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

Hiro frowned, feeling like he was encountering these unexpected twists and turns quite often lately.

"Alright then, let this guy tell us exactly how he defiled An'an in such a horrible and outrageous way. That way, you, Milia, can finally give up and see the true face of this horrible rabbit."

Nikaido Hiro shrugged. Although the trophy had inexplicably gone to someone else, it wasn't entirely unacceptable if it could eliminate the powerful hidden competitor, Saeki Miria.

"Don't try to lie, Onii-chan..." Ze Du Coco stared at Chang Rong, completely in a state of oscillation between the two extremes, as if as long as Chang Rong rambled on and on, he would launch a three-pronged attack to knock him to his knees and then unleash a whirlwind of kamikaze attacks.

"So it's not what you think at all..." Chang Rong sighed helplessly, but no matter what, thanks to Saeki Miria's help, she finally had a chance to explain.

After Milia temporarily shut down the driving force that allowed Shiro and Coco to channel their grief and anger into the stars, Chang Rong finally had the opportunity to explain to the two of them her strange encounter with Natsume An'an in this room.

At first, Hiro had a disdainful expression, as if to say, "You'd even give such false testimony just to avoid being killed by me?" However, as Chang Rong described the various details of the matter and pulled out the half-swallowed cell phone fragment, Hiro's expression gradually became more and more serious.

"……I see"

Finally, after listening to Chang Rong's entire explanation—that the so-called "An An's butt hurting" was simply a side effect of his extraordinary measures (referring to spanking)—Nikaido Hiro nodded seriously, his face no longer showing the pure desire he had shown before, which was now completely gone.

The others who went back in time were unaware of the situation in the 'Noah's Studio' room, but the veteran Hiro knew very well.

This room was unlocked by Noah using 'painting'. Although An'an's 'writing' could also trigger it, the effect was far less effective than the directness of painting. Fortunately, Chang Rong was there this time; otherwise, if only An'an had been locked in that room... the consequences would have been extremely serious.

"Why didn't you say so soon, you idiot onii-chan...! Something... such a terrible thing happened!?"

"Because you two didn't give me a chance at all... Well, never mind, I'm fine, don't worry about me, Coco-chan."

After hearing the whole story, Ze Du Ke Ke immediately pounced on Chang Rong, but this time it was not a pounce driven by hunger, but simply a panicked feeling of fear.

Chang Rong didn't say much, but instead stroked Coco's hair to comfort the old man who had just a few minutes ago been planning to take advantage of her without spitting out any thorns.

"No, I didn't expect such a thing to happen... Well, now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, I'd better go check on An-an..." Saeki Miria was also a little surprised. She curled her hair with her fingers, intending to go and see how Natsume An-an was doing.

"Then I'll come too—" "You come back here!"

Chang Rong got up, intending to go with Milia to check on Natsume An'an's condition, but was pulled back by Hiro.

"At a time like this, you should give her some distance to calm down, not rush over to her, you idiot rabbit...!"

Having just gone through something like that, you, the person involved, are trying to get close again. What are you doing? Are you trying to seduce her?

“However, this matter is indeed much more serious than we imagined… Milia, thank you for your help this time, otherwise we might have really been caught up in this matter because, uh, because we were swept up by fate.”

Hiro coughed awkwardly twice, looked at Saeki Miria with embarrassment, and at the same time, unceremoniously pinned the blame on Tianyi's head. It was all the fault of this chaotic world, and had absolutely nothing to do with him, who was only thinking about xyy!

"Huh? Uncle, I just did what I could... Also, Xiaorong, you look really tired, um... if you don't mind, Uncle—"

"Let's talk about it at dinner, Milia!" "Eh?! Uncle, am I being expelled...?!"

Saeki Miria looked at Chang Rong, and a strange impulse gradually emerged in her heart. She inexplicably had a desire to stroke the white-haired boy and press him in front of her to stroke his hair. However, before this desire could fully take shape, it was hurriedly dispelled by Hiro beside her.

—How did Milia become a dangerous element too... Damn it, if this continues, won't it become even more chaotic than the last timeline!

