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

Tono Hannah noticed that Chang Rong's coat had a precise cut on the shoulder.

"You were scratched by the scythe when you were escaping, right? Don't worry, Miss, I'm not hurt," Chang Rong replied, turning her head to look at the gap.

Although there was a frightening-looking wound, the cut itself only grazed the skin and didn't break the skin at all. It seems that achieving this effect requires more skill than simply cutting yourself into a 'perfectly grotesque' appearance.

"But the clothes are torn! Oh right, I just found a sewing kit yesterday, so let me fix them!"

Hannah Tono thought of something and immediately walked over to Chang Rong with great enthusiasm, wanting to take off his coat.

"Hmm? Isn't that unnecessary? Nikaido-kun told me that everyone's clothes here are automatically changed every day, right?"

"That's such a waste of Desuwa! It could be worn again after a quick wash and a few repairs—ugh!" Tono Hannah complained angrily, but then she realized something and immediately shut her mouth.

"Washing clothes, mending clothes? For a young lady like you, that's a bit too much..."

"Ugh, well, anyway..."

"Wow, she's far too virtuous! I see. I knew that the 'virtuous Yamato Nadeshiko' attribute that Nikaido lacked shouldn't have disappeared into thin air. It turns out that it was you, Lady Tono, who filled that gap!"

"Uh, um... eh?"

Tono Hannah paused for a moment, her emerald-like eyes blinking helplessly.

—Is this also his 'perjury'? But it seems a little different...?

"Well, anyway, I'm exactly the type you think I am! I'll send the clothes over to you after they're sewn up, as a thank you for today, okay?" Tono Hannah said, blushing as she took off Chang Rong's coat and put it in her arms.

"Thank you? I just risked my life to save you, Miss! And this is how you thank me?"

Upon hearing that Tono Hannah wanted to repay a debt of gratitude, Chang Rong perked up. He then pinned Tono Hannah against the back of the sofa, staring intently at the wealthy young lady before him.

"You...you...what kind of desuwa do you want...?"

Tono Hannah swallowed hard and asked in a flustered tone.

"Heh...you'll have to pay more!"

"……what?"

"At least 5 bitcoins—no, 10, no, 15, 17 bitcoins—wow!"

"Go and take out a small loan yourself!"

Hannah Tono, pouting, tiptoed and used the Hannah Rocket Headbutt to knock down Brother Jiaqian, then left the reception room with a pouty face and Chang Rong's coat in her arms.

"What kind of young lady would use a headbutt..."

Chang Rong covered her nose to keep the butterflies from bubbling up while watching Tono Hannah's retreating figure and muttering complaints under her breath.

And why does this scene seem so familiar?

Oh right, when Nanoha Kaori took her own bedding, she left behind a similar back view.

……

...Won't these people strip me naked one day?

In short, after Tono Hannah took her clothes, Chang Rong plopped down on the sofa and looked at her witch transformation progress on her phone, the number that represented her 'corpse'.

The day before, Chang Rong hadn't had time to ask about Tono, Hannah G, and Saki Tachibana, Sherry. However, today, just a casual question from a shrimp yielded information that left Chang Rong a bit overwhelmed.

One thing is already very clear: before Chang Rong came to this 'Galage Tomb World', the white-haired boy was undoubtedly in a state of 'actual existence and death'.

Bi Qi was actually stuffed into the [Morgue 3] and left to freeze. This isn't a situation that can be resolved by watching an ad and typing "1," is it?

If that's the case, then what's the situation with Chang Rong now, the Chang Rong who's using a zombie account?

Could it be that I am actually using someone else's account? Are those ubiquitous feelings of déjà vu just residual muscle memory from this body?

……

Hannah Tono's information is still somewhat limited. She was in a panic at the time, so she didn't remember many details. But if it were Sherry Tachibana, she would probably have recorded the situation from a more objective and detached perspective.

I need to find time to talk to Shirley Tachibana alone. Also, I need to go check out that morgue...

My thoughts were interrupted yet again, this time by a pair of familiar cat ears peeking out from the corner of the living room.

"What are you doing over there? Are you digging for information with Liu Yi?"

"Meow!?"

Caught red-handed, Ze Du Ke Ke made an extremely vulgar and agitated sound.

