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

Tell us... [who you are]!

Although An An hesitated at first, after feeling the touch and warmth of Chang Rong's hand on her shoulder, An An finally made up her mind and used hypnotic magic on 'Milia' in front of her.

“I am… Saeki Miria.” Miria immediately fell into a daze and whispered her name.

"【This state is definitely due to me hypnotizing her; she must be the kind-hearted old man himself.】" An An wrote on her sketchbook upon seeing Milia's appearance.

"Could it be a disguise...?" Kurobe Nanoha Kaori frowned in thought.

"【Probably not, but let me confirm it anyway, perfect timing...】"

Natsume An'an seemed to have thought of something; her slightly sickly pale cheeks flushed red, and she cleared her throat.

Tell us—what are your thoughts on your breasts?

"Pfft cough cough cough... An'an!?" Chang Rong was so flustered by Natsume An'an's hypnotic questions that she almost couldn't catch her breath, while An'an blushed and turned her head away, muttering something under her breath.

Before Chang Rong could stop her, Milia, who was under hypnosis, had already responded:

"I was quite proud of myself at first, but after coming to Witch Island... especially after meeting Rukia, I feel like I'm not so unique after all... Little Mag seems pretty amazing too... But most people are like An, so I guess I'm at peace with myself..."

"Ugh... I knew it...! They're all so big, do they even realize they're 00 years old...? You stupid monster, you like this kind of thing anyway, right...? You're so sadistic, so perverted...!"

"Chang Rong... Ugh, so vulgar..."

"What does ^q^ have to do with me!?"

Milia's honest confession after being hypnotized successfully infuriated An'an, while Chang Rong, who was just watching from the sidelines, was unfortunately caught in the crossfire and had to endure the look of disdain from An'an and Nanoha Kaori.

"Hmm... Huh? How did it go? I think I just successfully switched places—that is, why do Xiao An and even Xiao Nai look at me with such murderous intent...? I am the real me!"

Meanwhile, Milia recovered from the hypnotic state. Although she was unaware of the problems that occurred during the hypnosis, she sensed the 'killing intent' of Natsume Anan and even Kurobe Nanoha Kaori beside her. She hurriedly raised her hands in surrender to indicate that she was the real person.

“That’s right, that’s right. As long as we know that Milia is still the same person, it means our plan is working. So, Milia, please repeat it a few more times. This kind of trap can’t have continuously released magic power. It will probably lose its power to possess someone very soon.”

Chang Rong quickly stopped the two, who were inexplicably jealous and annoyed, and at the same time persuaded Milia to endure the hardship a little longer and continue to carry out the 'shake hands' operation.

Although Milia was somewhat confused, she nodded and repeated her previous actions.

After the second touch, Milia first heard a somewhat confused voice:

[Hehehe... Wait, my possession attempt failed...? What happened? Anyway, this big-breasted woman is clinging to me again, I'll try again!]

Chang Rong was right. The impact of the second 'Mirror Demon' possession was reduced by almost half. Milia even felt that with a mental warning, she could block it back with her willpower without needing to use magic.

However, just to be on the safe side, Milia activated the exchange magic when she felt her body being 'possessed'.

Milia lowered her hands from the mirror again.

“No need for hypnosis, An'an. Milia didn't even show any obvious signs of wavering this time—”

Tell us—[What would Chang Rong most like to do for that stupid monster!]

"Eh?!"

Before Chang Rong could stop An An, the gloomy, bean sprout-like landmine girl launched another soul-searching question at Milia.

"Stop fooling around, An'an, Nanoha Kaori, you should help persuade them too—why do you have that expectant look on your face too!?"

Chang Rong had originally hoped that Naoya Kaori could help dissuade them, but Naoya Kaori was even more nervous than Natsume An'an.

"Uncle...I want to hold Xiao Rong in my arms and rub him until he stops being stubborn and obediently becomes a child who can only be spoiled in Uncle's arms—"

"You monstrous, perverted, and depraved person with such vile fantasies...!!" "Chang Rong, you...you are actually this kind of..."

"^q^ Isn't this just Milia's fantasy? So why are you torturing me?! This isn't my delusion either!!"

Faced once again with Natsume Anan looking at him with eyes that seemed to regard him as trash and covering her mouth, and Kurobe Nanoha Kaori with a face full of black lines and one hand that seemed to want to draw a gun, Chang Rong could only quickly wave his hands and deny that it had anything to do with him.

