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

Chang Rong, who was overwhelmed by the child, saw her savior and immediately dropped her little pearls, trying to rush over to thank him, while also being wary of the possibility of human-to-human transmission of jellyfish.

"Ah—Bao, it's fine to keep this distance."

Baosheng Mag, who had been wearing a confident smile, was taken aback by Chang Rong's overly frank behavior and took two steps back.

"I'm sorry... I forgot that you don't seem to like close contact, Marge." Chang Rong quickly apologized, awkwardly rubbing her hair.

"Oh dear, it's not that bad."

"But Marge, you're really amazing! You figured out how to deal with Noah and An'an so quickly. Marge is so loving after all."

"Hehe, of course, I know more about love than anyone else, you know? For example, you're still confused about other people's love... Oh? You're no longer confused?"

Looking at the boy in front of him, Baosheng Mag suddenly realized that he seemed to be less hesitant and timid about receiving 'love' from others than before.

“That’s right! I know what I need to do, which is to make everyone smile happily, including you, Mag!” Chang Rong patted his chest and said with great pride. He was a completely different person from the guy who was almost tricked into taking a bath and being fed by two kids just a few minutes ago.

"You even included me? Heh... You're quite amusing..."

Looking at the white-haired boy with a serious expression in front of him, Baosheng Mag revealed a wise smile.

But as he was laughing, Baosheng Mag suddenly realized something.

Whether it's this time or the time in the confessional, if I think about it carefully, am I... helping him avoid being overpowered by other prospective witches?

This sounds completely different from a certain student council president.

Achoo!

Inside the entertainment room, Nikaido Hiro, who was searching through various videotapes, sneezed.

"Did you catch a cold, Hiro?" Leia asked worriedly as she flipped through the covers of horror movies in her hand, occasionally making a face like she was eating flies.

"It's nothing, my nose just suddenly got a little itchy, but..."

Nikaido Hiro frowned.

I have this feeling... I'm being bullied? Being bullied by my daughter? Even my daughter is being bullied by some new maternal figure??

What is all this...? It's completely nonsensical!

Hiro sighed heavily, and finally pulled out an unmarked videotape from an inconspicuous corner.

"found it……"

Hiro muttered to himself as he looked at the videotape in his hand that was titled "The Record of Witch Island".

This videotape tells the story of Prison Island's past when it was still Witch Island, the entanglements between people and the witch clan, and the choices and resolve made by the Last Great Witch, Yuki.

It's necessary to show this video again, since many people left too early in the last playthrough and didn't even know it existed. This videotape records 'Snow's' past, and if your ultimate goal is to summon the Great Witch Snow, knowing the reasons behind her actions is essential.

But... what stance will everyone take after watching it? If I watch it again myself, will I have the courage to forgive Xiaoxue?

Both he and Emma were 'unlucky' people who were dragged into this situation one-sidedly. Chang Rong suffered almost everything because of Xiao Xue's choice... Even Meruru trusted the Great Witch one-sidedly and endured superhuman self-torture and self-doubt.

But... sure enough, if we could actually meet, more than a 'trial,' I'd like to ask this girl what's going on in her muddled brain.

In short, we need to find time to confirm what Emma's magic is and what her relationship with 'Yuki Tsukishiro' is.

Next, we need to go to the library to retrieve the photos of Xiaoxue that were hidden by the 'refraction magic'. My premature actions caused Chang Rong's memories to regress too far, and now is not the time for him to remember Xiaoxue. We need to wait until he retrieves his memories of us prospective witches. Now is not a good time to confront him.

We need to wait for Mag's translation during this time, so everyone must remain calm. Although we've already shared our individual "taboo" or "no-no" things to do, is it really okay?

However... it seems that everyone has become much more 'stable' during this regression, and some people are even able to proactively talk about topics that were originally taboo for them.

Perhaps, perhaps everyone is experiencing regression, growing up in places they are unaware of, even Rhea—

"……What are you doing?"

"Hmm!? No, it's nothing, haha!"

Hiro looked at Leia, only to find the blonde entertainer striking a bizarre pose that seemed to make no sense.

—At least this guy is still the same idiot. When he first revealed the hidden version, it really scared me.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Hiro's lips.

"Okay... actually I was just rehearsing how I should invite Chang Rong to be my prince—"

Stop dreaming, go wash up and go to bed.

Hiro's smile vanished instantly, and he ruthlessly tried to dismantle Leia's platform.

"Goo-wh-what! I know this is a bit strange, no, but Hiro, are you really Chang Rong's fiancée? The more I think about it, the stranger it seems... In the end, it all depends on Chang Rong's own will, so I also have a chance, right~?"

"I don't mean to discourage you, but..."

"Never mind, never mind! Let's not talk about me anymore. Speaking of which, Hiro, weren't you with Chang Rong today?" 'Good buddy Leia,' not wanting to be hurt, quickly waved her hand to interrupt.

"...I can't be bothered with that kind of idiot."

Thinking of Chang Rong's mysterious Sigma-like expression, Hiro felt a headache coming on. Hakimi's move of "I'm not even crossing the river myself, I'm going to completely destroy you all" was just too ruthless; he'd rather everyone go hungry than miss a single bite than not overturn the table.

"Hey... Hiro, did you and Chang Rong have a falling out?" Renmi Rhea asked curiously. Even though Ze Du Coco hadn't actually succeeded in having sex with anyone, why had things turned out this strangely?

"There was no argument, it's just... I just keep my personal and professional life separate, that's all."

Hiro snorted and placed the videotape on the old camera to test it.

