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

Nikaido Hiro was initially taken aback. Aside from Noah's painting, Emma's act of "giving gifts" was arguably the first among the prospective witches to do so, and yet this is how it turned out.

however--

"Okay, delicious... really delicious, Emma! Indeed, the best seasoning for dessert is this pure heart! You've done your best, it's really great. How about we work together to make this apple pie even more perfect next time?"

"Hehehe... Okay, okay, Chang Rong-jun..."

—Sakuraba…Emma!!

Nikaido Hiro stared wide-eyed at the scene of Chang Rong's face instantly lighting up with joy after eating the apple pie, as he stroked Sakura Emma's head and promised to bake with her personally in the future.

This scene is wrong! What's so great about that 'apple pie' that would make Exusiai explode and die instantly? Please tell me!

"Ahem, you silly rabbit—I don't know much about Western desserts either." Nikaido Hiro coughed twice and winked at Chang Rong.

"Really? Why are you telling me this?" Chang Rong asked, looking confused.

"You idiot rabbit—!!"

"Huh!?" Chang Rong still looked confused.

In short, the peaceful breakfast time ended with Yamato Nadeshiko's daily bout of irritation.

After breakfast, Chang Rong cautiously tiptoed around, making sure no strange people were following her, before heading to the inside of the cluttered storage room. She pushed aside various boards and found the hidden door.

Pushing open the hidden door, a sunroom tucked away at the back of the castle, a place where almost no one would venture, came into view.

Along with the blooming flowers, and the sunlight streaming in, what also catches the eye is—

"Hey, my fan. Choosing to date your idol in a place like this, you're really bold! How about it, will this heart-stopping moment become a memorable chapter in your life?"

"...Or rather, I'm experiencing a bit of a revolving door of thoughts right now."

—And then there's the golden-haired idol, carefully holding a rose in his mouth, standing between two rows of flowerpots, striking an overly glamorous, even pretentious, pose.

Honestly, the first thing I saw when I opened the door was Rhea-sama striking that weird pose... Was she listening intently the whole time, striking a pose the moment she heard a strange sound?

Rhea Hasumi's entrance was already quite comical, but the image of her intently listening, and immediately getting up to strike a pose with a rose at the slightest sound, made it even more comical...

"Hehe, no need for your heart rate to be so fast so early, my top fan. I'll make it even harder for you to breathe in a bit!"

Ryota Hasumi didn't catch Chang Rong's sarcasm and laughed with satisfaction, indicating that there were still experts out there.

—As long as it doesn't make it harder for me to breathe than that guy Hiro's chokehold.

"But speaking of which... wow, this place is really amazing! I've seen it a few times when I was exploring the castle before, but because it was so inconvenient to get to, I never really investigated it. I never expected that it would be such a hidden paradise inside!"

Hasumi Ryoya reached out and gently stroked the flowers on both sides, then gestured towards the glass roof as if to shield it from the sun.

"Yes, the flowers here seem to be under some kind of magic spell; they're always in full bloom no matter when you visit."

Chang Rong also looked at the two sides of the sunroom. These flowers seemed to be 'veterans' like herself, having witnessed the end of many aspiring witches in this deserted sunroom.

"Flowers are beautiful but will eventually fade, but the magic here keeps them blooming forever... Hehe, as an idol, I also hope to always greet my fans with the most dazzling appearance—by the way, was there a lock on this door?"

Ryota Hasumi noticed that the main gate connecting the sunroom to the outer rear of the castle had been locked at some point.

"This... uh, maybe the warden added the 'perjury' label."

Actually, it's Sakura Emma.

Ever since the pink-and-white-haired girl made this place her love nest with Chang Rong, she immediately got a lock from somewhere and locked the main gate that originally connected to the back of the castle. Now, the only way to enter the sunroom is through the hidden wall in the storeroom.

"So, Rhea-sama—oh no, is she already lying down?!"

Chang Rong was originally trying to figure out how to express her need for a "touch," but before she knew it, the golden retriever idol who had just been saying "I'll make it hard for you to breathe" had already taken the initiative to lie on the recliner, looking at her with incredibly expectant eyes while wagging his non-existent tail and continuing to chew on her mysterious rose.

