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

An'an slumped on a bench, panting as she slowly unbuttoned her clothes. The ordeal had exhausted all her strength and energy.

"An'an, you should really practice more. If everyone's witch genes are retrieved in the future, we won't be able to use hypnotic words as easily anymore." Chang Rong sighed as he looked at An'an. If magic were not used, An'an would probably be less of a threat to him than the warden who was curled up in his bed sleeping.

"I...I am a wheelchair-bound great author who uses illness and weakness as a selling point...!"

"Don't plagiarize the president's life so lightly. Besides, the most important thing for a writer should be the work, not the character."

"We are the ones who— Waaah!?"

Without saying a word, Chang Rong hugged the pigeon spirit writer and placed her next to the showerhead, then moved a stool for her to sit down.

"—" Noah Kinosaki blinked when he saw this scene, and after thinking for a moment, he immediately sat in a duck-sitting position.

"Rongrong, Rongrong, Noah's exhausted too, he needs a hug to get up—"

"Ha... I can't help it, just sit still and don't mess around or move around."

Although his daughter only had eyes for her father and was a cunning and scheming child who could always produce forbidden sweetness, well... what could he do? Noah was just so adorable.

Chang Rong sighed and picked up Noah in the same way. The two children sat side by side, looking up at Chang Rong with expectant eyes. Their rainbow eyes and light purple pupils were fixed on Chang Rong, their excitement and joy undisguised.

—I'm the Queen of Witch Island, so why am I suddenly having to bathe two kids...?

Chang Rong untied Noah's braided pigtails, then skillfully squeezed out shampoo and applied it evenly up and down, rubbing both of Noah's heads vigorously with both hands in one go, just like a DJ at a dance hall.

"Nono nono...so comfortable...hehehe, Rongrong is amazing, it feels even more comfortable than Hiro's movements!"

"It's so-so, I guess...!"

However, seeing Noah's happy smile and An'an's blushing, contradictory expression, Chang Rong suddenly felt that things were actually not so bad as they were.

"Noah, will you continue painting after we leave Witch Island?" Chang Rong asked casually as she rubbed the paint off Noah's hair.

"Of course, but the old [balloons] will probably disappear... But it doesn't matter. Noah knows that those praises never belonged to him. Noah's goal is to hear Rongrong's heartfelt praise, and he will continue to work hard for that goal!"

—This rationality of clearly recognizing that she once benefited from magic is quite mature, but her reasons for striving in the future are rather naive. She's such a sweet little girl, such an adorable answer!

Chang Rong's actions, which were originally a delaying tactic, were now quite satisfying. The 'taking care of others' addiction, which he hadn't been able to satisfy since becoming a "veteran popsicle," was once again thoroughly fulfilled today.

"...Why don't you ask us?"

Listening to Noah and Chang Rong's pleasant conversation, An An coughed coldly twice, trying to draw Chang Rong's attention back.

"Teacher An'an is a late bloomer, and I believe she will definitely be able to write that groundbreaking work before the second explosion of Arasaka Tower!"

"Well, that goes without saying...!"

An An immediately puffed out her meager chest to show off to Noah. It was clear that An An wasn't a science fiction writer and didn't know exactly how long it would be before the next explosion at Arasaka Tower.

"Rongrong... Where's Rongrong? After leaving Witch Island, Rongrong, you didn't just suddenly disappear, right?"

"—"

Amidst the sound of rushing water, Noah's question remained remarkably clear, and Chang Rong's hand, which was rubbing her hair, paused for a moment.

Although the prospective witches knew about his past with Xiaoxue, Chang Rong never told anyone that he was a 'time traveler'.

Chang Rong never understood why he came to this world. It wasn't until he met Xiao Xue and learned the whole story on Witch Island that Chang Rong vaguely felt that perhaps he came here in the first place to save the snowflake-like girl who had become increasingly isolated on the path of revenge but had never had the courage to end this mistake, as the 'Flawless Person'.

But... after everything is over, will I still be able to stay on this stage?

"What a boring question! Of course the stupid monster won't disappear! He still needs to help us wake up our parents!"

