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

Just kidding, Nanoha Kaori already took the blanket.

In short, I have to do something! To see Xiaoxue again, and for the ceremony in two days, I will not give up in this pre-dawn darkness!

Chang Rong clenched his fists, his mind racing. He recalled the same predicament he felt during his first witch trial, when he had almost single-handedly fought against all the prospective witches, just to avoid being implicated as a culprit.

Now, after all the twists and turns, I find myself once again standing on the opposite side of everyone, with my back to all living beings, facing the same brainstorming sessions and trying to save my own life.

Grant me the power to turn the tide in this desperate situation, Xiaoxue! Grant me the extraordinary wisdom to survive these next two days without turning into a dried-up corpse!

"Ahem, before you all leave, could you please have a little more time?"

Finally, just before the others were about to leave, thinking about how to juice the rabbit, Chang Rong walked to the TV in the living room, coughed twice, and stopped them.

"Oh dear, my husband has finally lost his patience and wants to take care of his personal desires here first? Hehe, of course, I have no problem with that~"

Baosheng Mag said with a joking laugh, but his purple eyes were carefully observing Chang Rong and the other witches, trying to find out what they were hiding.

"Of course not—! What I want to say is that the witch resurrection ceremony will be officially held the day after tomorrow. If the ceremony is successful, no matter what the final outcome is, at least for us, it will bring an end to our life on this witch island that has gone through three cycles."

Chang Rong tapped on the TV screen next to him, deliberately putting on a mysterious and cryptic expression as he spoke.

"At first, this island was just a prison island to everyone, but as we gradually learned about the past, the original existence of Witch Island was gradually discovered. And this mountain of code, which was piled up with old magical traps, has finally become a leisurely place that truly lives up to its dreamy name, Witch Island, thanks to everyone's unremitting efforts."

"The hardships we've all experienced along the way, the despair we've faced together, and the joys we've unexpectedly gained—these memories have become an indispensable part of our lives, a part of who we are today."

"Hmm... what exactly is Chang Rongjun trying to say?" Emma tilted her head, somewhat confused.

"What I want to say is, let's say goodbye properly, river of time—cough cough cough. In any case, this island has already held too many memories for us. Since we're about to leave, before we go, would you all like to write down any regrets you haven't yet fulfilled on Witch Island?"

Chang Rong almost pulled out his phone and spun around on the spot, but he quickly steered the conversation back on track and incited the crowd.

"But just writing it down is a bit boring. How about this? We'll all anonymously write down everyone's unfulfilled regrets, and then we'll all guess whose regret it is. If someone guesses it, we'll try to help them fulfill their wish. How about that?"

Chang Rong held up a finger, guiding the others to ask questions.

"Regrets that couldn't be fulfilled... We certainly have some." Natsume Anan looked thoughtful and deliberately profound after hearing this suggestion.

"If that's the case, I actually also..." Arisa tugged at her hood and said shyly in a low voice.

"That's right, that's right. Everyone must have their own regrets, so let's take this last chance to make up for everyone's shortcomings together!"

Chang Rong quickly raised her phone, signaling everyone to anonymously write down their unfulfilled wishes. The prospective witches, sensing the call, responded and began typing with different expressions.

— Haha, a bunch of idiots, they're easier to fool than the bees at your doorstep!

Seeing everyone earnestly writing down their regrets, Chang Rong instantly revealed a sly smile, as if she had a well-thought-out plan.

Regrets and nostalgia for youth, it doesn't really matter! All I have to do is find a way to stall, just keep dragging it out! I don't care what method I use to distract these people, as long as I can get through these two days!

Beep beep!

"Ok?"

Chang Rong's eerie, cackling laughter hadn't even finished when his phone suddenly rang. He unlocked the screen and found that a message had been sent anonymously.

"So soon... Well then, let's see what regrets this unnamed prospective witch still has left to fulfill on this island of magic and miracles."

Chang Rong deliberately used lengthy descriptions to pad the runtime as much as possible. If this were a variety show, he would have loved to use four cameras to film the action of taking out a phone, then edit and repeat it for 120 seconds before inserting commercials.

Unfortunately, this wasn't a variety show, so after trying to fool them, Chang Rong obediently projected her phone screen onto the TV.

A flash of white light appeared, and the unfulfilled wish of a certain aspiring witch surfaced on the television screen:

It's such a shame we couldn't have Holmes and Watson's offspring merge and create a super-witch detective!

"..."

Upon seeing the words, Chang Rong froze on the spot, and the others also stopped pointing, beginning to guess how to identify the owner of this wish given the scarcity of clues.

