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

When we meet again, I must have a good talk with Xiaoxue.

Thinking of this, Chang Rong smiled and went to the cafeteria.

"Ah... Chang Rongjun!"

The restaurant, which usually attracts many aspiring witches for breakfast, was unusually quiet this morning, with only a pink and white-haired girl sitting in the room.

Sakura Emma sat upright at the dining table, munching on a piece of bread. Upon noticing Chang Rong, she immediately stood up, smiled, and waved to greet him.

What should have been an extremely girlish and adorable scene turned into something else entirely in Chang Rong's eyes. Sakura Emma seemed like a mysterious NPC standing in the center of the flat ground behind the fog gate, and it felt like her health bar would burst off the screen the moment she got close.

"...What's wrong, Chang Rongjun?"

Emma noticed Chang Rong's unusual behavior. She tilted her head and asked in a low voice, somewhat curious.

—Last night, she bit my neck while inflicting both demonic and physical torture on me with a terrifying posture that she seemed to have mastered without any instruction. I never expected that she could put on such a harmless act after just one night... Sakura Emma, ​​what a terrifying woman!

Chang Rong swallowed hard as he looked at the pink and white-haired girl in front of him, wondering if he should try to buy some buffs before engaging in combat.

What? Emma already took the mysterious little pill? Oh well, that's alright then.

"Nothing's wrong—forget it, I'm fed up with all that red tape. Tell me, Emma, ​​how are you going to squeeze me dry today!"

Chang Rong originally wanted to try to possess the mysterious fake witness and pull him through, but he quickly gave up on this pointless struggle.

If life is a giant meal, then rather than pointlessly resisting and increasing the opponent's attack speed, it's better to bravely face the bleak reality of life.

Chang Rong patted his chest, his tone incredibly frank and resolute, as if he were about to lie down on the ground, exposing his belly and adopting an absolute defensive stance with no blind spots.

"Huh...? No, no, Chang Rong-jun... well, although I did lose control a little bit yesterday, but..."

Emma was surprised and embarrassed to see Chang Rong surrendering by typing "QWER" on the keyboard before she had even put in any effort.

"No need for that, Emma! We've known each other for so long, we don't need this kind of preamble! I only have one request—just don't use your magic to knock me out!"

Chang Rong waved his hand dismissively, "So what if I get fucked by a dog? What's wrong with that for a Sigma man?"

"It's really not, Chang Rongjun... Actually, actually I..."

Emma Sakura frantically waved her hands to stop Chang Rong. Her expression was somewhat flustered, clearly not expecting that her accidental squeezing a few extra times last night would leave such a deep impression on Chang Rong.

"In short—!"

Emma clenched her hands and opened her mouth with equal force. She pulled out a collar from somewhere and held it tightly in her hands.

—Emma…you finally crossed that forbidden threshold!?

Chang Rong was horrified; he had long known this day would come. The witch was the embodiment of desire, and Emma herself was a collection of desires. After this little foolish dog had tasted delicious food for the first time, only further depravity and an ever-growing appetite awaited her.

Could it be that Emma has already defeated the other prospective witches and is planning to turn herself into her own pet?

Chang Rong stared in disbelief at the pink and white-haired demon with leg rings in front of her, and then—

Emma Sakura fastened the collar around her neck.

"Chang Rong-jun... um... before I grant you one wish, I... I am now your pet dog, belonging only to you. Please... do as you please, Chang Rong-jun! Woof...!"

Wearing a collar, Emma used her teeth to hold the dangling rope. She raised her hands, hooked her wrists, and made a dog-like fist gesture. She tilted her head slightly forward and offered the chain from the collar in her mouth to Chang Rong. Although her cheeks were filled with a cute blush, she still did not choose to back down.

"……what?"

Looking at Emma, ​​who had suddenly become his pet, Chang Rong's brain went blank for a moment and he froze on the spot.

Last night, the pink and white puppy with those empty, terrifying eyes questioned why he didn't play with her while asserting its territory on him. But overnight, it has transformed into his own dog? What's going on? Has a singularity attacked?

