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

"……what?"

Zedu Coco blinked. She first stuck out her tongue and licked the liquid in the bottle—hmm, it really is flower tea, very fragrant.

She then took a closer look at the few prospective witches who were supposed to be dead, 'whose fate was unknown,' and found that the chests of these affectionate prospective witches were rising and falling normally with their breathing.

Finally, she glanced at Chang Rong, the boy she had once used as a side dish, who was staring at her with wide eyes, and the other prospective witches beside him who were also looking at her with the same ghostly gaze.

—This...this...this time I have no choice but to die...!

This is a dead end, so I'm going to start preparing for the next playthrough!

Without saying a word, Ze Du Ke Ke swallowed the entire pale blue flower tea amidst Meruru's wails, seeking a peaceful sleep undisturbed.

"Calm down, Coco!" Chang Rong rushed to Ze Du Coco's side, afraid that Hakimi would feel that the flower tea was not enough to quench his thirst and that he would switch to the mysterious blue sweet water to continue drinking.

"Let me...let me just die already—meow!?"

Hakimi was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the floor. After all, she'd already said she was just a side dish; how was she supposed to face her older brother after that?!

Anime has only ever shown scenes where the protagonist is honest with their companions before a certain death... It's never shown a scene where the protagonist discovers they don't have to die after being honest with them!

However, contrary to what Ze Du Ke Ke had expected, Chang Rong did not laugh at his "last words" or scratch his head in embarrassment. Instead, he hugged Ze Du Ke Ke in his arms in a somewhat rough manner, and kept rubbing her hair vigorously with one hand.

"It's alright, Coco—none of those things happened. It's just that your magic isn't real. Everyone is here safely, no one is hurt, and no one has left. I'll always be here for you, so don't be afraid!"

"Onii-chan—"

Zetsu Coco stared wide-eyed in disbelief, but then immediately broke into a happy smile.

—Yeah, that idiot, he would never despise me. He would only care about me like this, whether I was hurt or whether I was being triggered by past "memories".

"Hehe... Onii-chan, Onii-chan..."

Realizing that she hadn't died in the company, but instead that her popularity was continuing to rise because of her actions, Coco suddenly stopped feeling too much pain and happily snuggled up to Chang Rong, whimpering.

"..." "...?" "—"

As for the other prospective witches, they were completely dumbfounded by what they saw.

—What, what does this mean? Does it mean that as long as Chang Rong is used as a side dish, the person in question can hug and pat her head?

Everyone watching this textbook example of a desperate army winning can't help but wonder if they should also try their hand at eating the white-haired rabbit as a side dish, and then immediately confess to this novice priest in exchange for the Lord's comfort.

Volume 1: Chapter 175. The Witch's Trial of Noah

"So, so... um, should I use healing magic on everyone? Although it might cause some weird liquids to spray out from weird places in weird ways, at least it will wake everyone up quickly. Also, um... Holy Son, waaaaah, I, I can also imagine all sorts of sexy poses of the Holy Son in my mind, so, so could you rub me too?"

—You actually said it out loud!

Inside the medical room, Ice skater Meruru asked in a low voice, somewhat troubled, whether or not to detoxify the athletes who had suffered acute OD from sleeping pills. At the same time, she looked enviously at Haomao Coco in Chang Rong's arms, fantasizing that she could also enjoy the Holy Son's caresses in such a position.

Her actions naturally drew immediate hostility from the other aspiring witches who were still stuck on the "morally questionable" side.

“I really have to use the magic-killing potion on you, Meruru-chan, you shameless and indecent mastermind—” Emma’s eyes were empty.

"I really have to use magic to kill witches to raise a new batch of witches..." Meruru's tone was icy.

Seeing that the two groups were about to clash and turn into a chaotic situation where three heroes were about to fight Lu Bu and Coco was about to seize the spoils of victory, Saeki Miria, who was still relatively out of the loop, quickly stepped in between them.

"Wait a minute, everyone! Although, I'm still a bit confused about the situation, but basically, the recovery process is a bit messy, right? In that case, we can just look away and not watch when Xiaolu is healing everyone, right?"

Saeki Miria tried to steer the conversation back to the group's treatment, while offering her own suggestion: pretend you can't see it, then it doesn't exist.

"Hmm... that's the only way." Emma Sakura nodded, while thinking for a moment about whether she should secretly take out her phone's camera when no one was looking and snap eight unflattering photos of Master Hiro in one second.

"Yeah, yeah, no matter how much they mess around, we can't just leave these guys alone! I feel like this is the only way to deal with it." Tono Hannah nodded in agreement. Seeing that there were more and more people in the infirmary, and she no longer had a chance to sneak up on Chang Rong by turning her back, she figured they should just deal with this strange situation as soon as possible.

/Q?*@un引冥I漆斯无玖死覇免得事事又要作被犯罪某疑给票。

"I'd like to ask—Meruru, will their current condition cause any damage or harm to their bodies?"

"Um, Onii-chan..."

