can... have meaning."

"Don't speak yet, let me stop the bleeding first—basically, tighten the bandage on your calf wound first—"

"Watson, do I now... have the... right to be loved as a human being?"

"Of course you—"

No, that's not right.

"Of course you deserve it"... The moment she uttered those words, Tachibana Sherry would inevitably face death.

Tachibana Yuki is about to die. In at most two minutes, she will die in front of me, becoming a cold corpse that will never have an attack again, never laugh foolishly again, and never struggle with how she became human again.

I have to... I have to think of a way.

Normally, this kind of injury would definitely be fatal.

But—this is a prison where 'witches' are held.

Witch, witch transformation, immortal remains, [forbidden] —

What are Tachibana Sherry's taboos? To be honest, I have no idea. In fact, judging from the stats in the YUKI dating system, Tachibana Sherry may not even have any taboos.

If I guess wrong, I'll become the most despicable bastard in the world.

But even so...

"[Perjury] You are of course not qualified!!"

Chang Rong revealed an expression of utter disgust and responded impatiently.

"You're not qualified, you're not qualified, precisely because—you're not qualified!"

"...Huh?"

Shirley Tachibana was stunned.

"A robot sacrificing its life for humanity at the last moment? That's such an old-fashioned, cough cough cough—! That's such an old-fashioned script? Idiot! Nobody likes it anymore! It's so corny!!!"

Chang Rong spat heavily, revealing a sinister grin that looked like it belonged to a green worm that was perfect for being attacked in the stomach.

"Watson, what...did you say?"

Shirley Tachibana's previously unfocused pupils refocused, and she looked at the completely unfamiliar white-haired boy in front of her with an expression of incomprehension.

"To be honest, I realized the moment we met that you were the most unstable being. To put it bluntly, you're not even human!"

"I...cough cough...!"

"If it weren't for you, this lunatic fake, keeping an eye on me, and to prevent me from accidentally stepping into the restaurant one day and getting punched to death by you, would I have wasted so much time on you?! With that energy, wouldn't it be better to go and conquer other cute aspiring witches?! Hiro, Emma, ​​Nanoha, the young lady, Rhea-sama, even the old man or Arisa—they're all much better than you!"

"Go to hell, you disgusting bastard! You were never even remotely human from the start. Did you think you could become human just by dying? I'm begging you, becoming human isn't as easy as you think!"

"me--"

Sherry's breathing became rapid, and the blood that had been flowing out stopped at some point.