On another note, Emma's words just now were also quite intriguing: "You have complete control over her until one wish is granted." That sounds vaguely familiar...

Ah, isn't this the legendary last meal before execution?

Chang Rong suddenly realized, and a look of despair and blankness appeared on her face. It seemed that she and her second brother truly couldn't get over this hurdle this time…

"Um, Chang Rong-jun... Chang Rong-jun, did you misunderstand something...?"

Looking at the white-haired boy in front of her, who seemed to have been given a proper rite of passage, Emma Sakuraba hurriedly tried to explain that he seemed to have a serious misunderstanding of the situation.

Late last night

"I think... although that wish was something Chang Rong made up herself in order to escape, it does make some sense."

Emma couldn't control herself, causing Chang Rong to be squeezed unconscious (Demon Killer passive). After that, the group of prospective witches could only pull up their pants, feeling unsatisfied and unhappy, and disperse on the spot.

But before everyone could leave, Arisa Fujito suddenly raised her hand to stop them.

"Don't worry, Xiao Sha. Even if we leave Witch Island, we'll stay in touch and continue to be good friends."

Saeki Miria smiled and comforted Arisa, who initially gave the impression of a rebellious girl with spiky hair, but in reality, she was exceptionally innocent and gentle among everyone, and valued bonds.

“That’s not what I meant… I believe that no one will block me after leaving Witch Island… I guess so—anyway, what I wanted to say was that on the last day before the ceremony began, I wanted to do something for Chang Rong.”

Arisa tugged at her hood, mustered her courage, and looked at the crowd.

"Ah, sneaking out is a no-no, Arisa! Especially sneaking out like Hannah Hiro, which is super dishonest, should be severely punished!"

Tachibana Sherry pointed her finger and angrily retorted, interrupting.

"I simply seized air superiority first; it was a reasonable decision!"

"No... I'm not talking about sneaking out... Chang Rong has always been running around and busy with our respective problems, and I've never done anything for him. So what I'm trying to say is... on the last day before the ceremony, can we turn the tables and do something for him?"

Arisa looked at everyone and quietly offered her suggestion.

"—" "..."

"Hmm, is it strange if it's me? If it feels strange..." Noticing the atmosphere had become somewhat awkward and silent, Arisa asked in an embarrassed whisper.

“No, you’re right, Arisa. Although I’ve always considered myself Chang Rong’s ‘accomplice,’ when I think about it carefully… I’ve actually done almost nothing for him on my own initiative.”

Nanoha Kurobe frowned and said in a low voice, while the other prospective witches nodded in agreement.

During their time on Witch Island, everyone received help from Chang Rong in various ways. This help was so gentle that they unconsciously accepted it.

But that's not right. Dedication is never a one-sided demand; only by supporting each other can we go further.

Upon realizing this, the prospective witches, who had lost their enthusiasm due to not having eaten enough, suddenly had their eyes sparkle.

"Hehe, I'll definitely repay your kindness!" "I'll show Rongrong what true filial piety is!" "What should I do for my brother-in-law..."

"Let's make it clear beforehand that the practice of 'treating myself as a gift to repay a debt of gratitude'—allowing Chang Rong to enjoy myself to her heart's content—is strictly prohibited!"

Arisa quickly added, blushing, while the others who had been eagerly wiping their drool were instantly doused with cold water and forced to calm down.

"Let Chang Rong decide what we can do for him—as a final activity before leaving Witch Island, it should be fun and memorable, right?"

"Oh...so, in other words, on the last day, everyone will become my husband's playthings, subject to his every demand, even the most unreasonable and rude requests, and we'll just have to silently endure it, right?"

Marg licked her lips, gently stroked her cheek, and asked with a smile.

“Yes, I hope that at least before I leave, I can actually do something for him.” Arisa nodded seriously.

To become Chang Rong's plaything, unconditionally obeying his every command...

Everyone started imagining the corresponding scene, and unsurprisingly, everyone thought of Chang Rong clutching her kidneys while saying, "My biggest wish is for me to have some peace and quiet."

I got greedy this time. If I had known there was such a way to play, I wouldn't have gone so far today!