Right now, I feel like I'm playing a game called "100 Days of Love Before the College Entrance Exam," but from the very first day, I've been buried in preparing for the exam. After the game ends, I'm the mysterious main character who asks, "Girl? Where's the girl? I haven't seen her."

Like a mysterious old duck who plays eroge and ends up achieving great success in his career after completing the game, a Virgo-like character.

But... but don't worry about it! I, Nikaido Hiro, have my own pace! Those idiot rabbits are the same whether they're free-range or domesticated, so I might as well leave them alone and focus on the main story!

Click!

Hmph... As expected of the all-powerful, virtuous, and talented Yamato Nadeshiko super-popular genius student council president, I can handle this old projector just by relying on my memory.

Hiro smiled as he looked at the image appearing on the screen, while his mind raced as he pondered the matter of the Great Witch.

The great witch, Xiaoxue...

That's right, it was all the Great Witch's fault! The Great Witch is at fault...! You'll be watching helplessly as I gore your pet rabbit to death, unable to do anything about it, Xiaoxue...! This is my judgment on you!

Although the Great Witch has not yet been summoned, her hatred level has already begun to grow silently.

However, it seems that all this so-called hatred will eventually be transferred and poured onto a certain white-haired boy, which is also a kind of soul chain.

Volume 1: Thanks to Doubi686 for the two gold treasure chests, and to Gu Xiaodiao for the silver treasure chest.

This author is so funny! When checking items in the author's backend, it uses a left-right page-flipping mode. I saw the treasure chest on the first page, and then when I flipped through the pages, there were newly donated recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at the beginning, which pushed the treasure chest to the second page. At that time, I didn't look carefully and thought there were two of them.

As a result, the silly 686 guy gave me a replacement...

Two golden treasure chests! Two! Two!

That's enough to buy one and a half memory sticks!

I'm really not scamming for treasure chests, because they're a huge sum of money for me—enough for a month's food and a few bottles of soda left over.

In short, thank you so much, 686!

I'm also incredibly grateful for the silver treasure chest from Gu Xiaodiao, thank you for the treat! And thank you for all the dangling pictures in the comments, love you (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～ So many dangling pictures!

Gold chests are counted as 18, silver chests as 6.

No, that makes silver seem like a better value than gold...?

Let's just leave it at that for now... I'm so sorry, author is from the city!

29.5+18+18+6=71.5

^q^ I still won't be able to pay it all off even after the book is finished...

Volume 1: 172. What shall we eat?

Where exactly did I go wrong...? What I was pursuing was a world where everyone could genuinely smile, and I was constantly striving and working towards that goal.

But... is this some kind of mockery? Is it punishment for my overestimation of my abilities and my wildest dreams? Why, why did it turn out like this!?

"Hehehe... This is going to be interesting. In the witch's trial later, I wonder who will be pushed up there, you or me?"

Baosheng Mag leaned against the side, a signature meaningful smile on her lips as she spoke.

Before her, beside the long table in the restaurant, lay the bodies of four aspiring witches, sprawled out.

The black-haired girl, Nikaido Hiro, who calls herself a "time rewinder with multiple loops" and possesses the ability to rewind death, is lying on the ground with her eyes closed. Beside her, equally motionless, is the super popular idol, Hasumi Ryoua, who has short blonde hair and an incredibly handsome face.

The two women were lifeless, like two puppets. But the disaster was far from over. At the dining table next to them, the renowned 'balloon artist' Noah Shirosaki sat slumped beside the table. Her once rainbow-colored eyes were now empty, staring blankly at the ground as if in a void. Her hands fell to the ground, unable to hold her beloved spray paint cans anymore.

Opposite her, the tiny, great writer, the fluffy, nightgown-clad girl Natsume Anan, looked the most miserable. Her once smooth, long hair was twisted into a ball by a mysterious liquid, and her lazy and cute face was now extremely distorted and ferocious. She lay on the dining table in a resentful posture, maintaining this terrifying position without moving.

"Why...did it turn out like this...!?"

Chang Rong's light gray eyes trembled violently; she simply couldn't comprehend what was happening before her.

"Yes, why... Brother Chang Rong~?" The girl in the purple kimono's smile became even more alluring.

Earlier—

"Noah has been deceived! This is false information!" "[How dare they fool us! Unforgivable...!]"

In the cramped room on the second floor, which had been converted into an art studio, the two mischievous kids who had initially run away suddenly returned, trapping Chang Rong, who couldn't dodge in time, inside the room.

"Noah just ran into the warden sunbathing by the window! The warden said he doesn't like witch trials because they're such a hassle!" Noah pouts, transforming into a colorful little balloon as he recounts his recent experience.

"[And thinking about it carefully, although Hiro looks like the mastermind, speaks like the mastermind, and does like the mastermind, she's not actually the mastermind. How could she say such things, let alone order the warden around!]"

Natsume Anan, standing to the side, also looked angry and sulky, having been tricked, as she scribbled words in her sketchbook.

"I clearly heard two completely different voices—" "[But neither of those voices could have said such a thing]"

"Then there's only one answer: the murderer is you—" "【Baosheng Mag!!!】"

……

"Oh dear, you two found out~ As expected of Balloon Teacher and An An Teacher, your insight is terrifying and your teamwork is incredibly tacit. If the two of you teamed up, I'm afraid even if a witch trial were to be held, the real culprit would be found very quickly~?"

The originator of the falsetto, Baosheng Mag, smiled, clapping to show that the two were right, and praising them continuously.

"【Hmph, after all, I aspire to be the author of the original catalog of all banned books. This level of reasoning is nothing to me...】"

"...No, no, that's not right, what are you trying to do, Butterfly Woman!"