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

The beautiful fairy tale, less than a page long, was turned into a terrible 18+ work because of the author's unintentional ramblings.

Listening to An An's utterly awful sleep-talking, Chang Rong began to ponder whether, in order to live a peaceful and stable life as a 'human being,' she should start spending more time reading more normal classic literature to this little great writer...

"Boom!"

As I was thinking, the door to the recreation room was pushed open again, and Milia walked back from outside the room.

"Uncle, I almost went straight back to my bedroom... What a terrifying ability... Huh?"

Milia saw Chang Rong gently holding An An, with An An lying happily in Chang Rong's arms.

"Xiao Rong, you...you're actually going to take away my ecological niche?! No, I never expected the final boss to be you...!!"

"What niche...!" Chang Rong could only retort softly so as not to wake An An. He was a Sigma man, why would he compete with her for a niche?!

Natsume Anan [99/100]

[Sleeping Beauty who weaves lies] —→ [The pigeon spirit who creates happy endings]

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I'm not from that district, so who in that district would spew nonsense?!

6 bonus chapters today, still need [86 - 4 = 78]

Um... I'm really sorry, it feels like the update schedule hasn't been stable since after the Lunar New Year.

But at least the word count is still relatively stable, right...?

195. Now that things have come to this, saying things like "I only tried to win everyone over to find the Great Witch"...

"Uncle, I'm really hurt..."

"Whose uncle is this...?"

Inside the entertainment room, Saeki Miria was cleaning up the popcorn scattered on the floor while muttering a slightly disappointed complaint in her voice.

Chang Rong originally wanted to personally take down these traitorous popcorns, but at this moment his body was bound by the incarnation of the pigeon spirit, so he could only watch helplessly as Milia helped.

"After all, it was always me, the uncle, who accompanied An'an before. And from those occasional glimpses, it's clear that I was the one who was always by An'an's side. But before I knew it, Xiao Rong stole my niche... It really makes me so sad..."

"This... I'm sorry..." Chang Rong, who was gently stroking the fluffy writer girl curled up in his arms, felt a little embarrassed and didn't know how to respond to this situation.

Seeing Chang Rong's embarrassed and conflicted expression, Saeki Miria's expression changed, and she revealed her usual composed smile with a hint of the exhaustion typical of office workers.

"Don't apologize, don't apologize, Xiao Rong, you don't need to be nervous or embarrassed. I was just joking. I'm actually very happy to see Xiao An so calm, cute and gentle. I would never be jealous if Xiao An was taken away from me."

Milia put the broom she had just swept aside, then sat down next to Chang Rong and said with a smile.

“Zzz…Huff huff…Get away from me…I want to be with that idiot Chang Rong…”

However, as soon as Milia sat down next to Chang Rong, Natsume An'an in his arms seemed to sense the arrival of someone else. With a serene and lovely face, she softly murmured a new command in her sleep—Where did this big-breasted woman come from? Get away from me and don't ruin my good time!

"Uncle, I'm getting a little jealous now..." Hearing An'an's betrayal of forgetting her mother after getting a new rabbit, a rare vein bulged on Milia's face.

"Calm down, Milia! An'an's emotions are still unstable. She's just a kid and hypnotized for fun...!" Chang Rong quickly apologized and admitted defeat. This gloomy, troublesome girl had finally managed to enter standby mode. If she were to be pulled out of bed again, coupled with her uniquely childlike morning grumpiness, who knows what kind of trouble might arise.

Although she has gradually mastered her hypnotic magic and no longer experiences unconscious hypnosis, that doesn't stop the child from maliciously hypnotizing her. What if An'an gets angry, and the famous writer pulls out a pink spiral flashing app and flashes it in front of her eyes, leaving her lying naked in bed with 30x heightened sensitivity...? That kind of thing is definitely not allowed!

Noah's water boil requires various prerequisites. With a little attention, it can be easily defended by a single person. If all else fails, one can ask the OD field expert, Arisa Fujito, to help with physical blocking. Now, it has been directly banned from taking sleeping pills, so it can be said that its cultivation has been completely dissipated and all its power has been lost. It is not worth mentioning on the roadside.

However, An An, a rising star in the field of hypnosis, was even more terrifying to Chang Rong in some ways. For a moment, he couldn't think of any suitable countermeasures. Was this what was called numerical inflation...?

"Actually... I still feel it's a bit unreal... After all, the 'fragments' I saw were almost all from the moments when everyone's emotions were at their most intense, so... I always feel that life on this witch's island was originally going to be even more—cruel."

Milia sat next to Chang Rong, one hand on her cheek, and said with a wry smile.