Chang Rong was completely dumbfounded. He had gone to great lengths to prepare in advance to prevent everyone from encountering danger during the mine-clearing process. But Chang Rong never dreamed that these preparations would become minefields for each other, making him the only unlucky guy who ended up in 'danger'.

"Hmm... I should be able to confirm that I'm the real person now, hahaha... Huh? What, what happened!? Xiao Rong, were you attacked?"

Milia recovered from the hypnosis again, and immediately saw the tattered Chang Rong in front of her.

"What happened... well, anyway, let me, the uncle, calm things down first—"

"No need, Milia, Chang Rong just tripped and fell." Naoya Kaori reached out to stop him, her expression as if facing a formidable enemy.

"【Uncle, you should just find a job. Leave this pervert to us...】" Natsume Anan also raised her sketchbook to block Milia's view.

"Huh...!?" Looking at the two people guarding her so closely, Milia was completely bewildered. What exactly happened while she was being hypnotized in a daze?

In short, setting aside the unexpected trauma caused by the XP problem, Chang Rong's plan was generally successful. After three "shake hands" operations, the "Mirror Demon" completely lost its power, probably because it suspected that its magic had a bug and its brain had fried.

After confirming this with Milia, Chang Rong went to the mirror and placed her hands on it.

[Stop torturing me. Just let this piece of trash, who can't even manage possession, quietly dissipate... Wait, a man? What's going on?]

The 'Mirror Demon', who had been almost giving up and disappearing, immediately perked up after noticing Chang Rong's presence.

[And this feeling... Ah, so you're the one that 'resentment' has been chasing all along? How interesting.]

"Resentment?" Chang Rong frowned. He had originally wanted to try to communicate to see if he could get some information, but he didn't expect to hear such a troubling word right away.

[I am merely a mixture of residual magical phenomena. Originally, I would never have developed consciousness, but the 'resentment' of a former aspiring witch lingered and became my consciousness. What was that child's name again... 'Nana'? She's an interesting girl with light pink hair.]

"Nana..." The name was incredibly familiar, yet somewhat unfamiliar.

That child is wonderful, so innocent and pure, yearning for love yet more insecure than anyone else, hiding a clear and pure murderous intent beneath a facade of weakness and kindness.

"That wasn't murderous intent; it was just something generated by the interference of the witch's factor!"

Although Chang Rong couldn't recall anything about 'Nana', he still instinctively refuted the Mirror Demon's words.

No one is destined to become a witch, and no one will naturally kill each other. If Chang Rong were to find a true 'culprit' on this prison island where countless tragedies have taken place, she wouldn't even choose Ice Meluru, but rather the source of all the tragedies: the witch factor.

No, no, no, it's precisely because that child inherently harbored a clear killing intent that he became 'my' consciousness, and was chosen by the witch's factor.

The Mirror Demon sneered as he corrected Chang Rong.

"No! Negative emotions are inevitable for everyone, but we all have the ability to control them. This self-restraint and self-control is a virtue that only 'humans' possess. Everyone has malice, but we also have something more precious and beautiful that we can use to stop the spread of malice."

Chang Rong gripped the mirror tightly, responding earnestly and firmly.

During his time with everyone, he had vaguely realized that everyone had a past they didn't want to revisit, but even so, they still believed in him and trusted him. This trust was the driving force behind Chang Rong's desire to protect everyone's happiness.

[Smooth-talking...]

"You were a victim too, weren't you? I don't know what you went through before you encountered 'Nana's' resentment. Were you hurt by Meruru's innocent malice? Or were you unfortunately killed by other aspiring witches? I don't know, and I can't change what happened to you, but—we will find the Great Witch, and these past tragedies, accumulated and even generating self-resentment, will definitely be resolved."

Chang Rong's tone was resolute. He knew he couldn't change the tragedies that had already occurred, but he would desperately try to prevent any future tragedies and continue moving forward. The tragedies caused by these witch-like factors would ultimately be resolved.

[Seriously... such an arrogant statement. Since that's the case, then I'll show you true 'malice'!]

"Ugh...!?"

Chang Rong felt for a moment that something had 'invaded' her consciousness, but judging from the concentration of witch factors she sensed, this 'invasion' could only last for 4 or 5 seconds at most.

In such a short time, what can one do even if they occupy the body?