Chang Rong ended her grooming session amidst Ze Du Ke Ke's disappointed gaze, then got up to ask Bing Shang Mei Lu Lu about whether 'peaceful sleep' would cause harm to everyone.

"Well, this... If Chang Rong-sang trusts me, I can assure you that this dose of sleeping pills will not cause any danger or damage to bodily functions. At most... it might cause you to oversleep and affect your biological clock."

As always, Meru's tone was timid, but when the topic turned to medical care, she also showed her own toughness and persistence. It seems that this nun in the infirmary has developed genuine feelings over time.

"In that case... maybe we should just leave it alone!"

After hearing Meruru's explanation, Chang Rong stood by the bed for a moment, pondered, and then gave his own answer.

"Chang Rong, have you caught Alzheimer's from spending too much time with Meruru? Stand still, okay? It won't hurt much. Let me cure your dementia—"

"No, no, no, Sherry!? Besides, didn't I already say that although that kind of repair method is painless, it can't fix anything at all!"

Chang Rong's comment instantly received a thumbs up from Tachibana Sherry. The blue-haired girl happily leaned over, ready to give Chang Rong a big thumbs up on the head, causing Chang Rong to quickly wave his hands and try to explain.

"I just think... it wouldn't hurt to let Hiro sleep a little longer."

Chang Rong sighed and looked at Nikaido Hiro beside him, who was engrossed in a battle with something, seemingly exhausted yet also incredibly exhilarated, completely unsure whether it was a beautiful dream or a nightmare.

"Hiro-chan?" Sakura El tilted her head, unable to understand the meaning of Chang Rong's words.

"Yeah, because I feel like Hiro... has been very tense these past two days. Although she's not actually very stressed, she seems to be constantly on her heels, like she's being chased by something. She's been so busy."

Looking at the peaceful, kind, beautiful, elegant, and virtuous student council president sleeping in front of her, Chang Rong's tone even carried a subtle tenderness.

"Tsk... Although I don't really want to say anything good about that woman who tore up the alliance treaty herself, she has indeed been quite busy lately."

Zedu Coco snorted coldly, feeling somewhat annoyed that her time of being soothed had come to an end, but she still nodded in agreement with Chang Rong's point of view.

Having returned from the past, Nikaido Hiro possesses more detailed information than Sawatari Coco, who was merely an observer. Based on this information, Hiro has been busy with various matters ever since regaining consciousness on Witch Island.

Although the mere sight of a rabbit automatically triggers murderous intent and renders him unable to move, and the code conflict ultimately leads to 'pouncing' as the supreme command overriding all actions, Nikaido Hiro is, for the most part, a busy person rushing to and fro in the castle and around the prospective witch.

Everything she did was to minimize the inherent danger of the 'Witch Trial' and reduce the possibility of accidents. This way, at least until the witch summoning ritual was broken, Chang Rong and her former prospective witch companions could rest peacefully and spend the innocent, pure, and happy life that originally belonged to the great witches on this island.

Of course, the price of this action was that less than three days after starting the third playthrough, it had already become a pure youth romance story for Chang Rong.

From Hiro's own perspective, it was essentially a bullfighting contest, where everyone wanted to bully their childhood sweetheart away...

"While I don't dislike Hiro for being assertive, serious, and even a bit strict at times, it's not good for him to be constantly on edge, is it? This is a rare opportunity, so letting Hiro relax a little seems... like a good option?"

Chang Rong gently stroked the long hair of Nikaido Hiro, who was sleeping, while sharing her thoughts with the others. As Chang Rong stroked his hair, Hiro, who had been behaving himself in the dream, seemed to receive a divine revelation and once again murmured words like "I'll fuck you to death..." while launching another reckless charge.

"Hmm...really, I'm so envious of Hiro-chan...to be treated like this by Changrong-kun..." "Hmph, really, that's just a self-serving statement with no room for rebuttal. Since you've said that, how can we object to Desuwa...!"

"No, as expected of Xiaorong. She's so considerate of everyone...!" "One-click shutdown doesn't need sleeping pills, Changrong. Just tell me who you want to rest. If one punch isn't enough, it's a default order!"

Although the prospective witches were somewhat jealous of Chang Rong's statement, they all agreed with Chang Rong's wish to let Hiro rest a little longer.

"Um... what about the others?" Meruru on Ice asked timidly, raising her hand. If they didn't want them, they would have been put on the spinning wheel.

"Well, it seems like Noah and An'an barely slept last night. Letting them catch up on some sleep wouldn't hurt. As for their biological clocks... I don't think they ever had one."

Chang Rong glanced at the children's group, rubbed the back of her head, and muttered to herself, hoping that she would never encounter a scenario where Noah and An'an stayed up late doing parkour, only to be reported by an angry neighbor, forcing her, as their guardian, to apologize, only to be coerced into having something on them and thus completely fall into depravity.

"As for Lady Rhea... Oh my...! I don't know why, but I always feel that Lady Rhea is extremely rare?"

