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

"This set of clerical attire emphasizes a cool and stylish look—what do you think, Chang Rong-san?"

Meru on the ice handed Chang Rong the first outfit: a gray cape-like coat with a cross the size of an arm hanging on the chest, accompanied by round glasses that glowed like LED bulbs and two long swords. The latter took the outfit and went into the confessional to change, and soon after, he was dressed—

“There’s a desire to shout ‘AAAMEN’... and an urge to wipe out all inhuman things…” Chang Rong said, striking a pose with an ambiguous cross and pushing up his glowing round glasses.

"I...I am the monster Chang Rong-san was talking about...! Please, please pierce me with those two longswords—" "Isn't this just to satisfy your sadomasochistic fantasies?! Get me the next one!"

Meruru, her eyes sparkling with hearts, begged for a close-up analysis, only to be stopped by Hiro, who was visibly furious. He had sacrificed an entire playthrough to unlock this hidden version of his innocent rabbit, and he couldn't let Hiro ruin his account like this!

The second outfit was completely different in style. Chang Rong was instantly filled out by the outfit, her shoulders became double-door refrigerators, pure white skulls and hanging prayer books hung on both sides of her shoulders, she wore a string of rose beads on her chest, mysterious decorations like an iron crown hung behind her, she also had a huge hammer inlaid with skulls in her hand, and even five gold nails appeared on her forehead.

"Wow... I feel myself being blessed by the gods... It seems to be five completely different, huge gods, each bestowing upon me loyalty, compassion, wisdom, and courage... What does it mean to say 'I'm already powerful enough'?" Chang Rong felt the power and blessings within her body surging, exploding!

"What the hell are those five gods from?! Seriously, your outfit reference book is such a mess, you idiot big-breasted woman!"

Seeing that her older brother was about to be kidnapped to work as a laborer in the biggest cesspool in the universe for thousands of years, Sawatari Coco quickly stripped off his power armor.

Although Chang Rong herself quite liked this outfit, she had to give up on it because Coco seemed to be stressed.

The last set of work clothes looked the most ordinary. It was a standard pure black priest's uniform, with a loose black shawl and a fitted robe. It looked unremarkable, but it contrasted sharply with Chang Rong's white hair.

"Hmm... I feel like the first two sets are slightly better... Huh?"

Chang Rong, who was addicted to cosplay and felt that this 'work outfit' was too plain, walked out of the room. Before he could finish his complaint, he saw that the eyes of the three prospective witches in front of him were flashing with a strange light.

For Chang Rong herself, this outfit was nothing more than a priest's robe that looked like it absorbed heat well, had a strong sense of enclosure, and was otherwise unremarkable.

However, in the eyes of the aspiring witch—

"Ah...this contrast of black and white, the contrast between the serious clothes and the bewildered face, oh my lord...no one is more holy than you, no one is more adorable than you...!" Ice Meluru clasped her hands together in utmost devotion, wishing she could immediately call out to the Great Witch to come out and see God.

"What the hell... wrapped up so tightly and still acting all coy (just checking if it fits), it's like he wants to be ripped open...!" Nikaido Hiro's eyes flashed with increasing killing intent, and he was already trembling with pain.

"Wow, not only is it a rare limited-edition character, but it also comes with an exclusive skin! Now, I have no choice but to spend all my resources on it, Onii-chan..." Hakimi swallowed hard. What he saw in front of him didn't look like a priest who was about to absolve everyone of their sins, but rather like a mochi sausage with a layer of skin on.

"—You bastard, you've been seducing me since the very beginning, you haven't stopped! Isn't that what you call a sin? Yes, it must be a sin, absolutely sinful, watch me crush you, you sinful bastard…!"

"Ughhhhhhh!!??"

The first one to lose control was Nikaido Hiro. Faced with the fake priest who was just standing in front of him breathing, Hiro pounced on him. His scarlet eyes were filled with an overwhelming and pure killing intent, as if he wanted to kill Chang Rong on the spot.

"I've been hesitating and agonizing over whether my 'sneaking out' was appropriate because I was keeping my bottom line... but this guy keeps tempting me again and again... Is this right or wrong? Absolutely not...! Since you've already washed it clean and brought it out for me to eat right out of the bag, does that mean I can just take the food without any restraint?!"

"Calm down, Hiro!?" Chang Rong had even lost the energy to think about what she had done to make Hiro so sullen...

