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

Just as Chang Rong was pondering what to do next, another sound came from the next cubicle, followed by the sound of someone sitting in a chair.

"Is it open for business yet?" Fortunately, this time a girl's voice came from the other side of the booth, and the voice sounded very familiar.

"The warden said we're still missing a recording device that can alter the sound—though I never intended to make it that professional in the first place, I just feel a little awkward about it..."

Chang Rong awkwardly rubbed her hair and straightened her posture. Although she hadn't actually planned to become a priest like Meruru, since she had already come to his door, she had to take it seriously.

"What are you embarrassed about? Do you doubt your own ability? Or do you simply not know how to tolerate and swallow the sins of others?" The voice from the cubicle—Hiro asked in his usual somewhat aggressive but considerate tone.

"Hmm... I'm just wondering if I haven't sorted out my own feelings... Anyway, is there anything you want to talk about?"

Chang Rong coughed twice, pondering whether to run away or submit if the mysterious, anonymous girl next door suddenly went crazy. He then asked the mysterious girl what troubles she had.

"Hmm, let me think... Ah, there is. Actually—I've been struggling with whether my 'rewinding' ability is really rewinding, or if it could be some other ability. Every time this ability rewinds, it actually means that I've abandoned everyone and escaped to another world on my own?"

“…Although I don’t quite understand the specific principles, I think this kind of thinking is wrong. Because this is not about escaping, but about having the courage to change everything.” Chang Rong thought for a moment and responded softly.

"Oh dear, do you think this is courage?"

“That’s right. You didn’t do this because you wanted to escape, but because you wanted to ‘save’ something. In that case, there’s no need to feel conflicted or regretful. No one will blame you for your actions. Just keep going on the right path.” Although she knew the other person couldn’t see her expression, Chang Rong still responded with a smile.

"Hmm, interesting... I didn't expect you to be so optimistic... So, the next topic of confession—I feel like I've been toying with the feelings of the people I love most all along." Hiro's voice came again.

"……play?"

"Although I used the ability to rewind to go back to the past and leave my mark on the person I love, can this method really be called 'correct'? Rather, I have gradually realized that the feelings he showed me could not be called love at all. It was just an almost instinctive grasping of a hand outstretched in front of him when he was confused, helpless and isolated."

Hiro's voice trembled, as if he were terrified of this feigned, crumbling 'emotion'.

That's not how it works.

"Hmm...?" Chang Rong's response was so decisive and resolute that Hiro couldn't help but make a confused sound.

"Although I don't know the specifics, this feeling is at least real, and it will be cherished by both of them; it's what we call 'love'."

-

After hearing these words, the confessional fell into an abrupt silence.

"—Where's the scammer?"

After a brief silence, 'Hiro's' voice became somewhat distorted. A hurried push came from the next room, and then the door in front of Chang Rong was opened, revealing 'Hosho Mag,' a black-haired, purple-eyed girl wearing a black and white mesh kimono with purple and black butterfly patterns and a top hat.

“…Marge, although I may not be a proper clergyman, even I know that confessionals do not allow direct encounters between each other.”

Chang Rong looked at Bao Shengma and said with a hint of helplessness.

"Oh my, not at all surprising. Have you already guessed who I am, little rabbit?" Baosheng Mag raised his palm, put it to his mouth, and asked with a playful smile.

"【Little Rabbit】...? Anyway, since I knew the person who came wasn't Hiro, I quickly deduced from the voice that only someone with the 【Voice Control】 magic could do this. Simple logical reasoning, right?"

Chang Rong frowned at the nickname Mag had given her, and explained it to him.

"Looks like you've got the makings of a con artist, little bunny~ And... if you say your feelings are 'genuine,' then why are you pretending? I clearly saw that the expression on your face when you were talking about your 'childhood sweetheart' and 'sister' wasn't the look of someone truly in love~"

Baosheng Mag's tone was full of teasing, and although it sounded like a joke, it hid a hint of questioning.

"Yes, why bother with disguises?"

"Hehe... You can't answer questions with questions, little bunny. That's a serious disqualification for a con artist."

“No, what I want to say is, why do you think I’m faking it, Mag? Although I haven’t regained my memories yet, my desire to help everyone is real, and my feelings for Shiro and Coco are real. So why would I pretend?” Chang Rong countered Bao Sheng Mag. Although his tone was calm, humble, and polite, he had unknowingly reversed his role as the one leading the conversation.