The results of my death rewind were far worse than I had expected, and new problems arose as my actions changed after the rewind.

The exchange of intelligence has changed the behavior patterns of many people, resulting in new impacts, but these impacts are not all safe... Chang Rong and An An's experience is an example.

Even Milia and Emma's behavior gradually revealed a desire to run away. What does that mean?

"There's no other way. I feel a little bad about it, but let's gather everyone together for dinner. This is a very serious matter." After a moment of contemplation, Hiro made his decision.

"Sigh... We agreed that we would graduate and go home to wait to hold our babies, but now we have to call everyone over again... But there's nothing we can do about it."

Zedu Keke reluctantly took out her phone, preparing to deliver information via live stream. Hakimi had lost the drive for viewership that a bottom-tier streamer had for his audience; all that remained in his mind was the boring desire to live a good life with Chang Rong.

—I have to thank Milia for her help…

As for Chang Rong, watching Milia's dashing departure (referring to being forcibly driven away by Shiro), he felt a surge of mixed emotions.

When it was time for dinner, because of Zedu Coco's extremely serious demeanor during her live stream, all the prospective witches obediently gathered in the restaurant.

"If you continue to treat us as just another part of some pointless, nonsensical game, then I'm really going to kill you all!"

Of course, many aspiring witches share the same thoughts as the furious Arisa Fujito: if this nagging trio ends up using everyone as objects of affection, then they won't be allowed to retire.

"Please rest assured, this time there is something really important to discuss, and consider it another apology for calling everyone out. I will be in charge of dinner tonight."

Nikaido Shiro emerged from the kitchen carrying a tray of food. At that moment, Shiro was wearing a pure white apron, which seemed quite out of place at first glance. However, her elegant and capable movements quickly masked this 'incongruity,' revealing a sense of sudden realization: "Oh right... Shiro is a Yamato Nadeshiko."

"Aww... It's so delicious, so delicious, Hiro-chan... I never thought I'd be able to eat Hiro-chan's homemade bento again, I'm so happy... It's so delicious...!"

Emma Sakura held a rice ball of benevolence in her left hand and a rice ball of righteousness in her right, stuffing them into her mouth with both hands while showing a cute expression of happiness and emotion.

“It’s not right to talk while eating, Emma. But… I’m glad you still enjoy my cooking.” Hero smiled at Emma. It had been almost a day since he rewound, and the original underlying code of [if Emma printf breath] seemed to have been mostly fixed and removed.

—Consider this rice ball with triple salmon roe and double mayonnaise one step in my humble atonement… It took me a long time to mentally prepare myself for such an incorrect combination of ingredients. Just indulge your appetite and don't think about anything else, Emma.

Hiro smiled at Sakura Emma, ​​who was making dinner. Although he genuinely wanted to make up for Emma's kindness, he also genuinely wanted to feed Emma until she turned into a pink and white guinea pig, making Chang Rong feel sick of it.

"Damn it... I'm so unwilling, but it's so delicious... It's a flavor I could never make... I'm so envious of Desuwa!"

Hannah Tono, standing next to Emma, ​​wore an expression that was a mixture of jealousy, resentment, and happiness. Originally, Hannah Tono thought that she was not much inferior in terms of 'gentleness and virtue', but in reality, she was already far behind Nikaido Hiro in terms of 'cooking skills' alone.

This isn't a difference in awareness or talent, but rather a more brutal difference in 'experience'. Hiro comes from a wealthy family, which gives her access to more ingredients, cooking methods, and opportunities, naturally resulting in more excellent and delicious finished products.

"This, this is what people should eat... What was the point of making the food on Prison Island look so hopeless? It was absolutely outrageous! So, so blissful! If the Great Witch could taste this too, she would be even happier...! I feel like I'm already on my way to see the Holy Child..." "I'm not dead yet, Meruru!?"

Even the mastermind behind it all, Meru, was captivated by it. In fact, Meru was the one with the most exaggerated and severe reaction of all. The soft, blonde girl in her nun's habit was practically radiating a halo as she ate, as if she were about to pass away and ascend to Planet BA at any moment.