"Waaaaah... I, I, I, I've worked so hard on Witch Island for so long, and the only way I've learned about love and affection is from what everyone says... They all say ignorance is a sin, so please judge and punish me for this sin...! If, if the Holy Child could personally descend and teach me what true love is, that would be even better...!"

Even on the ice, Mei Lulu couldn't hold back any longer. She crept up to Chang Rong, her heavy breathing accompanied by almost frantic pleas, repeatedly asking the boy in front of her what love was.

"Speaking of which, what's the normal way to interact these days...? Is it to drink tea and watch a play in a theater while having a live-action gunfight? Or is it to travel around the world in a hot air balloon? Or, or to throw gloves and duel with pistols...? Yes, right, it's to wait for that engineer called Magpie Bridge to repair the bridge every year, and then shoot down 8 suns before we can embrace the indescribable rabbit under the dark sun, right...? No matter which one it is, I...I...I'm fine with it...Holy Son!"

"What era are you from, you senile old man?! And you've learned all sorts of things, you idiot jellyfish brain!" Ze Du Ke Ke roughly pushed Ice Meluru away, then immediately switched to her gentle catgirl mode, snuggling up to the priest while begging for forgiveness.

"I... I'm the real sinner, Onii-chan... I died in front of someone without thinking, thus becoming his unforgettable, unforgettable white moonlight, and even causing him to become completely infatuated with me. I'm such a sinful Kimi..."

"Come on, at least one at a time...!"

I've never heard of confessions happening in groups before. Chang Rong is currently being pinned against the wall by Hiro, having her breasts rubbed against Coco, and having her pants pulled down by Meruru. Those in the know understand that this is clergy performing a ritual to exorcise witches. Those who don't might think it's a clerical ritual to exorcise witches.

"Waaaaah! Oh no—Arisa-chan has blown up the kitchen again... Wait, why did I say again?"

Before the situation could spiral completely out of control, Emma Sakura's panicked voice interrupted the impending silver party. Hiro, who had originally planned to have a Western meal since he was already there, snapped out of his daze and reluctantly had to temporarily stop purifying the impurities clinging to the priest.

After all, even the most repressed Yamato Nadeshiko wouldn't throw a party next to a nuclear reactor that's about to melt down.

"Ugh... This is... this is not what I originally imagined in terms of work environment and job content..."

Having survived the ordeal, Chang Rong is now beginning to wonder if she has accidentally chosen an extraordinary job.

Volume 1: Chapter 158. Ma Tou Arrives

After lunch, Chang Rong returned to the makeshift confessional room, which had only been set up recently. After hesitating for a long time, she ultimately decided not to put on the work clothes.

I don't know what's wrong with this outfit. It looks ordinary, but it can make some people completely succumb to their desires after seeing it... Is it really the fashion sense of the high-ranking witch Meruru?

Although this room sometimes made Chang Rong feel inexplicably awkward, it mostly gave him a sense of security, as if he was already familiar with resting in this room.

"Hmm... but then again, thinking about it now, this kind of decision made on a whim is actually a bit embarrassing..."

Chang Rong sat on the inside of the cubicle, resting her chin on her hands in thought.

Putting aside whether Hiro and the others have mixed up the functions of the church and the brothel, even if it is a proper confession, do I really have the right to listen and help?

Although I felt a strange sense of déjà vu when I looked at Meruru, and then I naturally felt that I had a close relationship with Meruru and was probably a priest, I always felt... thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is not the case at all.

Can one truly help others find peace rather than be helped to find peace? Leaving aside whether one has the relevant business license and qualifications, Chang Rong hadn't even figured out her own intentions at that moment before she even began helping others find peace.

Although he is now Coco and Hiro's 'fiancé', ... but he seems to have no self-awareness at all!

Normally, a married man like himself should be seriously restrained and say no to the mysterious, infatuated woman. But... it's more accurate to say that he simply doesn't have the awareness or understanding that he's about to get married... He always felt that Hakimi was just a nobody, nothing more, and as for Hiro, he was just a trophy thief...? No one could give him that profound sense of "I'm already a family hero."

I'm not innocent at all... Could it be that I'm really some kind of lewd, sadistic, emotionless pure carnal fanatic...?

Boom!

As Chang Rong was deeply troubled by her emotional experiences, a muffled thud suddenly came from the doorway, as if someone had entered the other side of the small cubicle, the confessional cubicle used to pour out one's inner turmoil and anguish.