"Because the way you reacted when you were with them wasn't how a couple in love should behave... Heh, I know what 'love' is, and your overly hesitant and conflicted attitude definitely isn't it—"

"Well... that's because I feel I'm not yet worthy of accepting Hiro and Coco's love... Although I have no memory of it, I vaguely realize that Hiro and Coco might not really be my childhood friends and sisters as they claim to be."

"If that's the case, then—"

"But so what! I don't care!"

"Huh...?" Baosheng Mag was interrupted by Chang Rong's words and was stunned for a moment.

"Their feelings are real, so I don't care how they express them. Besides, I can still remember them; I am a genuine Sigma man! So I can't accept love without a reason. Before I regain my memories, I must at least strive to become someone worthy of this affection!"

"Also, uh... I'm a little worried that Hiro might not be able to hold back and might do something to me in front of everyone..."

In the first half, Chang Rong spoke boldly, accepting their love but claiming she couldn't enjoy it unconditionally; she needed to become worthy of it. In the second half, she was terrified by Hirona's murderous intent, which teetered between desire and morality, and thus backed down. Of course, if Chang Rong were to truly discover her full power, the balance of power would likely shift again.

"Oh my... this is really..." Upon hearing the boy's response, Baosheng Mag's noble purple eyes widened involuntarily.

She initially thought Chang Rong was resisting this 'love' shrouded in lies and betrayal, but in reality, he had long been aware of the abnormality of this 'love'. However, he didn't care about those minor details; his only concern was how he could become a worthy match for him and how he could avoid being misled into becoming a fan.

This boy might not be quite what I initially expected...

"Now that I've finished talking about my business—Marge, what are you avoiding or resisting now? Since you're already here, tell me, and I'll try my best to help you! Uh, speaking of which, we should avoid facing each other directly in this kind of situation, so I'll just close my eyes—"

As Chang Rong was speaking, she suddenly covered her eyes with both hands and sat down like someone who had to go into the sex industry to make a living and was caught on camera, reacting instinctively.

Looking at the boy in front of her, Baosheng Mag stared wide-eyed. She, who always appeared to be in complete control, rarely showed a somewhat embarrassed and wavering expression.

He was different from what he had expected, and his views on 'love' were also different.

This just... it makes me even more curious.

"Come on, I'm all ready. Marge, whatever you say or do, I'll—uh!?"

A cool touch suddenly came from his lips. When he realized what this touch meant, Chang Rong quickly moved his hands away and opened his eyes, but all he saw was Bao Sheng Ma Ge standing in front of him, with his usual mysterious and seductive smile.

It seemed as if nothing had happened just a moment ago.

"Looks like even I have my moments of slight mishap~ Everything that happens in the confessional is kept secret from each other, right?"

Baosheng Mag smiled and leaned close to Chang Rong's face, exhaling hot breath as he spoke in a teasing tone.

"Well……"

Looking at Baosheng Mag's smiling expression, Chang Rong didn't even know how to ask. She could only look away and nod to indicate that she was right, while keeping what had just happened to herself and trying to convince herself that 'maybe it was just her imagination'.

This is not the world of Galaga, where no one will kiss you within five sentences in the confessional. You need to realize that, Chang Rong.

“But I’m really curious, little rabbit. How did you figure out I’m not Hiro? Is her awareness more profound? Are her values ​​more steadfast?” Baosheng Mag asked, licking his lips.

Although she wouldn't actively ask Chang Rong what his views on 'love' really were, as a con artist herself, she was still very curious about where she had gone wrong, which was why this novice priest had seen through her trick so quickly.

"This... uh..."

"Hehe, that's true. If it were me, I wouldn't easily tell others about this kind of thing either. Instead, I would enjoy the delicious expressions of the person who was exposed screaming, scratching, and completely baffled."

Baosheng Mag said with a smile, but the ease in her tone was gradually replaced by a hint of sullenness.

—Although I look like an innocent and harmless creature, I do have my own little quirky sense of humor. You must be enjoying my confused and clueless expression right now, little bunny.

I wasn't planning on putting too much effort into you, but it seems... you really are a pretty good playmate.

Let's tease them a little more—after all, neither Hiro nor Zetsu Coco are actually any different in terms of progress from the other prospective witches, right?

What kind of amusing expressions will they make when they suddenly discover that their supposedly carefully protected trophies have been played with and are now tattered and worn out? Just thinking about it is hilarious... Oh dear, I'm such a bad guy, I'll have to come here to repent more often now...

Baosheng Mag once again revealed that somewhat dangerous, somewhat cunning smile on his face, and at the same time, the look in his eyes as he looked at the white-haired boy in front of him was even more 'dangerous' than when he had just entered the confessional.