Her swapping magic can't see an entire scene like Clairvoyance or Vision; it's more like each character's 'personal CG.' Aside from those scenes of wits and battles for the rabbit, most of the CGs are basically defeat and exit CGs.

"But because of you, Xiao Rong, things have turned out this way: I can now enjoy snacks without worrying about murders, and comfortably watch movies with An An in the recreation room..."

Saeki Miria closed her eyes slightly, picked up a kernel of popcorn from the bucket, and put it in her mouth.

"Wouldn't that feel strange?"

"It's really strange... After all, this life is even more relaxed and comfortable than my life at school and the agency... No, but of course I'm very happy with this kind of life! I don't have a single thought of complaining. In fact, since I'm already living such a happy and relaxed life, complaining would just be nitpicking... I'm really, really happy!"

Milia quickly gripped the front of her chest with both hands and explained in a serious manner. Her overly large front armor swayed with her body's tension and bounced up and down due to inertia.

"However... well, how should I put it? I feel like everyone's personalities don't quite match what I saw in those 'fragments'... Of course, these 'changes' are all for the better! For example, Xiao An, in the scenes I saw, is more, uh, a bit of a brat, hahaha..."

Milia gently stroked An'an's fluffy, soft long hair. This girl, who was certified by Coco as the "most difficult landmine girl who explodes at the slightest touch," was successfully intercepted and soothed by Chang Rong. Milia was both surprised and somewhat incredulous.

"It must be because everyone is inherently kind and doesn't need to be pressured or forced by their environment in extreme situations, so they can show this kindness," Chang Rong replied thoughtfully, fiddling with An An's hair.

"Speaking of which, I feel that you've changed subtly, Xiao Rong... I feel that you're more... more selfless now."

Milia looked at the white-haired boy beside her and whispered that at first, everyone was more or less puzzled by Chang Rong's presence as the only person of the opposite sex, but in a very short time, everyone was defeated and captivated by Chang Rong's almost selfless behavior.

"Selfless? Actually, I have my own selfish motives too..." Chang Rong rubbed her hair awkwardly.

"Take this operation for example. Although this approach might be dangerous, I still involved you, Milia, and An'an because—because I hope to bring everyone closer together this way. After all, only by going through and resolving crises together can our relationships become more intimate and stronger, right?"

Chang Rong said to Milia with some guilt that the 'shake hands' campaign was actually motivated by impure motives from the very beginning.

There should be many ways to neutralize the Mirror Demon, but any method should be safer than directly contacting a trap. Chang Rong, however, chose this method because it would allow him to get closer to Anamiria.

"I'm sorry, Milia. It was all because of my own selfish desires—uh-uh!"

Chang Rong's apologetic words were interrupted by Milia's head patting.

"It's alright, it's alright, Xiao Rong. There's no need to worry about this as something bad. After all, even though you said there was danger, you've taken a lot of precautions, haven't you? There's no need to have such negative thoughts."

“Milia…” Hearing the gentle comfort from the uncle beside her, Chang Rong felt a chill run down her spine.

How did she do that? She was able to react and put up a slight resistance when Hiro suddenly pounced on her with a howl (but she might not have been able to resist), and she was even able to try to parry and dodge when facing the attacking 'Big Sister'.

However, Milia's head-rubbing and hair-smoothing... is a causal action that only has a 'beginning' and a 'result', lacking the intermediate process!

Chang Rong, a seasoned expert at head patting, felt a shattering of her resolve at that moment. Her prized head-patting skills were like the hopeless gap between a ninja and mortal compared to a truly maternal man. The purity... was far too inferior!

However, being stroked like this feels really good, like my brain is being sucked away... If An An hadn't been using me as a pillow, Chang Rong would have really wanted to just lie down in Milia's gentle embrace.

Uncle, that scary woman... that terrifying woman!

"Moreover, after Xiao Rong said that she also had her own selfish motives, I actually became much happier!"

"...Huh?" Chang Rong barely snapped out of his daze from being drained of his soul, looking at Milia with some curiosity. Why did Milia seem happy after learning that his 'motives were impure'?

"Because, how should I put it... humans are ultimately not perfect beings, right? If someone is the kind of person who always thinks of and strives for others, they are suppressing their human instincts, which must be a very tiring thing to do... If this continues, they might be the first to give up. So, Xiaorong, you did the right thing. Acting on your desires appropriately will prevent too much pressure. Of course, if you can rest occasionally and completely relax, the effect will be even better."

Milia chuckled as she ruffled Chang Rong's hair, while secretly complaining to herself that the white-feathered pigeon spirit on Chang Rong's thigh was getting in the way.

