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

Meruru swallowed hard, her face flushed, and looked at Chang Rong with expectant eyes, asking in a low voice.

"Well, let's wait until everything is settled before talking about that kind of thing," Chang Rong waved his hand, suppressing Meruru's desire to actually throw a party at her grave.

"I, I understand... This is also part of the placement play, right...! Since that's the case, then I will definitely... Ha, ha... I will definitely suppress this desire at all times until Lord Changrong agrees...!"

"^q^ That's not what I meant..."

What did they do to Meruru?! She's blushing and panting like that?!

It's no wonder that Meruru, having been immersed in the world of witches on the island for so many years, is now a truly remarkable person.

By the way, speaking of Witch Island—

Chang Rong asked Meruru about the living habits of the witches on Witch Island, and the result she got from Meruru was almost exactly the same as what the 'Great Witch' had said.

"The witches on Witch Island are all so kind...! They take good care of me, use all sorts of amazing magic, and even go out of their way to find toys that I have no idea how to play with... Plus, everyone is so relaxed and easygoing, their pace of life is peaceful and uneventful, it's easy to drift off into a daze without even realizing it, and before you know it, the day is over."

"Doesn't it look a bit like a nursing home?"

"Huh? You mean the nursing home, the kind of institution that takes care of the elderly? I've heard of it before, but... now that you mention it, Master Changrong... it does seem to be true...?"

Meruru rested her chin on one hand and pondered for a moment, and judging from her expression, Chang Rong was probably right about 80% of the time.

Now we know why Meruru always smells old – she's been influenced by the old witches of the nursing home.

It seems the Great Witch was right. This group of overly carefree, leisurely, and punctual individuals are indeed capable of creating this kind of unreliable 'witch bullying' situation.

But if that's the case... wouldn't I be dumped with a super hot potato?

Now I'm not only caught between 'humans and witches', but also between 'witches and witches who got kicked out of the group chat'... Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

Forget it, I'll just wait and see after I actually find Xiaoxue... If it turns into something like "Witch Island 3: Civil War", then it has nothing to do with me. At least I did my best.

After waving goodbye to the last remaining traces of evidence left on Witch Island by the veterans, Chang Rong called Leia in as well. The group went to the safe and took out the exquisitely beautiful and luxurious light red 'ritual sword'.

Holding the ceremonial sword in his hand, feeling that familiar heaviness, Chang Rong carefully tightened his grip.

Although in the dream world this sword is a good companion that helps him to deliver countless remains, in reality, the only use of this sword is to summon the Great Witch Yuki.

It's time to end all of this.

After obtaining the ritual sword, Chang Rong and the other two took the elevator back to the castle on the ground. This time, the elevator operated without any problems, and the brush with death never happened again.

Although Meruru and Leia felt a little awkward and shy because of what happened back then, the three of them didn't cause any more trouble on the way back and returned to the reception room peacefully.

"The ritual sword has been retrieved—let's begin the witch's trial ritual!"

In front of the reception room, Chang Rong raised his long sword and spoke loudly to the group of prospective witches in front of him, trying to look cool.

"Hmm... I feel like there's something off about Chang Rongjun...?"

"Noah, Noah felt something was wrong all over his body, as if his existence had been stolen without him noticing..."

"Hiss hiss hiss—!!" "No, don't suddenly get all worked up for no reason, big sister... Huh? I feel like I've been thrown off a cliff to have a party without anyone being called...? No, don't say things like that, big sister!"

"Uncle, I think everyone is overthinking it... At a time like this, there's no need to overthink things..."

"Hmph, I smell a conspiracy! There must be some unspeakable secret waiting for me to discover!"

"What is this feeling of self-deprecation—suddenly becoming a widow, having my pretense exposed and completely reduced to a inferior, flawed person?—desuwa...?"

Although Chang Rong said something like "I'm here to end this band" in a very cool voice, almost none of the trainee witches focused on this.

Girls' sixth sense can be surprisingly accurate. Apart from the kind-hearted Arisa and Milia, who were still somewhat troubled, the other prospective witches all sensed a discordant atmosphere emanating from Rhea and Meruru.

However, since the time between the three people leaving and retrieving the ritual sword was not long, no one continued to dig deeper, after all, there was not much that could be done in such a short time.

It's absurd to say that within the span of a few songs, these people first set up a stage for a concert to mourn the old guard, then held a tea party that lasted until night, and finally, under the cover of darkness, when the atmosphere was right, they casually started a game, right? That would be too ridiculous.