Chang Rong then looked at the other side, at the blonde idol, Hasumi Ryoa, whose eyes were slightly closed and whose hands were clasped together in front of her chest. At this moment, Hasumi Ryoa was in a deep sleep, and she had lost her original 'cool and capable' temperament. Instead, she showed some of her feminine fragility and delicacy.

As Leia slept peacefully in bed, she truly resembled Sleeping Beauty from a fairy tale—beautiful, pure, and delicate, awaiting the kiss of her prince.

"This kind of golden-haired idol is really rare..." Even Sawatari Coco had to admit that she had almost never seen Hasumi Ryoa in this form in the first two playthroughs.

"Drooling over the tonic, Lady Rhea... At least maintain this holy and beautiful posture for a little longer..." Chang Rong helplessly wiped away the glistening liquid flowing from the corner of Rhea's mouth, while trying to stop her lips from turning up so high, wondering what kind of beautiful dream she was having.

But things didn't go as planned. The more Chang Rong wiped the drool from Renjian Leia's mouth, the more unrestrained Renjian Leia's smile became. It seemed that this static beauty's posture wouldn't last long, just like an ice cube in the height of summer.

Ryota Hasumi, a slightly goofy and handsome comedian, is a common sight, but the serene beauty and sleeping beauty Ryota is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Everyone pulled out their phones to take pictures, deciding not to disturb Ryota's princess dream. Perhaps Ryota would be even happier seeing these photos after she wakes up.

"Since we've decided that everyone should continue catching up on sleep, then—"

"Well, um... I haven't had a chance to say this before, but Miss Noah wasn't actually affected by sleeping pills. It's more like she was under some kind of hypnosis."

Uh, what's with this hypnosis play?

"Let me, let me break Miss Noah's hypnosis—"

Under everyone's gaze, Meru walked up to Noah Kinosaki and gently clapped her hands in front of him. The next second, Noah, who was still in a light sleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

"No, no, no... An'an, you traitor... No?"

Noah Kinosaki suddenly sat up from the sofa bed, still denouncing Natsume An'an's betrayal, but she quickly realized that this was no longer the restaurant or the ancient battlefield.

Beside her were three people still fast asleep, enjoying the effects of sleeping pills, while standing around them were what seemed to be aspiring witches who had come after hearing the news.

"No, no, no... Noah..." The rainbow-colored balloon was instantly drenched in sweat. No matter how innocent and naive Noah was, he could clearly realize that he had caused trouble.

"Noah, are you alright? What exactly happened at the restaurant? I went to the kitchen to get a can of spray paint, and you were all asleep?"

Chang Rong frowned and asked curiously, while Noah Shirosaki's eyes darted around frantically, his cute little mouth opening and closing repeatedly but still only able to utter meaningless syllables like "no no no".

"Nono... um... right, Noah's asleep. Noah seems to have a bit of amnesia. Noah doesn't know why everyone was put to sleep by sleeping pills, right?"

Noah Kinosaki blinked frantically in an attempt to explain, while simultaneously throwing out a wild card that should be considered a 'wild card' at least for now: 'Amnesia'.

however--

"Wait, Noah, you said you have amnesia, but... how do you know that the others were put into a coma by sleeping pills? If you have amnesia, you shouldn't know the circumstances and reasons for the others' coma, right?"

Emma Sakura raised her hand, looking thoughtful as she asked Noah Kinosaki. With the sound of shattering glass, the colorful little balloons also burst.

"No, no, no!? Waaah, those, those were things Noah heard unconsciously, No... It must be An'an's problem, it's all An'an's fault!"

Seeing his amnesia escape plan fail, Noah Kinosaki hurriedly tried to shift the blame to Anan Natsume.

“But An’an ‘drank the most sleeping pills,’ it was like she drank a whole new bottle… If An’an was the culprit, why would she use the largest dose on herself?” Sakura Emma didn’t back down and simply chased after Noah Josaki.

—Wow, as expected of Emma…

Seeing Emma like this, Zedu Coco couldn't help but sigh softly. Although the pink and white little dog usually seemed harmless, and if you nudged her, she would just run to the corner and whine and drop little pearls.

However, when she activates her food-protecting mode and her witch-judgment mode, her terrifying, relentless pursuit and accusations are enough to terrify anyone who witnesses it. Moreover, when Emma is accusing others, a cold smile plays on her lips, a smile she herself is unaware of.

Sakura... Emma—she really is an evil being! Onii-chan absolutely cannot fall into her clutches!

"No, Noah doesn't know anything... After all, Noah lost his memory..."

Despite being incredibly shaken, Noah Kinosaki stubbornly tried to brush it off, completely turning into a lazy, stagnant mode of just hanging on.

—This can't go on. Even if people don't really condemn it seriously, and it's not a witch trial, if Noah keeps throwing a tantrum like this, he might end up being seen as a 'pure brat'... We need to think of a solution.

Chang Rong looked at the scene before her with some worry.