"Hmm... So you were planning to sneak out of the castle through the main hall and into the reception room, but you found me in the reception room, so you're hesitating and wondering whether to risk alerting me by sneaking away from here?"

"Why do you know so much detail? Can you read minds?!"

—Isn't that reaction a bit too weak? Oh no, I really want to keep digging into her to see her reaction!

Seeing the way Keycap Zetsu Coco was scared into a spiny back mode, Chang Rong sighed, then gave a kind and gentle smile and patted the sofa cushion next to her.

"Well, well, since we're already here, how about we, as pitiful prisoners locked up here together, try to get to know each other a little better?"

"Ugh... What, what are you trying to do?!"

"Nikaido-kun said your ability seems to be [clairvoyance], but not in the physical sense. It seems that the complete death of that Black Mist Witch Ice Specialist is also related to a certain potion that you found using that clairvoyance magic?"

"Well, so what... I've already made up my mind, no matter what, I'm going to survive this time!" Ze Du Ke Ke breathed on the white-haired boy in front of him, who was completely unfathomable, with no information about him and whose actions were unpredictable, trying to encourage himself in this way.

"【False Evidence】: It was just casual conversation between friends to promote friendship, right~?"

"To foster friendships with someone like you..."

"Oh, if you're not coming over, then I'll just pounce on you!"

"Meow!?"

—When you're feeling frustrated and overwhelmed, you just need to pet a cat!

Looking at the disheveled appearance of Zedu Cocoa, Chang Rong felt a warm sensation on his own corpse.

Volume 1: Chapter 39. Kimi at My Level

"Hey Coco-chan, when I was chatting with Tohno-sama just now, were you using magic—[Clairvoyance]—to spy on me, right?"

Inside the reception room, Chang Rong, who was extremely agitated and troubled by the fact that she was probably a corpse, started to rummage through the passing magical cats, intending to slow down her witch transformation process in this way.

"Huh? I can't be bothered to watch your boring childish games!"

Chang Rong asked Ze Du Ke Ke with a DIO-like expression, and the latter immediately retorted loudly.

"Besides, my magic [Clairvoyance] isn't the kind of super convenient magic that can actually receive everything at will. The person being observed has to be watching my live stream, or have a picture of me or something for the magic to work. In short, I can only see people who are 'observing' me—so I won't, and am too lazy to, and it's impossible for me to use magic to spy on you, understand?" To clear herself of any suspicion of spying, Zedu Coco frowned and breathed on the air as she explained the rules of her magic to Chang Rong.

"Heh, that's hard to say." Chang Rong snorted coldly, pushed up his non-existent black-rimmed glasses, and said in a deliberately mysterious manner.

"Hard to say...? What's hard to say?" Ze Du Ke Ke blinked her cat-like orange vertical pupils and looked at Chang Rong with a puzzled expression.

"Oh dear, how do you know that I wasn't thinking about you when I was chatting with the young lady just now?"

"How disgusting...! This behavior is so despicable! And using that method is the only way to trigger my magic [Clairvoyance]!"

"I was just kidding. There's no place for you in my heart right now."

"Please don't make room for me! Ugh... I can't be bothered with you guys at all, except for 'I'm pushing'!"

Zetsu Coco gritted her teeth and turned her head away, as if she genuinely loathed living with this group of prospective witches (and a prospective demon pill). Her tone only became cheerful and relaxed when she talked about 'my favorite'.

"'I recommend'? Coco, you're such a busybody! What a coincidence, I've also dabbled in this area. Tell me, what kind of streamer do you like? Is it the kind who makes everyone stand up and announce that they're going to freeload? Or the kind who's always bickering with Bai Zi and thinks they're a pro? Or the best 4+1 group determined to revive the glory of GuoV? It can't be the kind that's not so common, right?" Chang Rong sat next to Ze Du Coco, happily listing off a long list of streamers, as if they were old friends.

"What are all these things... The real issue is my idol! I want to become a superstar like my idol, and make my idol happier than anyone else!"

Zedu Keke was completely bewildered by Chang Rong's overly rambling remarks, and impatiently waved his hand to indicate that he wasn't that hopeless.

"You aspire to be a streamer, but end up being a die-hard fan who knows nothing about industry trends? I understand, I understand that feeling. Back when I finally solved the first big question on my physics exam after a whole night of hard work, I thought I was destined to be a scientist."