"But... this is good too, at least we don't have to rack our brains to make up excuses."

Chang Rong sighed, then walked to the side of Renmi Ryoya and put her legs together. The next second, the blonde idol immediately rested her head on her knees, while constantly shaking her hair, sending Chang Rong the "please touch me" signal.

"Being able to touch our idol so closely is a real treat for fans, Chang Rong... you're an Only Fan!"

"...Perhaps you shouldn't speak for now, Rhea-sama?"

Does this guy even know what he's saying...? I mean, why don't you really learn from An An and become a quiet, emotionless, and aloof beauty? You'd probably be a viral sensation and top the martial arts dojo by now.

Although he was internally complaining, Chang Rong didn't sit idle. He removed the Divine Rose and used the 'adult techniques' he had stolen from Uncle Milia, combined with his invincible head-patting skills. Soon, both of them showed expressions of enjoyment.

One person gets to enjoy touching, while the other is touched and enjoys it; each gets what they need and both become wealthy.

"That's incredible... Chang Rong."

Rei Aya Hasumi, lying on her lap as a pillow, whispered something while displaying an expression of utter comfort and ease.

"What's wrong, Rhea-sama?"

"I was actually... a bit anxious before. The thought of possibly being trapped here forever, the thought of never being able to perform on stage again, the thought of never seeing my mother again, made me incredibly irritable, and I even wanted to vent this restlessness—"

Hasumi Ryoya shifted her body, changing from a side-lying position to a supine one. Her golden eyes, like golden pupils, looked at Chang Rong, and a slightly silly smile still lingered on her lips.

"But when I think of Chang Rong, you're here with me, I suddenly stop feeling irritable! I even feel that having you as an audience is enough—of course, the more audience the better."

Hasumi Ryoga smiled, then gave a thoughtful look.

"But how do I turn everyone into my fans? How about I try creating a series for each of them? For example, I could cast Heero as Bloodseeker, Arisa as Flame Fist, Sherry as the Hulk, and Hannah as a slum millionaire—hmm!?"

"Léa-sama, just focus on acting, and remember not to add any more scenes for yourself. I'm serious."

Chang Rong poked the tip of Renmi Ryoya's nose and said helplessly, "If this girl really organizes this kind of tour, it'll probably turn into a mass-production witch assembly line, so efficient that even the supervisor can't handle it all."

"Seriously, a proper fan shouldn't question or attack their idol's enthusiasm!" Hasumi Ryota complained loudly. Why wasn't her cheap top fan at all enthusiastic? She was clearly the loudest one singing during performances...

“However… we can’t be content with the status quo, right Chang Rong? We have to leave here.”

Hasumi Ryoya shook her head and said to the white-haired boy in front of her.

“That’s right, Rhea-sama. No matter how beautiful the scenery here is, it doesn’t belong to us. No matter how happy and fulfilling life here is, it’s still just a facade. Most importantly… some people have already lost the right to be happy. For the sake of these people, we absolutely cannot stay where we are.”

Chang Rong responded with a smile, her tone sounding very serious and firm.

Seeing the boy's awareness and the destiny he carried that were beyond his years, Ryota Hasumi also made up her mind.

"I understand, Chang Rong—I will definitely protect you! I absolutely won't let you die before we can get everyone out of here! Of course, I'll protect everyone else too~"

"That line should sound really cool... but don't use words like 'gaba die' or 'casually' that would definitely cause a stir if they were heard, Rhea-sama!"

Does this girl even have any self-awareness as an idol?! I feel like if I hang out with Hasumi Ryoua, I'll probably be forced to become a producer in less than a month…

"Huh!? Is that so?!"

Hasumi Ryoya looked surprised. It was clear that the child wasn't malicious; she simply hadn't been provoked before.

The sunroom was filled with a cheerful atmosphere for a moment, followed by a period of tranquility. However, this tranquility did not feel awkward; on the contrary, it was more reassuring and pleasant than the one in the flower field.