Therefore, the aspiring witches ultimately only questioned the matter verbally, until—

"Are you ready, Rhea-sama? Meruru? It's about to begin! (Referring to the start of the witch trial)"

"Huh...? Um... let me rest a little longer...!" "Ha... ha... of course, no problem, Master Changrong... please use it directly...!"

Chang Rong's casual question resulted in Leia blushing and begging for mercy, and Meruru panting heavily in a daze.

"—This is definitely not right! What on earth are you doing, you monster...!?"

The two's unusual and outrageous behavior even prompted An An to loudly complain.

Instead of judging that great witch, shouldn't we judge this monster of a beast first?

The group of people instantly became even more agitated. At least for this moment, more than summoning the Great Witch to learn the cause and effect of everything, or removing the witch factor from their bodies to return to society, these prospective witches were indeed more curious about what that monstrous white-haired rabbit had done to Rhea and Meruru.

"What a noisy and stupid bunch of idiots with nothing but dirty thoughts... How could that moron rabbit possibly do the horrible things you're all imagining? Take a good look at the time, and stop wasting our time with this stupid behavior."

Just as a group of people surrounded Chang Rong, preparing to torture her, Nikaido Hiro's stern and cold voice rang out. Only then did Chang Rong realize that Hiro, who had been 'sleeping in and absent' all along, had also come to the reception room. However, judging from the way she shakily leaned against the wall to get up, her legs twitching, she probably hadn't fully 'rested' yet.

"Hiro-chan... why are you so sure?" Emma Sakura turned to look at Hiro and asked in a low voice with some curiosity.

"Of course, it's the most basic reasoning, Emma. As for how I reasoned it, that's not important; you wouldn't understand anyway."

Hiro snorted coldly, revealing an arrogant expression that suggested she had everything under control. That expression also carried a sense of superiority and pride, as if to say, 'I can't be bothered to talk to that pathetic witch who hasn't been fucked senseless by a rabbit yet.'

—This is just a calculation based on time... Even if Onii-chan has unlimited energy, well, actually Onii-chan does seem to have unlimited energy... Anyway, judging from yesterday's situation, if Onii-chan really did do something with Rhea and Meruru, then it would take at least 3 to 4 times longer, and considering that Rhea and Meruru's physiques are probably stronger than mine, it would take even longer...

Coco, who had also wriggled back, thought to herself that she was too weak to let her older brother have his fill of fun.

"Well then—I'll leave the rest to you, Margot."

Realizing it was best not to talk to Rhea Meruru for the time being, Chang Rong squeezed out of the witch's encirclement, reached out to shake Bao Sheng Mag's hand, and said to her in a serious tone.

The witch summoning ritual is the end of everything; only by summoning the mastermind behind it all—the Great Witch Yuki—can this story come to a close.

"Oh dear, don't suddenly dump such a heavy burden on me~ I might run away because I can't handle the pressure, hehe..."

Looking at the hand Chang Rong offered, Bao Shengma hesitated for a moment and did not take it. Instead, she took a step back and smiled teasingly at Chang Rong, but as she spoke, she began to have some doubts in her heart.

When Chang Rong and the other two arrived at the reception room, the white-haired boy in the middle, with his left arm around Meruru and his right arm around Renmi Ryoa (though he wasn't actually embracing her), looked like a wicked, perverse Xingyu rabbit, showing off to everyone the two victims who had already been "trained" and were now under his control.

But it really was just the time it takes to ride an elevator! How did he do that? Could it be that this guy who flipped over 13 Lovers cards in one go is some kind of master of the Wood Realm...?

However… these problems aren't things that need to be solved right now. There's plenty of time left for me to tease and observe this young man, Chang Rong.

After all, Baosheng Mag knew very well, better than anyone else, that this ceremony was doomed to fail from the very beginning.

Thanks to Chenguang Moxin for the helpful tip! I've been obsessed with making chive boxes lately, I'm going to buy a couple now.

Thanks to Mo Gu Shang, a long-term vegetarian, and Ya De Miller for feeding me.

229. Go judge the Great Witch, why are you judging me?

"Coo coo coo...Should I participate too...?"

"Yes. Because this is also a [witch trial]. Considering that the more formal the ceremony, the higher the success rate, the more you, Warden, must participate."

