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

Chang Rong placed her hand on the scarf and gently stroked it, fully enjoying its tender warmth.

This ugly scarf, which looks like a rag, is, for the blonde girl in front of her, a kind of 'persistence' that she has inherited from two timelines.

Last time, Milia was unable to personally drape the scarf over the white-haired boy, but this time, she personally dressed the scarf around the neck of the person she cared about most.

"She's clearly not suitable for Xiaorong at all, she looks so plain and ugly, but, but... I, this uncle, am really, really happy..."

The tears that had been lingering in my eyes finally reached their limit and fell from the corner of my eye.

The blonde girl smiled and kept wiping the corners of her eyes. Although she looked a little disheveled, her happiness was overflowing.

"I thought I was already a typical middle-aged office worker, but... at times like this, I'm still just an ordinary girl after all..."

Milia smiled at Chang Rong, and the aura of an older, overworked office worker vanished in that instant. At least to Milia Saeki at this moment, she was just an ordinary girl who had finally reunited with the person she loved.

"Don't worry, Milia, I'll definitely wear it properly this time—I'll wear this scarf for the rest of my life."

"Eh...? A lifetime... No, no, no, that's too embarrassing, please don't—Ugh!?"

Milia blushed instantly at Chang Rong's declaration. She tried to snatch the tattered scarf back, but suddenly stumbled and fell forward.

Pfft!

Milia didn't have Emma's skillful flat-ground fall technique. Because of this, when she fell to the ground in a sorry state, she almost directly used her "five fingers" to press Chang Rong down completely, making him unable to move or breathe.

"Mmm-mmm-mmm—"

"Waaaaaah!? I'm so sorry, Xiao Rong! Are you alright...?!"

"Cough cough—Although I was almost suffocated, I'm actually alright for now—"

"..." "——"

Chang Rong awkwardly pulled his head out from the gap in the face wash that Milia had barely managed to lift, responding in a disheveled manner. At the same time, their eyes met again.

The light from the infirmary chandelier was blocked by Milia, who was lying on top of him. In the dark shadows, all Chang Rong could see was the beautiful, long, flowing hair of the blonde girl and the incredibly cute, blushing face hidden within it.

"Xiao Rong, you...you really don't dislike older men, right...?"

"Um"

Even if, even if I'm a boring guy who likes to use the slang of a corporate slave.

"Um"

Even though I'm clumsy and clueless when it comes to housework.

"Um"

"Even though... I was cowardly and once even thought about ending it all in order to escape cyberbullying."

"Um"

Even if... even if...

Saeki Miria didn't press further; the testimony was sufficient.

With sufficient evidence and compelling testimony, it is time to announce the verdict in this trial.

Saeki Miria leaned down and kissed him carefully and awkwardly.

Then, everything became logical, just like the scenes she had seen again and again in Chang Rong's memories.

At first, Saeki Miria always felt that it wasn't because Chang Rong was so amazing, but simply because young people nowadays were too precious and delicate.

Although I have absolutely no experience and have never learned about the relevant knowledge, I don't think that kind of behavior would exhaust me to death.

It must be that young people these days are too tired to exercise and lack the hard-working spirit of the older generation, which is why they beg for mercy so easily! If it were me, I definitely wouldn't have made such a mess of things!

But soon—when Chang Rong pounced on her for the third time, and Milia hadn't even caught her breath, this self-proclaimed "old man" and "veteran" girl finally realized that she was indeed terribly wrong.

"Wait a minute, Xiaorong... at least let the court adjourn first... how can you do this—no, you can't! I'm your mother...!!"

"Heh heh, you're even calling out 'Mom' to save your life? No problem, today I'll show you what true filial piety is!"

"Eek!? I object—disagree—I won't defend myself anymore... Uncle, I plead guilty, I surrender—Waaah!?!"

In the end, Saeki Miria's dying question, delivered with her last ounce of strength, could not reverse the outcome.

-

"Um... Milia, so what exactly is our relationship now...?"

"Don't talk, Xiao Rong, keep rubbing..."

On the hospital bed in the infirmary, Chang Rong leaned against the headboard, stroking the hair of the blonde girl in his arms. He tried to ask her something, but received no response.

He finally managed to ruffle Milia's hair, but at what price? Was it all really worth it?

