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

"Hehe... Dancing is wrong. What this idiot rabbit needs to do next is to be severely criticized and educated by me until he is unconscious..." Nikaido Hiro said with a black line on his face, staring at Chang Rong fiercely. It was completely unclear whether it was anger or something else.

"Uncle, I think... we should start by holding hands, right? Of course, if Xiao Rong wants a lap pillow, an ear cleaning, and a bedtime story, I, Uncle, won't refuse..."

Saeki Miria lowered her head and said in a low voice, somewhat lacking confidence.

"Noah hopes Rongrong can be a nude model, it only takes a few hours~" Little Noah said with an innocent and naive smile. It was a request that clearly hadn't been tainted by the world, a pure and innocent one!

"No, let me go see my family instead."

"—"

Nanoka Kurobe's voice wasn't loud, but after she spoke, the previously agitated crowd instantly fell silent.

Meeting the family? Is it the kind of meeting the family I'm thinking of? Doesn't meeting the family mean the relationship is official and we're going to do this and that? Wait a minute, where would I get family on Prison Island?

However, before anyone could react to what was happening—

"Hmph! Watson really should be my OO partner after all~!"

"—"

"Huh?!?!"

This completely enraged everyone, just like the time in the cafeteria before. Tachibana Sherry's words completely ignited the anger of all the prospective witches.

"What, what's going on, Changrong-kun!?" "You can't do this, you're a minor!!" "This is wrong, absolutely wrong!!" "Stupid knight...you, you'd rather be with that gorilla girl than...you're driving me crazy!!!" "Huh? Aren't you my fan...?"

In a single sentence, Tachibana Sherry and Chang Rong instantly became easy targets for everyone to attack.

"Haha... You should ask the club president, Chang Rong doesn't know either~?"

Chang Rong stuck out her tongue and acted cute, then—turned and ran away.

—Coco-chan, cut this part out, don't watch it yet...!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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"Ugh..."

Late at night, Chang Rong lay sprawled on the tattered sofa, looking as pathetic as a discarded toy.

I've forgotten exactly how I crawled back. I can only vaguely remember being pinned to the ground by a group of people and almost getting my points deducted on the spot.

Fortunately, the group was not united. Some people were still fighting with their own brains, some wanted to eat alone, and some felt that the progress was too fast, which caused infighting among the group. In addition, the guard with the headband appeared with veins bulging on his head and looked like Hiro-chan was about to kill someone. This finally ended the flower field melee.

The only good news is that, because Sherry Tachibana declared she was going to sneak away but failed, she's now under close surveillance by all the prospective witches. At least for now, she doesn't have to worry about being suddenly dragged away to the woods after going out...

"【Coo coo coo... You really do always manage to come up with new tricks for me, Mr. Chang Rong.】"

"it hurts!"

Suddenly, a warden flew in through the window of the central courtyard and, without saying a word, stepped on Chang Rong's head and started picking at his hair.

"...I did it all, it has nothing to do with anyone else."

Chang Rong immediately stated that this 'collective violation' was entirely her responsibility and had nothing to do with anyone else.

"【Coo coo... That's your first line, as expected of you. But don't be nervous, I don't intend to pursue your disciplinary violations. Rather, unless you kill a guard, escape, or blow up the prison island, I'll generally turn a blind eye, coo coo~】"

"...Thank you so much!"

Chang Rong twisted her head, but the result was nothing more than the warden gripping her hair even tighter.

"【When my master was alive, I was used like a beast of burden. If I'm still a beast of burden after my master dies, then what was the point of my master's death? Cluck cluck cluck... I'd better carry on my master's will and diligently slack off."

—Although I want to complain, considering my position, it's probably better to go along with it in this situation...

"In short, it was quite a farce, but... what was the price to pay?"

"...!"

Chang Rong struggled to get up, and the warden also flapped his wings and stood in front of the desk, staring at the white-haired boy.

Are you trying to say that I'm being hypocritical, that they're all sinners and don't deserve to enjoy these fleeting moments of entertainment?

"No... what I mean is, if you keep going like this, you might get completely taken advantage of and stripped naked."

"Ah...yes, is that so..."

Chang Rong instantly went from being speechless to breaking out in a cold sweat.

"【However, coo coo coo... what you said is true, they are indeed 'sinners,' even if this 'sin' may not be their own karma, it is indeed a burden they bear.】"

The warden turned his head 90 degrees and looked at Chang Rong with a somewhat eerie gaze.