Chang Rong's worries hadn't fully formed before they were completely dispelled by An An's overly confident words.

"Right, you stupid monster!"

An An shook the water droplets off her hair, raised her head, and looked at Chang Rong with a rare serious yet proud gaze, asking a question.

"...Does that even need to be said?"

Looking at the skinny, sluggish girl in his arms, Chang Rong smiled.

Her past identity is no longer important; what matters is the countless ties she has left behind here. She is no longer the 'flawless one' who belongs solely to Xiaoxue, and there are mountains of things waiting for her to deal with after leaving Witch Island.

"Oh, oh, oh... that won't do! Rongrong has to accompany Noah to meet his parents first! And, she also has to help Noah explain the truth about the 'Balloon Teacher'!"

Upon hearing Chang Rong agree to An An's request, Noah immediately objected. She shook her head violently and declared that she was the owner of Chang Rong and had the right to use Chang Rong after leaving Witch Island.

"Nobody cares about that kind of thing anyway. Street graffiti and stuff have no value in being remembered. Only our works can endure—wait and see!?"

"That pigeon spirit has no right to speak!"

The peaceful scene, where the older brother was taking care of his two younger sisters, vanished like a bubble. The children, who had been deeply in love, started fighting again over what was merely a hypothetical dispute over dividing spoils.

What would it be like to see a witch with the ability to manipulate liquids fight a witch with the ability to bewitch people?

The answer is simple—Noah scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on An'an's face without saying a word. An'an, who choked on the water, turned red instantly and grabbed a towel hanging nearby, also splashing it on Noah's head.

"Waaaah, don't start fighting all of a sudden! At least rinse off the shampoo first—pfft!"

Chang Rong hurriedly tried to stop the two little ones, but accidentally stepped on the soap Noah threw and fell down on the spot.

"No, that's not right...! Now is not the time to argue about that kind of thing. Now that it's all cleaned up, shouldn't Rongrong honestly be punished for her philandering?"

The two, who were still engaged in a magical battle, suddenly remembered that they should get down to business after seeing Chang Rong fall. If they didn't do it now, they would never have another chance.

"That's right, no matter how hard we try, the monster will still use us as cups during tomorrow's ceremony... Damn it, we might as well teach that monster a lesson today...!"

Encouraged by her cunning and shrewd little sister, An'an's usually half-asleep eyes now revealed a dark will. From her words, Chang Rong finally understood why the two kids were working so hard today.

It is known that in real combat, even if Noah and An'an combined their strength, they would only end up being used and discarded by Chang Rong as mere side dishes. Furthermore, due to Chang Rong's physical limitations, they might even stack more layers of his "Mejai's Soulstealer" on him.

However, no matter how much Chang Rong's inner demons fantasize, he won't actually fight a real battle the day before the ceremony. But the 'semi-self-help' mode will prevent Chang Rong from absorbing enough witch factors to sustain himself through battle.

In other words, since he's going to be used as a magnetic levitation cup anyway tomorrow, we might as well take advantage of Chang Rong's inability to fight back today and teach him a lesson on what filial piety and righteousness really mean!

"Calm down, Noah...! What if I'm not in good form and make a mistake during tomorrow's ceremony—"

"Stop making Rongrong laugh! No matter how hard Noah and An'an try, the ending will be the same anyway...!" Noah protested angrily, raising his hand. It was clear that the battle in the bedroom had left a significant shadow on the child.

"But you can't give up on yourself! And—Hero! Hero is right behind you, Noah!"

Chang Rong pointed behind Noah and said.

“An artist won’t be fooled by the same trick twice! And even if Hero’s mother appears, Noah won’t be afraid! Hero is just a nobody; Noah has nine ways to take her down!”

It's clear that Noah is determined to make one last desperate gamble, and he's not afraid to even bring out Hero.

"Hmph... Even if Noah is afraid of that fire stick woman, I am not! That kind of guy who only uses brute force like the gorilla woman, that kind of gangster who is neither gentle nor demure, is absolutely no match for a cultured person like me!"