Chang Rong, temporarily 'sealed' in the mirror, was unaware that at the moment he was possessed—

"Hehehe! I've finally found a new body! Haha, you foolish man! [Exchanging it for images captured in the shower over the past 50 years] Such an idiotic reason, and he actually agreed—wait!? What, quack, you've tricked me by taking advantage of me... groan!!!"

The Mirror Demon uttered these words in a single breath using a stylized pronunciation, then the energy used for possession completely disappeared, and Chang Rong's consciousness returned to her body.

"Damn it, I didn't expect there would still be a moment's worth of spare strength... Uh, Milia, hello?"

Chang Rong shook her head, then saw the two 'helpers' in front of her staring at her with the helpless and desperate look of a mother who thought, 'My child has gone astray, I don't know what to do,' and with the disgusted look of someone who thought, 'This guy is hopeless, just throw him in the non-combustible garbage dump and burn him.'

"Um, it's me, An'an, do you want to try hypnotizing me? — Pfft!? Why did you just come up here and hit me with a sketchbook right away!?"

"You're the one we're going to beat, you monstrous monster...!!"

Chang Rong pointed to herself, indicating that if An An was unsure, she could try a hypnotic lie detector test. But for some reason, An An blushed and kept hitting herself with the banging sound.

“Um, Xiaorong… Ru, if you’re really that repressed, I think… it’s okay to let it out a little—” Saeki Miria blushed as well, her words evasive.

"Hmm... Chang Rong, if you really want to see... then look at me. It's not like it's not possible to show you right here..."

As for Kurobe Nanoha, her cheeks were completely flushed, and she spoke softly as she reached out to try to unbutton her clothes.

"Eh?!" "Calm down, Nai!!? This won't do, it's NG, NG behavior!?"

Before Chang Rong could figure out the situation, Natsume An'an and Saeki Miria were completely thrown into disarray by Kurobe Nanoha's behavior. They rushed over to try to stop the mysterious jungler from taking the opportunity to be intimate with Chang Rong in the shower.

"What the hell did you do?!" Chang Rong hurriedly touched the mirror again, trying to question the mirror demon about what it had done in those few seconds. He had just been transferred into the mirror and hadn't even had time to observe the outside world.

[I was originally planning to completely destroy you, but what is this?! How can someone like you build a harem on Prison Island?! You damned social butterfly, just die! You should just die!]

"Why are you the one breathing on me instead?!" Chang Rong was completely bewildered. Shouldn't she be the one questioning and torturing it? Why was the mirror demon getting more agitated? What did that mean?

In short, she no longer had the strength to even maintain her physical form and consciousness. Although she couldn't help that child occupy the body of the person she admired and then use herself as a substitute—

"Hey, wait a minute!" Chang Rong tried to interrupt after hearing the serious topic, but the other person completely ignored her and continued talking to herself.

But are you really planning to save everyone?

"...That's right, I believe in everyone's goodwill, and I believe even more in that great witch. These things are absolutely...absolutely not her intention."

[What an idiot, a complete and utter idiot, but perhaps only an idiot like you has the right to be. I wish for your success on behalf of all the souls imprisoned here...]

After saying this, the mirror in front of Chang Rong returned to its original state, without any special effects.

—The mirror possession trap has been dismantled!—

"Um, the traps here have all been dismantled..."

"To us—"

Chang Rong originally planned to report the results to everyone, but Xia Mu An An angrily activated the hypnotic magic again.

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When Chang Rong came to her senses this time, the girls in front of her were all somewhat surprised when they looked at her, but the 'killing intent' she had felt after being possessed had subsided considerably.

"An'an, what did you ask after you were hypnotized?" Chang Rong asked curiously.

"[I was just asking if you wanted to see everyone's bath pictures or not.]"

"Pfft—I-I-I'm not that kind of sadistic guy!!"

"【That's right, you really aren't, so I'll reluctantly forgive you... I'm sorry】" Natsume Anan held up the sign with a slightly shy expression, seemingly feeling a little guilty about having just given Chang Rong a beating without explanation.

"Sorry, Xiao Rong... I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions. No, but! If a girl invites you to take a bath naked together, you must refuse immediately!!" Milia also ruffled her long, wavy blonde hair, feeling embarrassed, but she immediately switched to a motherly tone and earnestly advised Chang Rong to be mindful of her distance.

"Although I don't know what exactly happened to Nanoha Kaori just now, I'll pretend I didn't hear it... Speaking of which, where's Nanoha Kaori?"