"[Tragedy is inevitable, it will only be delayed until a certain time, and then it will explode... This is the inevitable fate of witches. You have clearly experienced it firsthand, and you clearly understand this better than anyone else, don't you? *coo coo coo*... Alright, seeing that you are still alive means I can probably slack off for a while longer. Please keep up the good work, Mr. Chang Rong.]"

"..."

After saying this, the warden mumbled something and walked away, a tuft of white hair still dangling from his mouth.

The tragedy was unavoidable, and... I know that better than anyone else?

Chang Rong frowned deeply, and a sharp pain shot through her heart in her left chest again.

Although the warden's words were most likely a simple lie, yes, I need to act as soon as possible.

It's not just a matter of everyone's witch transformation stats, but also a matter of their own 'body'.

After killing the remains, Chang Rong lay in the infirmary for a while, but her mental state was surprisingly good.

However, after a while, that 'energy' gradually dissipated, and the 'fatigue' that had been lingering over him surged up again.

However, unlike before, this time Chang Rong had a better understanding of her current situation and gradually realized that this 'fatigue' actually meant that the amount of 'witch factor' she needed had decreased.

Yeah, how could it not decrease? After all, Coco and An'an have left...

It's a pity that this 'witch factor' doesn't seem to be something that can be absorbed and used at will, otherwise I could have single-handedly absorbed it so that everyone would never be able to become a witch for the rest of their lives.

Looking at the photos of 'flower field tea party/flower field concert/flower field melee' on her phone, Chang Rong gradually made up her mind.

Book 1: 109. Oh Romeo! My Romeo!

early morning--

"Well……"

Chang Rong got up from the sofa, rubbing her head groggily.

My body didn't feel refreshed after getting some sleep; instead, I still felt indescribably tired.

Chang Rong knew very well that this feeling of exhaustion was familiar, and it was not caused by the 'flower field melee'—although that chaotic blessing tea party without tea or snacks had indeed almost killed her.

This feeling of fatigue was exactly what I had experienced from time to time shortly after I had just awakened from the old ice block.

However, this feeling of fatigue disappeared for a time as her relationship with the prospective witches gradually became closer and they had more physical contact.

After mastering the invincible head-patting technique, Chang Rong had plenty of energy for a long time, allowing him to carry out all sorts of pranks. This shows that as long as there are enough witches prepared and a suitable number of them are applied, his normal needs can be met.

However... this long-lost feeling of fatigue returned, and its reappearance made Chang Rong realize that since there was no way to continue pursuing quantity, the only option was to find a solution from the perspective of 'quality'.

In other words, yes, I desperately need high-quality, intimate physical contact right now! And this isn't just to satisfy my fantasies, but a sacred, hehe, necessary means for me to survive!

Just as oxen and horses need a cup of coffee to be whipped and pull the millstone, this Sigma man needs to find a witch to rub against him in order to find the truth of everything!

So the question is, who should we contact?

In terms of 'willingness to cooperate,' Sakura Emma is definitely number one. This pink-haired girl doesn't even need Chang Rong's hints or explicit suggestions; just standing in front of Emma would be an irresistible act of seduction for Sakura Emma. At Chang Rong's command, the pink-haired girl would pounce on her immediately, then hug, rub, lick, and embrace her, and if she couldn't resist, she would even come over and nibble on her lips.

The problem is that my focus is on 'replenishing energy' rather than actually sticking together! If Sakura Emma, ​​who has the magic of 'absorbing stamina', were to do this first thing in the morning, I wouldn't have to do anything else all day. I could just go to my rented apartment, find some middle-aged beer-loving guy, and lie in bed with him all day.

Emma passed, so what about Emma's 'best friend' Hero...? Hehe, don't make Hero laugh.

That wasn't just being affectionate with Hiro; it was more like playing a game of defusing landmines. If you only stayed close for a short time, like just touching her head and running away, she'd most likely grab you, veins bulging on your forehead, and immediately interrogate you about what you were up to, whether you were deliberately picking a fight.

However, if you leave the sticker on for too long and accidentally make Hiro look beautiful, this guy will probably have his sense of justice "denatured," and he'll go back to his "veins-filled" mode, grabbing her and instantly "refining" her, declaring that seducing girls is wrong, and that an idiot like you needs to be severely corrected.

In conclusion, unless she encounters Hiro, the fourteenth candidate witch from the Phantom Hidden Edition, Chang Rong would never consider Nikaido even if she starved to death, died outside, or was lifted up high by Hannah's magic and then jumped off.

Tachibana Sherry... So you're bored with life and want to end it all, huh? Interesting.