If An'an weren't lying on Chang Rong's lap right now, then Chang Rong would definitely be lying on her lap, turning into a silly girl who could only make "ooh ooh ooh" sounds, roll her eyes upward, and stick out her tongue!

"Wouldn't acting against one's own conscience and solely for the sake of others be crushed by pressure...? But Heero has always acted for everyone, so perhaps she's under a lot of pressure too..."

Listening to Milia's words, Chang Rong quickly thought of the black-haired student council president. Ever since arriving on this witch's island, she had been constantly on the go, just to stop what she considered the 'third' killing game.

This version of Hero might be more in line with the image of a god-like figure... a saint, whom Milia described as seeking redemption and relentlessly moving forward as a martyr.

"Xiao Xi... well, although it's not nice to talk about her behind her back, I think Xiao hope has only ever been driven by her own desires...?"

Killing rabbits is his livelihood, and rescuing other witches along the way is his job. If we're talking about whether Heero's actions so far have been for everyone's benefit, then there's absolutely no room for argument.

But if you were to ask her if it was solely for everyone's happiness... even Hero herself would probably be too embarrassed to give false testimony.

"Regarding this topic, haha... well, how about we talk about your previous work experience, Uncle...?" Chang Rong smiled and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"...Xiao Rong, you've had it tough too, having to get closer to everyone under these circumstances." Milia sighed helplessly.

"Ah, haha, what a savior..." Chang Rong responded with two awkward laughs.

Now that things have come to this, it's absolutely impossible to say things like, "Because it's said that you can summon the Great Witch if you get along well with everyone"...

As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune are intertwined. If they knew that one of his motives was to shake the Great Witch—it's hard to say whether he'd even be able to see the sun when he woke up in his bedroom the next day after sleeping peacefully by himself…

Just kidding, none of these wishes will come true.

After a brief chat, the two returned to Chang Rong's initial 'reward session,' which involved enjoying a movie with snacks on both sides.

The past of Witch Island, the existence of the Great Witch, the corrosive influence of the witch factor, the old veterans' clever traps, and favorability ratings—all these things were temporarily left behind. The entertainment room was like a partitioned space-time, flowing leisurely on its own, allowing Chang Rong and Milia to fully enjoy this peaceful moment.

...If only it weren't a horror movie playing on the big screen.

Afterwards, we must talk to Meruru about this. Chang Rong believes that as long as we torture her, the jellyfish will not only drop small pearls, but also some gold coins.

Hehe, having conquered the dark side of Witch Island, my power is limitless!

Of course, if it were really that high, the next episode would probably be another tragic incident in the dark room.

"Speaking of which, where did Nanoha Kaori go?" Chang Rong suddenly remembered that the mysterious jungler, Kurobe Nanoha Kaori, seemed to have disappeared after dealing with the Mirror Demon. Although he asked An An at the time, he was just laughed off.

"Well... I'm not really sure either, but maybe it has something to do with the question Xiao An asked back then?"

"An'an? Didn't she ask me if I could, uh, see through the bath picture or something?" Chang Rong sighed and muttered under her breath. An old hand is an old hand; even before her outburst spread, she didn't forget to annoy you.

“That was the first question. Xiao An also asked another question... and Xiao Rong, your answer was unexpected and quite interesting.”

Question? Interesting? What exactly was I asked, and how did I answer...?

Chang Rong was completely bewildered, and at the same time—

"..."

At the library entrance, Kurobe Nanoha was crouching behind the door, cautiously observing through the crack as the purple-kimono-clad girl, Hosho Mag, sat at her desk, humming a tune and occasionally flipping through the book in her hand.

Nanoha Kaori's expression was very serious, as if she were looking through the crack in the door at not the two-year-younger prospective witch, but the mastermind and final boss behind everything.

"……oops?"

Baosheng Mag seemed to notice something. The book in her hand fell to the ground. Mag let out a short gasp, then bent down to try to pick up the book, her whole body being hidden by the desk.

"Hmm..." Nanoha could no longer see Mag, so she planned to push the door open wider. However, before she could even do it—

"What are you doing, Nanoha? The weather's so nice, how about we go on a date?"

"A date—wait!?"

Suddenly, Chang Rong's voice came from behind. The white-haired boy invited Nanoha Kaori to go on a date in a gentle tone. Nanoha Kaori, who had just had a serious expression, instantly showed a flustered and shy look.

However, when she turned around to look at the source of the 'sound', she found that there was no corridor behind her.

"How is this...?" "The answer is my magic~"

"Ugh...!!"

As Nanoha Kaoru turned around to look behind her, the library door opened, and Hosho Mag stood in front of Nanoha Kaoru with a smile, explaining. Her sudden appearance naturally startled Nanoha Kaoru.