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

Hasumi Ryouya held Chang Rong's hand and smiled as she spoke. Seeing the sincere expression on the golden retriever's face, Chang Rong's worries gradually dissipated.

That's right. Although Xiaoxue's actions will affect everyone's future, on the other hand... it is precisely because of everyone's help and recognition, who are willing to stake their future, that I have been able to get to where I am today.

There's no reason to be confused now. Just keep looking forward with faith, keep moving forward along the only path, and everything will be waiting for you at the end.

Chang Rong's worries were dispelled by Leia's burning gaze. Now, what he needed to do was not hesitate or struggle, but to stride forward with his head held high, to keep his eyes firmly fixed on the front and never look away... Wait, gaze?

Chang Rong suddenly thought of something, and his cheeks instantly flushed red. He awkwardly rubbed the tip of his nose while cautiously and tentatively asking Renmi Ryoya in a low voice.

"By the way, Rhea-sama... you just said you'd help control Yuki's gaze, right—"

"Well, if that great witch is unwilling to face what lies ahead, I don't mind lending her a hand!"

"In that case... uh, if the ritual is successfully completed, could you please use magic to turn Yuki's gaze away—"

Chang Rong coughed twice and asked tentatively. After all, it was inappropriate for Xiao Xue to see such a shocking scene as soon as she was resurrected. It would be much better if Leia could help her calm down.

As a result, after Chang Rong made her suggestion, she saw a conflicted expression on Leia's face.

"As for Chang Rong, putting aside whether I can still use magic after the ritual is successful, the more important issue is—we actually discussed this beforehand. If we really summon that great witch, we need to find a way to lock her gaze onto the scene of the summoning ritual as soon as possible."

"……what?"

"Whether it's using sound, controlling vision, controlling liquids, or even incantations, the core idea is to find a way to show the entire ritual process to that Xiaoxue—after all, this method can assert 'sovereignty' more quickly."

"..."

"Although no one has any ill will toward Yuki, who is the 'Great Witch,' since the hatred between humans and witches is no longer a matter of right or wrong, everyone is actually quite hostile toward 'Sato Yuki'—the resurrection ritual itself can be considered a form of revenge for us."

"^q^ Report, revenge..."

"Xiaoxue did a lot to Changrong, didn't she? Even if there were reasons for those things from Xiaoxue's perspective, everyone still can't accept it!" Lianjian Leia clenched her fist, her expression unusually angry.

"Since Xiaoxue herself doesn't know how to cherish things, then let us teach her this lesson and let the Great Witch know what the pain of loss is!"

"Weren't we supposed to call for the Great Witch to help?! Do you even remember what this ritual was for?!"

Upon hearing Leia's explanation, Chang Rong loudly complained, but Renjian Leia blinked, looking confused.

"Isn't it about vying for who will be Chang Rong's right-hand woman after leaving Witch Island, and also showing off to the Great Witch how juicy your rabbits are?"

"This is completely putting the cart before the horse!!"

Chang Rong complained loudly, feeling her head throbbing.

Although these people have been preparing for the ceremony with utmost seriousness these past few days, none of them are actually here to resolve the great goal of the 'ancient feud between witches and humans'. They are all just thinking about winning the championship and incidentally infuriating the Great Witch!

Speaking of which, Emma seemed to have a strange and wicked smile on her face when she talked about the ceremony. Sure enough, this cunning little silly dog ​​was already thinking about the panicked and helpless expression on her best friend Xiaoxue's face after seeing that scene... It seems that best friends are always enemies.

Humans have always been compromise creatures. Chang Rong was originally struggling with how to strike up a conversation with Xiao Xue, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, after realizing the evil 'plot' of the prospective witches, Chang Rong's current dilemma has become how to prevent the two groups from starting a fight on the spot after they meet.

Xiaoxue, listen to me. Actually, I just had a heart-to-heart talk with the 13 prospective witches and a few veterans. Although they wanted to show off, I am still the same good boy I always was. Even Xiaoxue, who can use a pressure washing machine to wash clothes by herself and who questions the refrigerator about why there is no ice cream today, would not believe such nonsense!

While spending time with Rhea gave Chang Rong the courage to face the future, it also brought with it future pressures. Right now, he not only had to find a way to survive the ritual, but also figure out how to prevent Xiao Xue from blowing up Witch Island after the ritual.

However, no matter what, things have come to this point and there's no turning back. Even if the final outcome is that I'm caught in the middle of the two groups and become a victim of the fight, this ceremony must go on.

The so-called Sigma Man... is someone who, even knowing he will be drained dry by 13 prospective witches and then drained by the Great Witch, still resolutely embarks on this path of certain death!

Now that things have come to this, we can only hope that Xiaoxue is a weakling who breaks easily. However, judging from the experience of the witch trials during the old days, Xiaoxue seems to be at the same level as the children.

And speaking of children—

After temporarily separating from Leia, Chang Rong unknowingly arrived at Noah's hidden studio on the second floor. With the core idea of ​​"since I'm already here," Chang Rong pondered for a moment, and after confirming that there was no smell of the magical sweet water around, she still gritted her teeth and opened the studio door.