Previously, at the moonlit tea party, everyone had managed to restrain Tachibana Sherry, who was on the verge of becoming a slave to XYY, much like the Visored Army had controlled Deaf Ichigo, thus buying themselves a chance to escape (although it was mostly due to internal strife). If they were to go and actively seek out the president at this point, it would feel like their father had just gotten into a fight to protect them in his Maybach, and then they would just scan a shared bike and ride off to find their father – a complete waste.

Uncle Saeki Miria is a decent safe option, although after my skillful manipulation, this card has gradually started to resemble a god-like landmine... but overall it's still quite safe. It's just a pity I've already decided to do something big, and if possible, I'd prefer something more Sigma-like.

It is well known that if a man is too obsessed with pursuing maternal virtues, he will become a nagging, unfilial, and clueless fellow!

What about Hannah Tohno? Unlike her usual feigned strength, in matters of the heart, she pretends to be weak but possesses extraordinary drive... In a way, this kind of person is the most terrifying. Everyone thinks she's the safest, but then she suddenly pulls off something big, and might even manage to completely destroy the whole situation in one fell swoop...

In short, while Miss Hannah may sometimes be unexpectedly endearing, making you want to hug her and soothe her cold body, she is definitely not a safe bet, and certainly not suitable as a long-term 'black coffee' ration supplement.

Nanoha Kurobe – Nanoha is a shy lady who would blush and nod in agreement if you asked her to touch her. Although she has developed feelings for you to the point of wanting to meet your parents, she is actually quite safe because she is too weak and only adopts a defensive stance when pushed to the limit.

But... where are they?! I'm asking you, where are they?! Still grinding those monsters, I'm asking you, where did they go?!

There's no need to consider Zifang; her goal is to revive Sigma's masculine prowess, not to become some kind of scheming, arrogant idiot. If she gets a good beating, she'll go into a magical frenzy and transform into a fiery hot pepper on the spot; if she doesn't get a good beating, she'll pounce on herself and complain about why she wasn't hitting hard enough, or whether her master hasn't eaten... She's troublesome in every way!

Noah Kinosaki, my little darling... Hmm... The child is currently in the most important transitional period for an artist, so I'd better not disturb her for now—at least not until she learns how to distinguish between various substances that can induce drowsiness...

After thinking it over, Chang Rong naturally arrived at the optimal solution to the problem—Ryouya Hasumi!

Ahh, LORD·Rye-sama, no one has a pig nose like you, and no one is easier to rub...! You're the perfect long-term energy replenishment station for this!

That's a happy decision. After breakfast, I'll tell Leia-sama and find a place to take care of my needs!

Chang Rong made up her mind and went to the cafeteria entrance to greet Nikaido Hiro, who had somehow resumed his attendance check. Although this disciplinary committee member had recently been the one leading the way in breaking the rules.

Breakfast was surprisingly quiet, with an eerie balance formed among the witches. Although Emma Hiro sat next to her as always, neither of them made any special moves. Meanwhile, Shirley Tachibana, who looked restless not far away, couldn't find a suitable opportunity to knock the white-haired boy out of the way and drag him away under everyone's watchful eyes.

The only minor incident occurred when, halfway through the meal, Sakura Emma suddenly stood up with a blush on her face and carefully took out a small box, handing it to Chang Rong.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Chang Rong-jun... I ate your treasured pancakes earlier, this is my apology...!"

Everyone immediately turned their attention to Emma Sakura. The pink and white-haired girl opened the box, which contained an apple pie.

"This... is an apple pie I made using the fruit I secretly saved up before, and the ingredients that I asked Nanoha Kaori to secretly send over. Um... I hope Chang Rong-kun can forgive me... Although it's not very good, I really tried my best...!"

Sakura Emma carefully swallowed as she handed the box to Chang Rong, while Hiro, standing beside her, glanced at it and immediately revealed a somewhat disdainful smile.

—Ha, not being modest, but it really does fit the description of 'terrible'. The crust was soggy and mushy, and many parts of the filling were not cooked through. You don't even need to look at the seasoning to know that it was just sour. It's the kind of 'dessert' that you can tell without even tasting it is absolutely garbage.

Do you think you can fool that rabbit whose first instinct is always her stomach with this utterly terrible, food-wasting cooking? Who do you think you are, Emma Sakura?

(P.S. As a high-ranking noblewoman and a versatile warrior of the Yamato Nadeshiko class, Hero is naturally very skilled in cooking. If you disagree, go check the official lore!)