That said, he had just been using Milia's identity to fool others into not confessing to Chang Rong/getting Chang Rong to suck his feet, and then he ended up in bed with Milia...

Huh? Could it be... that I'm actually a really sadistic scumbag?

Chang Rong, who had almost choked her 'Mom (?)' just now, suddenly realized and pondered.

Miria Saeki【90/100】——→【100/100】

[A hot college girl debuting] — → [A middle-aged man who dominates the courtroom]

Thanks to Chenguang Moxin for the sudden, unexpected attack.

Thanks to Orca Sword Saint Skadi 1+2=? · Dream Zero Vanishes · sty078 · Pearl Tears Elegy Narcissus Mermaid for the feeding.

4 words extra today

After thinking about it, I'll just keep going for now... Taking time off to adjust my biological clock feels like I'm just fooling myself; maintaining perfect attendance is more reliable.

245. Sister, you have no bottom line! Turns out, I'm the same way.

"I...I feel like I'm really losing my bottom line lately..."

Inside the infirmary, Chang Rong, a white-haired boy leaning against the bed with a blonde bombshell in his arms, covered his face with his other hand and muttered to himself.

"At first, I would at least offer a token resistance, even going to great lengths to protect my Sigma body—but now I feel like someone who would just give up on the spot with the slightest push? Could it be, could it be that I'm really a slut at heart...?"

This time, because it was only a one-on-one session, Milia didn't lose her temper and shake her head like Shiro did. So Chang Rong also 'restrained' his strength, which made his Inch-Stopping Sage Time come faster and more fiercely than usual.

Almost immediately after refuting the court's dark side with pale evidence to the point of no return, Chang Rong fell into a state of self-loathing in a state of sage mode.

"Um... no, don't say that about yourself, Xiao Rong. This isn't some 'casual' thing! It's a precious ending that we finally managed to hold in our hands after countless twists and turns and hardships!"

Milia, nestled in Chang Rong's arms, propped her head up and looked at him. She pouted and retorted softly in a complaining tone, saying that she was not some sadistic hot girl who suddenly took a liking to a white-haired boy and pushed him down. Instead, she had made this decision after careful consideration after regaining her memories!

"Is that so...? Well, Milia, if you put it that way, it's true..."

Chang Rong stroked the rough scarf beside her. This seemingly dull and tattered woven scarf actually carried the trust, experiences, and emotions that she and Milia had accumulated over two entire timelines.

From the perspective of an uninformed bystander, what just happened in the infirmary was nothing more than two hotheaded guys getting together and fighting about the future.

But for both Milia, who regained her memories, and Chang Rong, this was more like a natural act of going with the flow after going through countless hardships, separations, and finally a difficult reunion.

"That's right... that's it. I'm not a jerk... probably...!"

Chang Rong mustered his courage and clenched his fist. Although his brother had almost slept with a dozen girls, and although this infirmary was almost becoming a private love nest in this playthrough, he was still that innocent, sunny, and cheerful big boy!

Seeing that Chang Rong was no longer obsessing over things, Milia smiled again. She reluctantly raised her arm and gently placed it on Chang Rong's head. After the white-haired boy rubbed her head for a while, the dormant "motherly blood" within Milia kicked in again, prompting her to rub the white rabbit's head in return.

“This isn’t a rash decision, Xiaorong. On the contrary, it’s a reward for all the ups and downs we’ve gone through, for finally supporting each other to get to this point… It’s a reward we deserve, right?”

Milia smiled and gently persuaded Chang Rong not to feel guilty about what had just happened.

"Yes, that's it! I'm still the world's number one Sigma man! What I did just now wasn't a rash decision to kiss, but rather the best way to repay everyone for everything we've been through together! So, even if I accidentally end up sleeping with everyone later, it shouldn't be a problem, right!"

"Well... that does sound like pure scumbag behavior..."

"Gurgle...!!"

Milia's awkward smile and sarcastic remark instantly crushed Chang Rong's newly inflated ego.

I could have just said some nice words to comfort you, but you're really stubborn. Are you planning to be the final boss of the Witch Island dungeon, fighting against all the future witches in the world all by yourself?

Seeing Chang Rong, who had become docile again after being sunk, Milia smiled helplessly and rubbed his head.