In any case, the "King of Witch Island One-Day Experience Card" plan thus became the last program on Witch Island during the conversations of the prospective witches.

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The prohibited chapter has been submitted, but Shen He seems to be off work on his days off, so it will probably be available on Monday or Tuesday. Sorry.

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Thanks to Yixiang Mitu and Chenguang Moxin for the generous donation of salted fish spines, I am extremely grateful~~

Thanks to Guichen for the feeding.

Volume 1: 295. Chang Rong: I have no worldly desires. Sister: I do.

If she were to offer her body to Chang Rongjun willingly, how would he manipulate her?

Is it to lie on the table covered in cream, suppressing the shame and posing correctly? Is it to bite the rope and try to remain silent in the bushes when others pass by? Or will he pin you down on the bed, unable to move, and let Chang Rongjun strip you bare, leaving only the leg rings that symbolize your complete subjugation?

Emma Sakura thought about many things. There were ways to play that she could accept if she gritted her teeth, and there were ways that she had always been struggling to accept.

After all, he's that freakish Chang Rongjun. If he knew that I could be used at will, he would definitely be able to easily come up with ways to play that even I wouldn't dare to try!

Emma thought this with such certainty, and then—

"How is it, Emma? Is it delicious?"

"Mmm... It smells so good! I'm so unwilling, but it's so delicious..."

At the restaurant table, Emma held a spoon in her hand, humming with resentment as she couldn't help but put the omelet rice in front of her into her mouth.

Emma had considered that Chang Rong might make a harmless wish after being given the chance to make a 'wish without responsibility,' since she had really squeezed him too hard yesterday.

But isn't the wish to "please sit down and eat the breakfast I made" a bit too naive? Even the collar she deliberately prepared was taken off because it 'interrupted her from looking down to eat'...

"Oh dear, I haven't cooked for the past two days, and I'm itching to cook too. Besides—seeing such a cute and satisfied expression on your face, Emma, ​​is exactly what I wanted to do."

"Well--"

Chang Rong sat to the side and responded with a smile, while Emma was taken aback, her cheeks turning slightly red.

During the time she spent with Chang Rong in the fragmented memories of the final ending of the first playthrough, Emma had completely fallen into the clutches of lust, spending every day riding on Chang Rong and eating rabbit meat as soon as she opened her eyes.

Although that experience was just a fantasy, even if it was just a fantasy, Emma did eat too much rich food, which made the little dog blush instantly at Chang Rong's response, which was tinged with the bittersweetness of youth.

"So, Emma has fulfilled my occasional wish to cook for me, does that mean the contract is complete?"

Seeing that Emma, ​​though unwilling, had honestly finished showing off her omelet rice, Chang Rong smiled and stroked her hair while asking her questions.

"Hmm... I did think about making up some excuse to pounce on him forcefully, but Arisa-chan specifically said that this time everyone is trying to leave Changrong-kun with the best memories, so we can't make up any excuses to sneak a bite... Is that really okay, Changrong-kun?"

Emma lowered her head, her tone somewhat disappointed. Although she had expected this to happen from the beginning, what Chang Rong did was actually even more 'boring'. She said it was to fulfill Chang Rong's wish, but in the end, she ended up being fed by Chang Rong.

"Don't worry, Emma, ​​I'm already very satisfied—ah, if you think this isn't enough, Emma, ​​could you grant me one more small wish?"

"No problem, Chang Rong! Do you want me to put the collar back on? Or take off my clothes, or remove the leg rings—" Emma suddenly became interested. Sure enough, after eating her fill, her desire in that area would become even stronger.

"No, no, that's not it! What I was thinking was—Emma, ​​could you look at me with a slightly worried expression and say, 'Are you awake?'"

Chang Rong quickly restrained Emma to prevent her from lunging at her, while simultaneously making her own small, additional wish.

Emma was initially confused and stunned when she heard the request, but she quickly understood the meaning behind Chang Rong's request.

Emma closed her eyes slightly in thought, and after gathering her emotions, she opened her light pink eyes and looked at Chang Rong, revealing a timid, soft, and happy expression.