The small studio behind the door looks much more organized than before. The canvas, paints, and scrap paper are all neatly placed in their respective positions, and the curtains, which used to be covered in dust, are now clean and tidy, hanging smoothly to the side.

Through his persistent teaching and Hiro's seemingly insignificant but firm discipline, Little Balloon's art studio has become much more organized.

And right in the center of this pristine studio—

"Rong, Rongrong—An'an and I are ready... ready to fulfill any request Rongrong may have!"

"You monstrous, idiotic monster... I, I'm prepared. For today only, no matter how outrageous or inhuman your demands are, I'll grit my teeth and reluctantly agree, even if it's something like that—"

Noah Kinosaki and Anan Natsume stood on either side of the center of the studio, their cheeks flushed. Although they stumbled a little, they still earnestly delivered their opening remarks, making them look extremely cute.

The only problem is that the clothes these two are wearing right now are a bit off.

At first glance, Noah's 'clothing' didn't seem much different from his usual coat covered in colorful spots, except that the fabric was exceptionally thin and clingy, almost completely outlining the contours of his body, with some of the protruding parts being overly realistic.

As for An'an, she abandoned her usual overly fluffy lace dress that could bury her entire body. At this moment, she only wore her usual dark blue lace headscarf, clean white stockings, and fluffy cotton slippers. Other than that, there was only the sketchbook she held in front of her.

Although it was just a fleeting glance, Chang Rong, who had struggled through countless witch trials, immediately realized that one of the two was wearing body paint, and the other was simply wearing stockings.

"Boom!!!"

Without a word, Chang Rong slammed the studio door shut. Something must have gone wrong with how she opened it. Even Emma, ​​with her voracious appetite, and the performative young lady and Léa, hadn't done anything so outrageous. How could the innocent little cotton-padded jacket and the gloomy bean sprout be so wild? She must be seeing things…

"Oh dear... Judging from my husband's behavior, could it be that... An'an and Noah actually followed my suggestions for their outfits?"

Just as Chang Rong was questioning life, a rather tempting voice came from the side, and a black-haired girl named Bao Sheng Ma Ge, wearing a black, white and purple mesh butterfly patterned kimono, smiled and came closer.

The mastermind behind instigating Noah and An'an to dress up like that has now been found.

"But that makes sense. If we don't take this last chance to practice, how will we fight that great witch at tomorrow's ceremony? Aren't you right, my husband?"

It seems the mastermind behind instigating the aspiring witches to 'punish' Xiaoxue has been found.

Bao↗Sheng↘Ma↗Ge↘Ahhhhh!!

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I've been betrayed! My sister's real name has been revealed, and while it is indeed XXka as I suspected, I guessed it was Mantouka (just kidding). But her official real name is Honoka.

...Just leave it alone!

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The removed chapters are almost entirely suspected of violating regulations, and it's nearly impossible to fix them all... I'm considering splitting them up and posting them in the comments section.

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Thanks to timeday·Yamaichiro for the treat!

Volume 1: 299. This is a battle of wits on Witch Island. Can you figure out the logic?

"Hey, my dear husband~ You have two choices now. The first is to use your precious 'wish' to make An'an and Noah obediently change back into their original clothes. But if you do that, what will An'an and Noah do after they regain their freedom? No one can guarantee that~"

"And the other way... is naturally to try to get along peacefully with Noah, the body painting artist, and An'an, the body sketchpad artist. After all, according to the previous agreement, before fulfilling my husband's wish, no one is allowed to do anything like sneaking away or stealing food~?"

In the corridor in front of the studio, Baosheng Mag wore his usual cunning yet alluring, incredibly dangerous yet fatally seductive smile, whispering in Chang Rong's ear like a devil.

"How could we possibly get along like that!" Chang Rong retorted immediately, blushing. Although the prospective witches on Witch Island were all playing very elaborate and wild games during their in-depth interactions (forced by Chang Rong), their knowledge of "dress-up play" was still quite limited.

Previously, Milia almost awakened Chang Rong's sense of filial piety simply by changing into a long-sleeved sweater. Now, faced with Noah's body painting and An An's fair-skinned sketchbook offensive, Chang Rong almost stopped in his tracks after just one glance.

Sigma Man isn't someone you can just give away. Letting him share a room with those two little girls dressed like that, if that little brat instigates An An to launch even the slightest offensive, he'd probably rationally melt down and host a banquet for everyone on the spot.

"So that means... Brother Chang Rong will have to use up his precious free attempts for today and then face Noah and An An's onslaught all by himself~?"

"Gurgle... This, this is a bit..." Chang Rong looked troubled. His claim of being the "King of Witch Island" was neither sacred nor orthodox. It seemed that the limit for these aspiring witches to play along with him was that they would not do anything out of line before a wish was fulfilled. After the wish was fulfilled, whether they continued to sneak around and eat was entirely up to their own conscience.