After all, in the current timeline, the other prospective witches only ate the "Authentic Witch Island Prison Bento" once today at noon, and everyone protested and demanded that the kitchen and warehouse be opened after seeing the appearance or taking a few bites.

But Meruru on Ice is different. As a veteran among veterans, Meruru has truly been eating shit for hundreds of years.

"Hey, you idiot, you don't need to make such an exaggerated face...?" Zedu Coco muttered under her breath. She was a little annoyed because Shiro had really shown her feminine power, which she had only ever seen in the void, during dinner tonight. She was afraid that her status would be lowered now.

Zedu Coco herself is not good at cooking, and sometimes she even overheats frozen semi-finished products in the microwave. However, she is very good at ordering cheap takeout. But this advantage is meaningless on Witch Island, which is not within the delivery range, just like her live streaming ability.

“No, Miss Coco is different! I rarely get to eat such delicious food... Even if I do occasionally manage to hide in the shadows because I was killed beforehand, I’m not very good at cooking, and the guards aren’t intelligent enough to handle ingredients skillfully, so at most I can only make fried eggs, bread slices, and noodles... Waaah, we’re a lowly, despicable race with original sin, but... but we can still make such delicious dishes…”

"Your way of praising people is as annoying as ever. Why don't we just use the No. 13 roasting medicine bottle to mix with spaghetti for the next meal?"

Ze Du Keke smiled, veins popping out on her forehead. Being in this dark environment was definitely not something she could adapt to in a short time.

Ignoring the farce, Nikaido Hiro brought out another plate and placed it in front of Chang Rong. Inside was a Japanese set meal that was extremely luxurious in terms of plating, decoration, and variety. The rice was distinct, steaming, and glistening with translucent oil. The stewed soup was clear yet fragrant. The main course, ham and roasted vegetables, was not only brightly colored but also presented in a very elegant manner.

"Chang Rong, you've worked hard today. It's my turn to cook for you this time. I wonder if it suits your taste?" Hiro asked with a smile. After learning that An An had not become a gene thief to steal Chang Rong's genes, nor a trophy thief to take away her predetermined championship, she became visibly much gentler.

"Um... I feel like it's all so strange, both the dishes and this Hero have an unreal, dreamlike quality..."

Chang Rong looked down at the dishes, then looked up at Xi Luo, who was smiling at her from the apron, and felt a strange sense of disorientation.

"Hehe, there's nothing to be surprised about, Chang Rong. This kind of life will just be the norm for us from now on, won't it?" Hiro replied with a smile.

"Yes, yes... After all, Hiro, you are my fiancée... Waaah, you're getting a nosebleed!"

Chang Rong blushed slightly and rubbed her hair, then was startled by the red liquid spraying from Heero's nostrils. It was fortunate that Noah hadn't activated a permanent field spell yet; otherwise, watching butterflies spray from Heero's nostrils would probably have been quite unforgettable in some ways.

No time for fantasies, not yet, Hiro! To be Chang Rong's devoted wife, to take his clothes and prepare his meals after he gets off work, to shower together after dinner, and then to snuggle into bed together—that wonderful life… Now is not the time to fantasize about those things…!

Damn you, Great Witch Xue, don't you dare disturb my resolve! I'm not some nobody who can just sink into oblivion...!

Nikaido Hiro gritted his teeth, trying to stop his fantasy life as he used a tissue to catch the bloody noodles falling from his nostrils one by one.

And so, the dinner process proceeded fairly smoothly, although there were some incidents, such as Rhea asking Hiro how he managed to prepare meals for 14 people by himself, and Kurobe Nanoha deliberately nitpicking that there were no desserts or cookies. Overall, it ended quite well and steadily.

After dinner, it's time to get down to business.

Volume 1: 165. Are you planning to physically clear the mines?

After dinner, Heero walked to the campfire in the restaurant and clapped her hands. Her apron disappeared, proving that Heero was no longer the virtuous and docile kitchen heroine, but had reverted to the iron-fisted student council president, Heero.

"I believe everyone was satisfied with dinner. Now, after dinner, I would like to take some time to inform you of something—even setting aside its identity as a 'prison' and 'witch's execution ground,' this castle is still filled with all sorts of unpredictable dangers, or rather, 'traps.'"