"Hmm? I smell a case—since the other party likes to use Sherlock Holmes' name so much, she must be a great detective who loves deduction, right? Hey Watson, what do you think?"

Shirley Tachibana stared at Chang Rong with sparkling eyes. Holding a magnifying glass, she excitedly approached, waiting for her Watson to solve this age-old problem and fulfill her dream.

"Hard to say, maybe it's the warden—ah, another message has arrived, let's take a look!"

Chang Rong responded in a low voice, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and the ringing of his cell phone became a lifeline, prompting him to quickly find an excuse to get through this.

The second message was also projected onto the monitor:

[I've never been able to sneak out for a walk with Chang Rongjun while wearing the collar, or to secretly get close to him in the bushes before we were discovered. I always feel so regretful...]

"..."

An eerie silence fell over the reception room as everyone turned to look at the pink and white-haired girl not far away.

Beep beep!

[The reason we didn't subdue that stupid monster and teach him who the true master is must be because we were too merciful!]

[I had prepared the entire set of paints and planned out the artwork, but I still haven't been able to get a model... It's such a shame!]

Although I have been redeemed, if I could, I would still prefer to experience being severely punished by the Holy Son, crying and begging for mercy, yet still having my sins thoroughly purified by the Holy Son...

[I want to completely deceive a certain boy with lies, then hug him from behind when he's at his wit's end, soothingly biting his neck while revealing that I'm the mastermind behind it all, savoring the delicious expression on his face as an appetizer, and then thoroughly toying with him~]

[The silly rabbit who wants to kiss]

"..."

Although the beeping sound from the phone was still ringing, Chang Rong no longer had the courage or strength to continue watching.

Fun fact: I asked you to write down your unfulfilled dreams, not to expose your fantasies.

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Thanks to Chenguang Moxin for the sudden, unexpected help!

Volume 1: 293. Not a single drop left...

It's hopeless... These aspiring witches are completely beyond saving...

Looking at the various visions on her phone that were neither anonymous, nor youthful, and certainly couldn't be "helped to be realized," Chang Rong dared not open her eyes, hoping it was just her imagination.

From what point onward, every suggestion or action I made on Witch Island was ultimately interpreted by these prospective witches as 'Do you want it?'

To be honest, when I first lost my memory, I did feel incredibly excited about the idea of ​​living with 13 beautiful girls with very different personalities and attributes on a deserted island. However, this overconfident excitement was quickly shattered by the murder that followed.

Now that things have finally settled down and she's truly living a life surrounded by beautiful girls, Chang Rong realizes that this kind of life is no different from the days when witch trials happened every now and then; in essence, both could cost her her life if she's not careful...

The whole "Gara Gum" thing is a lie! In reality, people won't just stand still when you're trying to follow the daily route or push a single path. Instead, they'll still try to squeeze in and interfere during the 18Xcg collection process.

It's one thing if you do it yourself, but you often cause the number of people to increase further because of reasons such as "the traces were not cleaned up properly", "the BOSS was activated and we could not beat it, so we had to call for help", "so-and-so is my sister, so she has to be included", etc. In the end, it inexplicably turned into a terrifying scene of one person leading a group and a bunch of people following.

Chang Rong couldn't even remember the last time she honestly played a pure love solo game with someone else; it felt like a distant, almost inescapable cycle.

"Hehehe, Watson, Watson, let's play a detective game~ Guess who's going to kiss you next. If you guess right, you'll be the one getting kissed; if you guess wrong, there's a punishment—you'll be the one getting kissed!"

"...President, can I not play?"

"Hehehe, as a super-intelligent, sickly wheelchair-bound detective, I've certainly thought of Watson's answer! Don't worry, don't worry, if you abstain, you can kiss me without restraint! In fact, abstaining is the most authentic kissing game!"

Shirley Tachibana came over with a cheerful smile, showing off her slender biceps that were big enough to toss steel coils around, while saying something with an innocent and naive smile.

Chang Rong swallowed hard and took a step back, only to bump into Xi Luo's arms again. He turned around and met the eyes of the upright and incorruptible disciplinary committee member. In those ruby-like eyes, he instantly read 3 parts excitement, 3 parts indifference, 3 parts unwillingness, 3 parts starry sky, and 3 parts eagerness to try.

One should not easily expose one's weaknesses. When believers learn that God also sheds blood, that is the time of their fall.

After demonstrating the predicament of the 'semi-self-service' mode failing to keep up with the battery life, the group of prospective witches, led by Hiro, shifted their focus from 'striving to defeat Chang Rong during the resurrection ceremony' to 'conquering Chang Rong before the ceremony so that he knows who really took advantage of the witch island's power.

