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

The thought of going back to rest and having to sit next to Emma Sakura made Hiro's forehead throb.

—Why not just move in here...? No, no, no, what am I thinking? Negotiating a room swap with Hosho Mag's roommate, Kurobe Nanoha, or finding a way to move to Hyogoro Meruru's original single room would be much more feasible than that thought.

"I think this place is great, so great that I wonder if it might make others jealous and become the fuse for the next murder..."

To be honest, this room is unsuitable as either a study or a bedroom, but it just so happens to have a look that's perfect for a locked-room murder...

"Anyway, thank you very much, Nikaido-kun."

After glancing around briefly, Chang Rong nodded and smiled at Xi Luo, thanking him.

"...Since you are also on this prison island, it is my duty to take good care of you."

"Could you also get me a PS5 console? The Pro version, with an Elite controller, preferably a 2B collaboration themed one. Oh, and go cook me a dish—guwa!!"

"Don't push your luck! In short, you are not allowed to go out in any form between 10 p.m. and 6 a.m. Remember to come to the canteen for breakfast after 6 a.m. Tell the warden that your change of clothes and bedding will be delivered later. Stay in there obediently and don't think about causing trouble, understand?"

"I know, I know, I know..." Chang Rong was being pulled and shaken by Xi Luo's shoulders.

After making sure the boy who had appeared out of nowhere was settled, Hiro turned to return to his cell, but then stopped as if he remembered something.

"Also, regarding today's witch trial—"

"I'm so sorry, I'll definitely control myself next time. I don't know why my computer suddenly crashed back then, but it won't happen again."

"No, what I wanted to say was... thank you."

After hesitating for a moment, Hiro decided to turn around and face Chang Rong.

“You allowed Baosheng Mag to leave as a ‘human,’ instead of being imprisoned and tortured forever in the absolutely wrong form of a ‘witch.’”

Witches are immortal, twisted, evil, and must be destroyed.

That can be said to be the absolute opposite of Nikaido Hiro's existence.

"If...if one day I become a witch—"

"Will not"

Chang Rong interrupted Xi Luo directly. The black-haired girl stared blankly at the white-haired boy, whose expression was extremely firm.

"You won't become a witch, Nikaido-kun, nobody will, absolutely not."

Such a confident tone even made Hero, who rarely believed what others said, want to try to believe it.

"Furthermore, even before you became a witch, I couldn't beat you, Er Yi Jie Tang. If you did become a witch, what are you waiting for? I'd give you my life! Aaaaaah!!!"

"You idiot rabbit...!"

Whenever Hiro tried to show Chang Rong more respect, this guy would say something nonsensical.

…………

……

"Wow, after relaxing, I suddenly felt sleepy."

After seeing off the black-and-red plague god and being scared half to death by the person who 'came to deliver a change of clothes and bedding,' Chang Rong was finally able to lie on the sofa and get a proper rest.

When Chang Rong opened the door and saw the 'guard' standing at the door holding a stack of quilts and clothes, she thought it was the Horse Head and Ox Face coming to take her away.

Fortunately, the guard simply put the things on the sofa, stared at me for a few seconds, and then left.

After locking the door, making the bed, changing into loose pajamas, and charging her phone, Chang Rong crawled into her warm bed without saying a word, ready to drift off to sleep.

So many things happened that day!

—The birth of the old popsicle, the witch, the sewing machine, the witch's trial, Hero, Emma, ​​Baosheng Mag, Noah, the guard...

Everything I am experiencing right now is something I never knew in my past life.

—Never-before-seen architecture, never-before-seen beautiful girls, never-before-seen...corpses, never-before-seen executions, never-before-heard sounds like someone picking a lock.

——…

--Um?

Click click click—

Indeed, the sound of the mechanical lock being fiddled with came from the study door that I had locked myself.

Someone, an intruder? Someone who has become a witch? Another mastermind behind the scenes?

Countless images flashed through Chang Rong's mind in a chaotic rush, but she remained remarkably calm and began to act.

Quietly get out of bed and go around to the blind spot to the side of the gate.

Click!

With a crisp snapping sound, the study door was pushed open. Almost simultaneously, Chang Rong lunged at the intruder.

Pfft! ! !

"Ugh—!?"

After a short cry, Chang Rong and the intruder crashed solidly to the ground.

"Don't move! What are you trying to do—wait, what?"

Chang Rong straddled the intruder, feigning ferocity, but halfway through her sentence, she recognized the 'intruder' she was currently riding on, illuminated by the light from outside the door:

The mysterious female sniper, Nanoha Kurobe.

Volume 1: Chapter 23. Even I, a mere dummy in a knife fight room, am laughing at this, seeing someone just throwing a spear at me like that.

Looking back on Liu Changrong's life experience so far, there are many things he has never encountered before and has no idea how to deal with.

For example, what should you do if you run into the principal while skipping morning exercises to go to the toilet? Or what should you do if you're labeled as mentally challenged and your own "Miracle Walker" is still grinding on his mother's phone? Or what should you do if you've recognized a bunch of mothers but still can't keep up with the energy expenditure from blocking the bridge?