It was a beautiful tranquility that made Ryota Hasumi wish this moment could last forever.

"—Chang Rong"

Looking at the white-haired boy gently stroking her, just like her mother had always been, unconditionally accepting her every whim and fulfilling her every request, and always accompanying her willful behavior, Renmi Ryouya's eyes became somewhat dazed, and her right hand unconsciously slowly reached towards Chang Rong's cheek.

"Even just for this moment, Chang Rong, could you... please see me not as an idol, but simply as a 'woman'...?"

"Hmm—Rei, Rei-sama...?"

Ryota Hasumi gently stroked Chang Rong's cheek with her right black leather glove, and her breathing gradually became less steady and slower.

The lap pillow that she had been enjoying so much now seemed less tempting. What the blonde idol wanted to do now was to get up, to hold the boy's cheeks, and to give him the 'kiss' she had never given before.

"Wait, wait a minute, Rhea-sama, what are you doing—"

Faced with Ryota Hasumi's sudden offensive, Chang Rong's brain went blank for a moment. The golden retriever who had always considered himself a good buddy and brother seemed to want to... change the nature of their brotherhood at this moment.

"It's just, just a rehearsal, nothing more—"

Hasumi Ryoya closed her eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and suddenly kissed him.

It didn't have the gentle touch I had imagined, nor was it as amazing as described in the movies. It just seemed to make my heart race, nothing more.

This experience was anything but 'fun,' let alone 'comfortable.' It was just ordinary physical contact—but for some reason, I didn't want to let go of his hand or move my lips away.

"Um-"

Chang Rong's face turned completely red, and she was so stunned that her brain overheated and completely shut down.

He himself was... he himself was kissed by his good brother, good buddy, cheap idol, Black Coffee?

I just wanted to find the safest charging station to charge my phone, but I ended up getting kissed by the charging station?

Is this right? This isn't right... Is it really right?

"Boom!!!"

"Hmm!?" "Whoa!"

The two, who were stuck together while modeling, were startled by the strange noise that suddenly came from them. Ryota Hasumi, who was still in a half-knee-rest position, accidentally fell off the recliner.

"Kuro, Kurobe...?"

After the golden retriever that had suddenly killed its master moved aside, Chang Rong saw the source of the muffled sound—it was Kurobe Nanoha Kaori, who was standing outside the locked glass door with her head full of black lines and her whole head pressed against the door. She was passing by the sunroom door for some reason.

"Ugh...!? Na, Nanoha Kaoru!?"

Hasumi Ryoya was also startled and quickly got up to look at the locked front door of the sunroom.

"Boom boom boom——"

After elbowing the door a few times and finding it ineffective, Kurobe Nanoha clenched her fist, then stood there in deep thought for a moment—[Part 2 Qi IX] 1 (Three u I) Yagayagi then shakily pulled out the magic spear from her back.

"Waaaaah!?!" "Ughhhhhh!?"

The two people inside the sunroom screamed simultaneously.

"Although I don't know what happened, it's obvious that Kurobe saw what just happened and misunderstood it!!" Chang Rong pointed at Kurobe Nanoha Kaori at the door and shouted at Hasumi Ryoya.

"No, no, no, Chang Rong! You're wrong. It's not a misunderstanding, it's my true feelings!" Renmi Ryoya puffed out her chest, and although she was a little shy, she still announced with a proud look on her face.

"Even if you're going to express your true feelings, at least pick a better time!? Anyway, what we need to do now is explain things clearly—Waaaa, Kurobe's starting to pull the plug!"

I was just having a Starbucks coffee, why did I not only get kissed by Starbucks, but also caught red-handed by the regular customer, the Overlord Tea Girl?! What is this, some kind of mysterious bad ending subplot?!

Seeing that Kurobe Nanoha was about to raise her gun and kill the two bastards with one shot, Chang Rong desperately overclocked her brain.

"—Right, use the eye control technique, Rhea! You control Nanoha Kaori first, I'm going to go and explain (the false testimony) to her!"

"Huh? Oh, okay, sure!"