Inside the reception room, the warden, faced with the serious and earnest expression of the long-haired, black-haired Yamato Nadeshiko, didn't know how to refute her. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly and fly to Chang Rong's head. After stomping on it a couple of times to make sure it felt okay, he lay down on it.

"Now that everyone is here—let's go."

After confirming the number of people in the room, Nikaido Hiro and his group headed to the courtroom in the castle.

A group of aspiring witches, plus one bird, one corpse, and one wreckage, marched in a grand procession toward the Inquisition.

—It really is...a bit poignant.

On the way to the courtroom, Chang Rong looked at her companions and sighed with emotion.

I walked this path once before, just a few hours after I lost my memory in the ice and was forcibly blasted out by Tachibana Sherry and regained consciousness. However, my feelings then were completely different from now.

At that time, I knew nothing about my surroundings, let alone what the witch's trial was about. All I knew was that I had to try to prove that I was not a 'suspect in the conspiracy' in the upcoming trial.

This time, however, he knew everything and was also clear that the real 'behind-the-scenes secret' didn't belong to any force. He even found himself appreciating the exquisite artistry of the mosaic stained-glass windows lining the corridors.

Of course, it's not just myself—

Chang Rong glanced at Meruru on the ice beside her. As their eyes met, Meruru immediately gave her a shy yet desire-filled smile. Her expression practically screamed, "It's okay here..."

It seems we'll have to find a normal environment from now on, otherwise the negative impact on the aspiring witches will be immeasurable...

The 'victim' who should have died long ago is now by his side, greeting everyone's 'future' with a somewhat ominous yet happy smile.

Meanwhile... Chang Rong looked at the black-haired, purple-eyed girl named Bao Sheng Ma Ge, who was wearing a purple low-cut kimono.

"Oh...? What's wrong, Chang Rong? Are you feeling very tired? If so, would you like me to give you a massage to relieve your fatigue?"

Marge noticed Chang Rong's gaze and immediately smiled seductively as she approached. She raised her hands and pretended to put them on Chang Rong, asking in a teasing tone.

"I have indeed been quite tired lately. Since you've said that, then I'll leave it to Marge."

"……oops?"

Mag, who had only intended to tease Chang Rong, was taken aback by Chang Rong's bold and 'open-minded' response. His hands froze in mid-air, unsure whether to pet the rabbit or retract them.

"What a pity, I was just joking~" "But I wasn't joking, so I'm asking Mag?"

"Hmm...! Let's talk about it after the ceremony."

Chang Rong's relentless pressure caused Mag to lose his rhythm, and in the end he could only wave his hand to say that he would definitely do it next time, and then he retreated back into the crowd.

Now Mag was even more convinced of the changes in Chang Rong. The innocent and naive boy who was once ignorant of the world seemed to have completely evolved into that kind of monster and godlike guy.

He didn't react like this when I teased him before...!

Looking at Baosheng Mag's adorable appearance, Chang Rong wondered if Mag was also a cat lover. After all, thinking about it carefully, she was quite like Kimi. If left alone, she would come up to you on her own, but if you really wanted to pet her, she would run away in fright.

In any case, Baoshengma, who should have been the one being judged, has now become the one presiding over the trial. This is yet another change in identity.

Chang Rong then looked at the most eye-catching girl in the crowd, Nikaido Hiro, who was wearing a black uniform and a pleated skirt and had long, straight black hair.

"—"

Just then, Hiro turned around and looked at Chang Rong. As their eyes met, Hiro gave Chang Rong a gentle smile. Then, she glanced around and, after confirming that there was a good opportunity, deliberately slowed down and walked to Chang Rong's side.

"It's almost the end, Chang Rong," Xi Luo sighed softly.

"Yes...it really feels like a very long journey." Chang Rong also fell into thought. Although the path to the courtroom had not changed on these two occasions, the experiences that occurred along the way were truly, truly long.

"No matter what happens next, I will always be by your side, so that you, silly rabbit, won't accidentally run off again."

Hiro smiled and spoke softly, as her fair hand, hidden in her sleeve, slowly extended and moved towards Chang Rong's palm—

"Hiro, are you really alright? Don't you need to rest a little longer?"

"Ugh! Tsk... I don't plan to repeat this again. I'm really fine, Rhea."

Hero's plan to secretly hold hands in public was interrupted by the unexpected appearance of Ryota Hasumi. Looking at the blond-haired woman in front of him with a concerned expression, Hero couldn't very well complain, and could only rub his head to indicate that he was fine.