For example, what should you say next if you're riding on top of a cute black-haired girl with twin tails and groping her breasts?

"Kuro, Kurobe-kun...?"

Chang Rong, who had initially thought it was some evil intruder, was clearly taken aback when he saw that the thief who had broken in was actually Kurobe Nanoha, one of the prospective witches.

What is she doing here? Is she planning to kill me? Shouldn't this be grounds duty? How did she escape from her cell? Why can she pick locks? The soft, yielding feeling on my right hand...is that...touching something? Is this what a beautiful girl's...touching feels like? It didn't feel like this when I touched Galagueru! Back then, the feel was more like an IPS 2K 170Hz LCD monitor—

Although it was known that this body was much more intelligent than the original Chang Rong, it still couldn't withstand the DDOS brain attack from the waste parasitic host.

You've probably all heard the famous words of Isshin Ashina, the legendary swordsman from Ashina: "This is my poor grandson's last wish" (?).

"you……!"

"Whoa!?"

Kurobe Nanoha caught the opening in Chang Liurong's brain overload and immediately used her strength to shake him off. Then, she performed an extremely cool tactical roll to create distance, took the long gun from her back and aimed it at Chang Liurong. The movements were all done in one smooth and decisive motion.

Anyone who sees Nanoha Kaori's actions will probably believe that her claim during the trial that she could tie a rope and swing into the cell to stab Meruru to death was not an exaggeration.

In an instant, the balance of power shifted. Kurobe Nanoha aimed her spear directly at the white-haired boy in front of her, declaring herself the ultimate winner in this brief battle of wits.

"Don't move!"

"Well……"

The terrifying memories from the reception room overlapped with the present moment, but this time there wouldn't be a pink-haired puppy-like girl protecting him.

Chang Rong was now too exhausted to even play pranks or say strange things. He could only obediently adopt the posture of praising the sun and cautiously and nervously observe the uninvited guest in front of him.

"Kurobe-kun, there might have been some misunderstandings between us before, but—"

"You don't need to explain, and I don't need your explanation."

Nanoha Kurobe coldly interrupted Chang Rong, but judging from the lingering heat on her cheek, what she had just touched was definitely not a gaming monitor.

—Not even a chance to explain?! Oh no, this guy is serious… Damn it, was I too complacent?

These prospective witches are all beautiful girls with different attributes and hair colors that are impossible to see in reality, but they are also terrifying beings who can be 'witch-ified' at any time and become killers.

Chang Rong didn't believe, or rather, didn't want to believe, that these girls would become murderers. Even though the con artist girl had already done so, Chang Rong still held onto hope, hoping that she would have another chance to return to the cheesy, youthful romance story of the protagonist, Gala Gemu.

However, the reality was that he was being held at gunpoint by Kurobe Nanoha, a girl who had been clearly hostile to him from the very beginning.

Damn it, all I wanted was to be a good person and date a cute girl, and now a good person is being threatened with a gun?!

Chang Rong was furious at this thought, and in a fit of rage, she snapped.

—A direct confrontation is definitely out of the question. A gun is faster from seven paces away, and faster and more accurate within seven paces. How about I turn around and gamble that the opponent is Niko?

...Seriously, it's currently the 0-day curfew. The fact that the Black A Department is here already violates the rules. Can you think of a way to attract the 'guards' over?

"Don't do anything unnecessary, turn around and face the wall."

"..."

It seemed like he was doomed. Chang Rong could only turn around and press himself against the wall, awaiting judgment from Kurobe Nanoha.

—Is this a branching route into a Bad Ending? Damn it, I always feel like there's something really important I haven't been able to do yet... It's so itchy, if I had known this would happen, I should have rubbed Hiro more and watched her get all worked up... It's so itchy, wait, what's going on?!

The itching sensation doesn't seem to be an illusion; in fact, it's getting worse.

Is this female sniper, uh... is she touching me?

The conclusion was so absurd that even Chang Rong himself didn't quite believe it.

"Um... Kurobe-kun... what are you doing?"

Although she was asked to remain silent, the unusual situation still prompted Chang Rong to ask questions.

"No, no—I can't see it, no...turn around."

"what?"

Before Chang Rong could figure out what was going on, Kurobe Nanoha Kaori flipped the white-haired boy in front of her over and then reached out her right hand to pinch and rub Chang Rong's cheek.

"...What does this mean? Pfft, meow, rubbish—"

With the long glove that was originally on her right hand still in her mouth, Kurobe Nanoha remained silent, but instead groped Chang Rong's face, kneading it like dough.

Seemingly not satisfied with just one hand, Naoya Kaori unwrapped the bandage around her left wrist and began to grope Chang Rong with both hands, her touches becoming increasingly 'aggressive'.

"Wait—that place won't work—oh no!?"

—What the hell?! This guy broke into my house with a weapon in the middle of the night and violently threatened me, and in the end he just wanted to show off his repression and start a fight with me?!

This is a top-tier intellectual battle that even Holmes, Dora the Conqueror, and Zhongli couldn't deduce together.