"Well, this room isn't officially in use yet, but if you have anything you want to say, I'm happy to listen, although I might not be able to offer any useful advice..."

There was no response from the next room.

"Well, we don't really need to talk about anything too profound. We can just talk about anything, like... like whether Whitebeard could beat Akainu or something?"

It seems I used this phrase to liven up the atmosphere before, but don't ask how I did it.

"—"

However, the other party remained silent, and no matter how Chang Rong tried to start a conversation, it was to no avail.

Is it possible that before even opening for business, they've already encountered troublemakers like the 'Kuroi Rinzaki-ji'? Or has something like a 'confessional locked-room murder' suddenly happened...?

Normally, Chang Rong shouldn't have gone over there, but worried about something going wrong, she had no choice but to open the cubicle door, and then—

"—"

The 2-meter-tall 'headband guard' awkwardly squeezed himself into the small house, his mask staring motionlessly at Chang Rong, which at first glance even seemed a little cute.

"Huh?!"

The first guest should be Hiro, since he looks like he's had a lot of cardamom (?).

It would be normal if it were Meruru, since she always looks like she's begging for judgment.

It's very likely that it's Kurobe Nanoka; she seems like a girl with a lot of stories to tell.

What does it mean that 'the first person to enter was the guard'?

"..." "——"

brake!!

After a brief and awkward eye contact, the guard with the hairband suddenly rushed out of the room, preparing to leave the confessional.

"Wait a moment!"

Chang Rong instinctively called out to the guard who was trying to escape.

"..." The guard stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at the white-haired boy with some caution.

"Um... Hiro told me that you seem to be the 'onee-sama' that Nanoha Kaori is looking for, right?"

"..." Faced with the question, the guard neither nodded nor shook his head, but even so Chang Rong still believed that the 'remains' in front of him were beings with human minds.

"Big sister, who do you want to repent to? Is it Nanoha Kaori? For failing to be there for her?"

"..." The guard nodded slightly this time, but immediately shook his head again, as if to say that he had indeed broken his promise to Nanoha Kaori, but it was not something he wanted to repent for.

"Hmm, is this Miss Meruru?"

"—!"

Although my older sister suddenly slapped her head hard, it seemed she was simply complaining about her boss's dementia and the conflicting functions of his left and right hemispheres...

Is it Hero?

"——~"

"Uh, what's with this weird sense of superiority and pride that says 'I can take down those kinds of trash with one slash'..."

Chang Rong wiped her forehead, feeling that in front of the headband guard, that is, her sister, Xi Luo had become a kind of unit of measurement.

"So, is it me...?"

Chang Erjiu Qi Liuyi Sanyu F Liu Rong tentatively pointed to herself, but this time the headband guard neither nodded nor shook its head. Instead, it lowered its head, and anyone could see that it was expressing emotions called 'regret' and sadness.

"Although I don't know what happened between me and you, my dear sister, I forgive your sins."

"...!"

Chang Rong smiled at the guard, then stepped forward and made the same gesture as the blue-haired little girl raising her hand in the meme.

The headband guard was initially stunned, but it immediately realized what Chang Rong was planning to do, so it quickly bent down and squatted in front of Chang Rong, waiting for the boy to bestow his favor of petting its hair.

"Let bygones be bygones. We'll definitely find a way to help you. Remember to apologize to your sister in person when the time comes—wait, right?"

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!

Chang Rong suddenly realized that after she placed her hand on the guard's head, the guard started making terrible splattering sounds, like butter melting and evaporating.

"Waaaaah! What's going on?! Wait, wait a minute—let me let go! I don't understand what's happening, but this sound is definitely ominous!"

Chang Rong struggled desperately to pull her hand back, but the guard with the hairband held on tightly, wanting to rub her a few more times.

Great Witch, look at the Meruru you brought out! Meruru, look at the guards you brought out! Is this normal?!

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"I have a feeling... this job is much more difficult than I originally imagined..."

Inside the room, Chang Rong leaned against the wall of the small cubicle, her face burning to ashes.

Originally, Chang Rong only wanted to use his abilities to relieve the pressure on everyone, but on the first day, he almost got overtaken and almost physically exorcised the guest... This made Chang Rong realize that the path he had chosen was not as pleasant and simple as he had imagined.

It's more like the fact that I can even receive wreckage is already incredible. What if next, some warden, a simple spear, a magic lance, a landmine, or a water monkey senior come to repent...?

Boom!