Most of the other prospective witches are quite virtuous. They agreed to dedicate everything to Chang Rong today, so they obediently kept their distance. Even the pink-haired little silly dog, who embodies lust and gluttony, would obediently endure the loneliness. However, there are also some like Nanoha Kaori and her older sister who couldn't resist sneaking a bite.

And it's obvious that Noah and An'an, those two little brats, don't seem like the type to behave and follow the rules...! They say youth has the upper hand, and the teenagers' actions are just too chaotic and unpredictable.

"Rongrong—Rongrong isn't ready yet? If you're not ready, Noah will have to go there on his own!"

"Demons, these monsters are usually so awful, there's no need for them to pretend to be saints at times like this...!"

Two voices came from behind the studio door. It was obvious that Noah, the little girl with the leaky coat and colorful balloon, was already unable to hold back. On the other hand, An'an, the little bean sprout, sounded like she was still trembling with shyness. If An'an hadn't been struggling with her shyness, Noah probably would have already grabbed her best friend An'an and pounced on her.

"Oh dear, the children, dressed in their new clothes, seem eager to show them off to their husbands! What should we do?"

Chang Rong was sweating profusely, as if facing a formidable enemy, while Bao Shengma Ge beside him sounded much happier and more relaxed, like a bloodthirsty audience member waiting for the movie to start.

"Oh dear, I just had a sudden thought. Perhaps you, my dear husband, have a third option? That is to make a wish upon me. In that case, I will find a way to solve your current problem. Of course, the price is that you won't have any more free chances to command me anymore, my dear husband~ How about that?"

—So that's what Mag was waiting for!

Looking at the kimono-clad girl in front of him, who was extending her right hand, clad in a long black silk glove, and gently licking her slightly flushed cheek, Chang Rong finally understood the reason behind Mag's series of arrangements.

Contrary to her usual behavior, she encouraged Noah and An'an to create such radical and highly dangerous 'outfits' not so that the two little ones could eat well. On the contrary, she actually wanted to mold Noah and An'an into terrifying beings that she dared not approach or confront. Therefore, she had to join forces with Marge to overcome this difficulty. Once she had wasted her right to command Marge, that guy would show his true fangs.

Baosheng Mag, a terrifying woman... To others, "I want to kiss Fan Rongrong" might just be a childish joke, but for Mag, that Baosheng Mag, when she planned to kiss her husband, the scheme and the act of "kissing" had already been accomplished!

Chang Rong broke out in a cold sweat instantly. Such terrifying dark psychology, the secrets of human nature, and the tricks of She Jin. If he hadn't gone through so much hardship on Witch Island and was still just that boy who went to work at the zoo near his home after school, he would probably have been stripped naked by Mag and would still be happily thanking Mag for protecting his virginity.

But... Mag, you underestimated the golden spirit of humanity, and you forgot one thing—human beings have limits! The more skilled a person is at calculation, the more likely they are to fall into unexpected predicaments!

"ok, I get it."

After a fierce but silent battle of wits, Chang Rong sighed and nodded.

"Oh dear, so you mean my husband is going to use my [Wish-Granting Power] to resolve the current situation? I don't really care, but my husband, you're really in for a surprise—hmm?"

"Click!"

Before Margaret could finish her smiling words, she was interrupted by the crisp sound of the door lock opening. Margaret, who was usually calm and composed with a mature and alluring charm, showed a look of surprise on her face for the first time.

"My dear husband, you—"

"Noah and An'an have made so many sacrifices for me, as a Sigma man, I can't just ignore them!"

Chang Rong turned back and gave Mag a resolute yet relieved smile, then turned her head again and walked straight into the studio without looking back.

"Hell lies ahead, my dear husband—"

Before Marge could say anything, Chang Rong, who had just opened the door, was instantly dragged into the room by Noah (body painting Ver.), who was already eager for more.

"Rongrong... Hehehe, Rongrong! I knew Rongrong would come back. Noah put in a lot of effort for this 'outfit,' unlike some bean sprouts who only need to take off their clothes, put on socks, and hold up a sketchbook to finish!"

"Wow wow wow..."

As soon as Chang Rong was pulled back to the studio, Noah Shirosaki came over with a cheerful smile. Her overly tight-fitting 'clothing' gently teased Chang Rong's nerves with every touch of their skin, and every now and then, the protruding paint would shake, causing Noah's own face to blush.

"We, we've been mentally prepared for this for a long time, okay! And, this is called leaving blank space, which is a very, very profound technique in artistic creation...!"

Natsume Anan, standing to the side, couldn't be as proactive as Noah. She could only blush and grit her teeth as she watched Noah rub against Chang Rong, while blushing and raising her sketchbook to complain and protest.

"Really? Why tell Noah all this? Anyway, what is Rongrong's dream? To have Noah strip naked? To have Noah mix Rongrong a special coconut juice drink? Or, to have Noah... to have Noah willingly sacrifice himself for art...?"

Noah Shirosaki's cheeks were flushed as he licked his lips and pressed himself against Chang Rong, asking her questions repeatedly.

—Where did I go wrong that led to Noah becoming the way he is now...?