"……what?"

"However, some things can't be done just by thinking about them. You're still young, and you'll naturally understand this in the future."

"No, no, no, you're about the same age as me, what's with this 'know-it-all' look that's typical of middle-aged people?!" Ze Du Ke Ke immediately retorted. From her perspective, Chang Rong was just a guy who was about the same age as her, pretending to be old without any real reason.

"Foolish! According to Orange's testimony, I have at least one more year of frozen shelf life than Coco-chan, so I'm a genuine veteran, you know?"

Chang Rong grinned crookedly, spread her hands, and struck a pose as if to say, "Since you've seen such a senior person, why not pay your respects?"

—This guy's brain must be frozen solid!

"In the end, youthful dreams are nothing but immature illusions! Just like the wish to become a magical girl, the prayer of a 30-year-old middle-aged, balding, corporate slave is much purer and more steadfast than that of a 15-year-old who is ignorant of the world and thinks he is a little kid!"

This guy's brain must be frozen solid!

Looking at the crazy, white-haired boy in front of her, Zedu Coco began to reflect on her actions for the first time from the bottom of her heart.

If I hadn't encouraged others to say he was behind the operation when we first met, if I hadn't gone over and berated him after the lunch farce, if I had turned and run away the moment I passed the meeting room... wouldn't I have avoided being targeted by this terrifying guy?

Ever since being captured and brought to this prison island, Zetsu Coco has been extremely 'provocative' in her words and actions towards any girl. Basically, she's either breathing on someone or on her way to breathe on them.

[Where did you learn those weird verbal tics? Could it be from that anonymous, big-nosed customer service lady with a string of letters? So corny, so stereotypical, super~~~~ cliché!] — This is how she greets her roommate, Tono Hannah.

[If you want to be a big star, why not have that owl put on a concert just for you? Maybe you can even broadcast it so your parents can see the prison superstar~] — This is how Hasumi Ryoga, who is always protecting the team, says.

[You 'detective' haven't solved the biggest case you've ever solved so far, it's finding out where you left your own brain, right? Oh wait, obviously you haven't found it yet www] — This is how Shirley Tachibana, who calls herself a detective, is being scornful.

【Even though the clothes were distributed by the underworld, there's no need to wear those leg rings on purpose, right? She pretends to be innocent, but she's actually a super promiscuous person, isn't she?】——This is how Sakura Emma, ​​who always hums and whine with a soft and innocent look, but has a leather leg ring tied around her left leg.

[You've been running around with that gun on your back all day without firing a single shot. Is it some kind of toy? What's with this guy who's never even touched a real gun? He should just be a good guy and agree to everything.] — This is how Kurobe Nanoha Kaori, who is always silent and wanders around with a gun on her back, says with a sigh.

【All you do is whine and whimper all day long. If you're going to play the victim, at least do it within limits. If it's too fake, it'll just make me think you're some kind of pervert hiding something. Stay away from me!】——Sighing at the almond milk on ice that keeps dropping little pearls.

【What? That mask? Is it to cover up thick lips? A slit-mouthed woman? Bad breath? If none of these are the case, it's incredibly stupid. Are you the kind of person I'm talking about, Sai-ji Jiahao?】—Sighing at Arisa Shito, who always wears a hooded mask.

In short, almost everyone on Prison Island has been verbally abused by Sawatari Koko.

Among them, although self-proclaimed leaders like Nikaido Hiro or Rhea would occasionally refute and correct their way of speaking, it was precisely because they considered themselves leaders that they would not completely break off relations and have a big argument with them.

After all, if things really escalate, it will be difficult for anyone to clean up the mess and step down. This is something they, who are trying to maintain collective stability, do not want to see, because 'turmoil' means a decline in their dominance.

Hmph, what a bunch of idiots. They're already in this place, yet they're still pretending to be playing house. What a bunch of morons! Since everyone will end up killing each other anyway, as long as I survive, it doesn't matter what I do!

I'm the most gay person in the gay community! A gay person of my caliber has the right to be gay with everyone!

Based on this belief, Ze Du Ke Ke set her sights on the newcomer, the veteran Chang Rong, who looked like a stupid rabbit and might be involved in the shady dealings. She believed that a kick would make him whine and complain for a long time.

And just like that, Coco's life was completely ruined.