Da da da da da!

—Hmm? That footsteps must be Hero's. It's not the right time to face him directly; let's avoid him for a bit.

Baosheng Mag, who is extremely sensitive to sound, immediately recognized the owner of the footsteps not far away. She smiled at Chang Rong and quickly left the room.

Not long after, Nikaido Hiro rushed out of the corridor.

"Phew...! Seriously, Emma suddenly called me over and then stood me up... This is evil... No, no, no, I guess Emma is still a little confused about the current situation."

Hero shook his head as he walked to the makeshift confessional, completely disregarding the possibility that he had been manipulated by the mysterious purple man.

"Uh, we're actually closing up shop for today, or rather, we haven't officially opened for business yet—"

"Stop saying such things, I'm going to repent right now...!" Chang Rong's reminder was immediately rejected. Not only that, but without saying a word, Hiro went straight into Chang Rong's inner cubicle.

"Then why don't you go sit in the next room?!"

"I'm fed up with all this red tape! I've been bogged down in a bunch of nonsense since the very beginning... And to be honest, it's all your fault. You're the one who's been seducing me the whole time, you idiot rabbit, you never stopped!!"

"I clearly didn't do anything...!"

——…

Baosheng Mag, who was secretly watching this scene from not far away, finally realized why Chang Rong was able to discover his disguise.

When she chose to honestly repent instead of rushing in and trying to kiss him, she had already revealed the fact that she was not Hiro.

Volume 1: Chapter 159. The Mysterious Woman Who Is Cuckolding Herself

(Omitted for brevity) Hero is about to launch a fierce religious war of atonement against novice priests/priests—

"Oh~? What a coincidence. Isn't this our student council president? What are you doing here~?"

"Ugh—!?"

Just as Hiro was about to strip Chang Rong naked and enjoy her, Baosheng Mag's voice came from behind them, startling Nikaido Hiro.

The girl, who had previously completely succumbed to her desires and degenerated into a beast, hurriedly rummaged through the corner and found the Persona mask that had been buried under endless yellow waste and had been lying in the corner for who knows how long.

"Ahem... Of course, I was just checking the renovation of that black-hearted Meruru. After all, who knows if that dim-witted girl might have hidden some kind of murder trap or something in the room."

Hiro got up from Chang Rong, coughed twice to compose himself, and then spread his hands in his usual confident and proper posture to respond to Baosheng Mag.

"Wow... no wonder she's our student council president! Her sense of responsibility really puts everyone else to shame!"

Baosheng Mag narrowed her eyes and responded with a playful smile. As for Hiro's flustered attempts to straighten her messy collar and hair, she decided to pretend she didn't see it. After all, Mag was such an understanding, gentle, and considerate girl.

—What an interesting fellow, Nikaido Hiro. Although her mind is filled with all sorts of false evidence, and she's incredibly resourceful, completely driven by her desires, even I find her a terrifyingly mysterious and ruthless woman…

Even so, she still intended to feign compliance when under the gaze of others. Was it because subconsciously she didn't believe her 'explanation' was convincing enough?

Just fool yourself, don't fool everyone else. Everyone knows you're the famous Yamato Nadeshiko, you certainly wouldn't do something as monstrous as carving a rabbit in broad daylight in front of everyone. It doesn't sound like something a living person would do, does it?

However, regardless of the circumstances, Hiro's subtle and fussy "public pretense" behavior, and his unwillingness to completely expose his true intentions and force himself on Rabbit in front of everyone, actually gave Baosheng Mag the opportunity to continue to "entertain" and play with her.

After all, if Nikaido Heero were truly blessed by Slaanesh and transformed into a human-shaped self-propelled sex machine, immediately upon meeting you a domo idiot rabbit, a rabbit-headed killer, and then start a vigorous back-and-forth, repeatedly thrusting into the unfortunate boy until he faints and then waking him up again, not to mention whether Chang Rong's body could withstand Heero's torment and exploitation, at least Chang Rong certainly wouldn't have the energy to chat and communicate with me like she does now, let alone have any interesting and cute little interactions.

"Although my childhood sweetheart and fiancé sometimes makes inexplicable decisions on a whim, I don't intend to oppose or interfere now that things have come to this. Instead, I will support him and provide him with help within my capabilities, right?"

Nikaido Hiro responded with a smile, spreading her hands. Her smile was gentle and refined, a blend of strength and tenderness.

“That’s such a mature and selfless way of thinking. If I were your husband, I would be incredibly happy.” Baosheng Mag also flattered him with a smile.