While it's certainly admirable to conserve energy and prepare in advance, and to fight with all one's might to become the true idiot rabbit and win the trophy at the witch's resurrection ceremony—that's the mindset of a loser!

If you could pin him against the wall and use every trick in the book to drain him dry, until he begs for mercy and says he has nothing left—if you could see that, you'd be willing to die for it!

"Beep beep-"

Just as Chang Rong was caught in a pincer movement and her life hung by a thread, her phone rang again. Everyone else knew without looking that it was some 'anonymous' lustful witch exposing her erotic fantasies again, but at this moment, Chang Rong only wanted to stall, to stall relentlessly, by any means necessary.

He quickly projected the content from his phone onto the screen, hoping to buy himself a few more seconds so he could shake the warden over and rescue him.

I hope that even after leaving Witch Island, we can continue to be friends and have fun together.

"—"

The text that appeared on the screen wasn't directed at Chang Rong's failed attempt at a bad playstyle; on the contrary, the sentence was so normal that it seemed extremely strange.

This is like a group of people debating whether to use their hands or feet, their mouth or their chest, when someone suddenly whispers, "Use a condom."

"...This wish speaks to the hearts of so many people! Yes, friends, this is what I wanted to say from the beginning!"

After a brief silence, Chang Rong quickly clapped her hands together, breaking free from the encirclement of Xi Luo and Shirley while guiding everyone's attention away from herself and towards the conversation on the screen.

"Friends..." The first thing to react to this word was a pink and white puppy.

Although Emma became obsessed with food and lust after successfully stealing Chang Rong's food, she is still essentially a girl who has experienced emotional bullying and yearns to build friendships with others.

"Actually... if I could... I would also..."

On the other side, Arisa Fujito, who looks like a 'delinquent girl', also blushed and tugged at her hood, quietly echoing this 'vision'.

Arisa, who initially always disguised herself as a rebellious, hot-tempered, and unruly girl, actually had an incredibly soft heart. Her fear of developing close relationships with others was the opposite of what she desperately craved in her companions—their gentle kindness.

"...If we leave Witch Island, will we ever be able to meet again?"

Immediately afterwards, Tono Hannah, who had been floating up intending to gain air superiority and launch an air-to-ground attack on Chang Rong, also paused for a moment. She slowly retracted her magical feet and landed back on the ground, her expression becoming somewhat heavy.

Hannah had once abandoned her family, and it was because of that past sin that she was extremely sensitive to the idea of ​​being abandoned. She had finally gained so many invaluable companions and even family members on this island, but after the ceremony, would they be able to gather together and laugh like they were now again? If not… wouldn't that be a form of abandonment?

Humans are social creatures, and aspiring witches are no exception. The hesitation shown by the three girls after seeing those words on television instantly brought a different kind of emotion to the reception room, which was almost filled with the sticky, pinkish atmosphere.

“If the ceremony is complete, everyone will probably go their separate ways. In that case… although Noah will definitely have to hold onto Rongrong to keep her from running around, what about An'an? Noah's illustrations aren't finished yet. And Hiro and Mag are too…”

Little Balloon Noah covered his lips with one hand, his expression somewhat disappointed, and even the light in his eyes had dimmed considerably.

"We, we won't just disappear in a flash!"

"But An'an is a shut-in, right? If she leaves Witch Island and Hiro doesn't wake her up every day to help her get dressed and wash up, An'an will probably be like Noah, too lazy to even open her bedroom door...?"

"I'm not that much of a homebody...! And I can brush my teeth all by myself, I don't need that stupid monster or Hiro's help!" An An explained, waving her sleeves in exasperation, and even turned to Chang Rong halfway through her sentence, asking for praise.

"Uncle, I... I really enjoy living here with everyone. If I leave Witch Island and go back to high school at a normal pace, I definitely won't be able to stay together like this anymore..."

Saeki Miria's tone was even more somber. As an exceptionally mature 'uncle' with experience as a corporate slave, Miria understood better than the other prospective witches that the bonds between people were actually much more fragile than imagined.

Even neighbors living on the same street can never see each other again after moving, let alone the group of people in the living room who have completely different home addresses, schools, and experiences.

The fact that everyone is gathered here at this moment is not only due to the influence of the witch factor, but is also a small miracle that is almost impossible to replicate.

"Waaah... Don't say such mean things all of a sudden. I used to really dislike you guys, because I was fine with everyone except for Onii-chan and my crush. But now, the atmosphere is suddenly so weird, even I can't stand it..."