"Uncle... I've really recalled a lot of past memories... and I finally understand why you were so nervous about my swapping magic before, Xiao Rong. It's because I used this magic on Noah before, right?"

"Yes, the magic didn't dissipate back then; instead, it continued until the very end with an ending that no one wanted to see..."

Chang Rong recalled that almost desperate scene once again. It was at that moment that Chang Rong realized that the magic of exchange itself could not 'save' anyone's life. Its only function was to make the user a sacrificial lamb, to bear the pain for the real victim, and to give the person who should have been sacrificed the opportunity to express the regrets that had never been spoken in their dying moments.

"Uncle, I promise I'll never use the swapping magic again! Don't worry, Xiao Rong, I promise I won't do anything to make you worry again!"

Saeki Miria puffed out her chest and solemnly assured Chang Rong, but immediately slumped back down against Chang Rong again due to the soreness in her lower back.

"Hmm... Although I know that you did it to help Noah, Milia, in terms of the result... well, I don't really have the right to criticize your actions back then. Besides, if the witch resurrection ritual doesn't progress, we might really need to use your swap magic. Although we don't fully understand the mechanism of this magic yet, it seems that the swap magic can work in conjunction with Coco's clairvoyance magic, and even have the effect of bringing back past timeline events—that's probably why you were able to see your past ending, Milia."

"Huh, so this is Coco's ability... Then, does that mean that in order to help everyone regain their magic, we'll need Xiao Rong, Coco, and me together? No, that's not right, we'll also need to add the people who need to regain their memories... That means there will be four people, or even more... No, no, but it shouldn't be a problem for Xiao Rong, right... Waaaaah..."

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Although Milia understood Chang Rong's explanation of the 'Magic Martial Soul Fusion Skill', she suddenly started muttering to herself and blushed, leaving Chang Rong completely bewildered, unable to understand what numbers Milia was calculating.

"Anyway—that all happened later, right!" Milia seemed to realize her lapse in composure, and she quickly shook her head to indicate that nothing had happened and that she was absolutely not thinking about any inappropriate or suggestive behavior such as group sex.

"Speaking of which... Xiao Rong, what are your thoughts on that 'Xiao Xue'?"

To avoid further embarrassment, Milia quickly changed the subject. Upon hearing Xiaoxue's name, it was Chang Rong who suddenly became flustered and embarrassed.

"About Xiaoxue... Ugh, I... I really need to reflect on this..."

Chang Rong covered her face and held her forehead, looking like she was saying, "How could this be?"

"Although at the beginning, I did have the shameful, wicked motive of giving the protagonist of the harem anime, but after meeting Yuki, I decided to go for the pure love route. But... but why did things turn out like this when I came to my senses...!"

Is this what they call fate playing tricks? Chang Rong, who initially aimed for a harem, changed course after meeting Xiao Xue and decided to pursue a pure love story. But the result of this 'pure love route' is that the number of aspiring witches he's conquered, both young and old, is almost in the double digits...

"This... hahaha... Uncle, I think this is what they call 'taking the long way around is the best shortcut,' right? Xiao Rong, you see, it's because you went through all these things with everyone that you have a deeper understanding of what Xiao Xue is carrying, right? That way, when you meet Xiao Xue, you'll know better what to say to her, right?"

Saeki Miria coaxed her, saying that maybe Yuki just liked this towering green hat tower that was tens of meters high.

In any case, at least for Milia, she couldn't empathize with Xiaoxue too deeply. Putting aside the fact that the "hatred of annihilation" itself seemed to be a misunderstanding caused by the immortal race's shirking of responsibility, Xiaoxue's subsequent series of infuriatingly inconsistent actions made Milia unable to utter a single word of comfort.

However… it was precisely because of Xiaoxue's actions that I had the opportunity to lie in the white-haired boy's arms right now, savoring this overly rough joy. From this perspective, I might never forget you, Green-Hat Xiaoxue.

"That's what they say... but... uh... am I no longer pure, Milia?"

Chang Rong was still a little conflicted. He looked at Milia pitifully, trying to find some comfort from her.

"At least switch bodies before saying lines like that, Xiao Rong... Seriously, Xiao Rong, you were just acting like a tyrannical, twisted monster, completely ignoring my pleas for mercy. How come you're acting like a girl now, shrinking back and regretting it? Isn't that a bit much?"