“A trap…? Ah…! Yes, I mean I was hit by a landmine…” Emma, ​​who had been blown away by a landmine, suddenly shrank back and asked in fear.

“Landmine? Oh—yes, that’s right, that’s it. You’re quick-witted, Emma.”

"Hehehe... Don't say that, Hiro-chan."

Even Hiro himself didn't expect that the setting he casually made up earlier would actually come in handy in the later plot.

"Actually, Chang Rong and Xia Mu An An already fell into the trap today—they encountered something... cough cough cough, they encountered a hidden room trap." Hiro coughed twice, almost blurting it out because his mind was full of XX.

"Mmm..." Upon hearing this, An An also shrank back, blushing as she clung even tighter to Milia, while Milia smiled wryly and gently rubbed her head and smoothed her fur.

"Hey hey! Sherry-chan's surprise question, is it really a locked room?!" The blue-haired detective suddenly raised her hand. In her eyes, 'locked room' and 'not having enough stats to break down the door' were clearly two completely different concepts.

"Hmm... I'm not entirely sure, but it should be a secret room, since it's a space with some kind of magical interference," Chang Rong replied after frowning in thought.

"OK, OK~ So the answer is simple: the murderer is Hannah!" "You don't even need a victim anymore, you gorilla woman!!"

"Stop joking around. This is very serious because it proves that the threat to this castle isn't just from the Dark Guardians, but also from the traps lurking somewhere." Hiro sighed, even though she had witnessed similar scenes countless times, she was still speechless at Sherry's antics.

"Hmm, that's true... But, didn't Meruru-chan say she, uh, she's the mastermind? If that's the case, wouldn't it be simpler if Meruru-chan just said it—"

"Waaah... I'm so sorry, Miss Emma, ​​but... but even I... don't know where these strange traps came from. To be honest, I'm actually quite confused about them too...!"

Meruru's sobbing interrupted Sakura Emma.

"After almost every batch of witch trials, a whole bunch of strange things would appear in the castle, like the cherry trees in the library, the rainbow in the flower field, the flowers in the sunroom that never faded... These are considered harmless, even rare bonuses! But more often... Waaah, those prospective witches would just leave behind strange traps. Sometimes you'd find your roommate hadn't returned to the dormitory for a week, and then you'd discover from the strange smell that they'd stepped on some weird trap and died. Other times, your roommates would suddenly turn into a pool of blood while walking around, and some people even said that water monkeys and skeletons lived in the lake, it's super, super scary...!"

Melulu on the ice tearfully expressed that she was also helpless. These traps were not created by her for any evil purpose or with a wicked sense of humor, but simply because of the clever tricks of other veterans that they have survived to this day.

"Afraid of blood... then let Noah handle it~ Heave-ho—!"

Noah Kinosaki caught the key words, and with a wave of the spray paint can in her hand, she cast a spell, and all the red drinks in everyone's cups turned into butterflies and fluttered away.

"Waaaaah...! I just finished speaking, and now there's another spell that I can't get rid of...! Waaaaah!"

As Meruru watched the fluttering butterflies, her little pearls suddenly flew wildly. Even Zedu Coco couldn't bear to breathe on her when she saw this.

"Noah...? Did Noah do something really bad?"

Noah Kinosaki, the person in question, tilted his head and gave a cute little balloon-like expression.

"Oh no, Teacher Balloon is definitely right!"

"Noah's intentions are definitely right!"

"Huh..." "Eh?"

Arisa Zifang and Chang Rong stood up almost simultaneously to say that Noah did a great job. The two spoke in unison, looked at each other, and then nodded to each other silently, completely displaying a mutual appreciation of "I understand you, sister" and "I understand you, brother".

Hiro, who witnessed this scene, stared wide-eyed in disbelief. "Oh my god, there's such a way to pair up people up? You'll see anything if you live long enough."

What does it mean to say, "My daughter and her fans want to be awesome?"

"In short, everyone must be careful if you encounter any unusual locations, and we also need to think of some countermeasures." Hiro shook his head, bringing the topic back on track.