Even An An, standing to the side, put her hands on her hips and struck a pose that said, "I'm so awesome!" This little Xi Luo? She'll make sure she doesn't leave alive!

"Nine ways? Neither too much like Azuma nor Nadeshiko?"

Just as the two were showing off, Nikaido Hiro's signature cold voice suddenly came from behind them.

"—" "..."

The two little ones were momentarily stunned, but only for a moment, and then they swelled up again.

"Even if you bring in Mag to disguise it, it's useless! Mag can't stop Noah at all now. Rongrong, you'd better just obediently let Noah fuck you!"

"Such a boring string of paragraphs is enough to make me yawn... Of course, whether it's Mag or Shiro, they'll just become my dogs... You stupid monster, it's your turn to become my dog—"

Both of them were convinced that this was just another deception by Mag. They slowly moved towards Chang Rong from the left and right, intending to take this last chance to tell the rabbit witch who was in charge on the island.

But just before the two were about to pounce on Chang Rong—

"I have to admit that I am not qualified to educate my child. Not only has he become so rebellious, but he has also fallen in with other shady friends."

That voice came again, along with the sensation of Noah and An'an's freshly washed hair being grabbed.

"It is the father's fault if the son is not taught. Noah, today you should turn west and, together with your friends, remember what the authentic Yamato Nadeshiko style of education is."

"No, no, no... Noah won't be fooled..." "This time, he actually put on a convincing act, almost fooling me—"

A voice can be faked, but the murderous aura unique to the underworld is hard to replicate. The two boys tried to be stubborn with their last bit of defiance, while slowly turning their heads as if playing a game of 123.

Then, the two saw that black and red figure, as if he had returned from hell—Nikaido Hiro.

"I must say, Noah and An'an are really good children. They know that you should rinse the skin with hot water before slaughtering a pig."

Hiro's face lit up with an incredibly bright, sunny, and amiable smile.

"No, no, no, no!!??" "Eeeeeeeeeee—!!!!"

The next second, groans and screams filled the entire shower room. Even the scattered wails and pleas for mercy that were originally mixed in were easily drowned out.

If the previous lessons were taught because the two had violated Arisa's "covenant to fulfill Changrong's wish," then the subsequent spinning top incident was somewhat influenced by Hero's own personal grudges.

In the end, even the victim, Chang Rong, had to plead for the two children, saying that if they continued to be given the injections, they would be turned into witches.

"Waaaaah... Hero is an idiot... a super idiot...!!"

"I...I must portray you as the mastermind behind everything...!!"

Finally, Noah and An'an, wrapped in towels, fled in tears, leaving only Chang Rong still lying on the floor in the shower room, and Nikaido Hiro standing solemnly with the Seven Wolves Treasure Image in his hand.

Anyone who didn't know better would think they were signing a contract here to start a Holy Grail War.

After a brief silence, Hero slowly spoke:

"Why is it that no matter what you do, you idiot rabbit, the final outcome is always either a scarecrow or someone else having sex with you?"

"...Why? I'm looking for the answer to that too."

Chang Rong looked helpless.

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Thanks to the two lazybones who fed me this! Seriously ordering Wallace.

Thanks to Chenguang for the generous donation of the salted fish spike!

Volume 1: Chapter 301. The Gentle Cat Girl

"Whenever I try to show Noah some kindness, she speaks up. Although she seems docile and obedient on the surface, she still secretly tries to launch a magnificent rebellion against her father. Recently, she's even gotten tattoos! What will happen next? Smoking? Drinking? Getting a perm?"

"Uh, that wasn't actually a tattoo... but in some ways it might be even worse than a tattoo."

"Moreover, this child's way of making friends is seriously problematic! Although I don't like to interfere with children's views on friendship, no matter what, someone like An'an, who is a tough nut to crack and a bit of a dove... will only lead Noah astray!"

"Well, An'an is also working hard on writing, although the word count of the main text is still not as high as the Crazy Thursday silly jokes... But An'an is a late-game hero, so trust An'an!"

"Although I initially considered the possibility that someone might continue to break the 'no kissing' agreement, Noah An'an's blatant behavior was still somewhat unexpected. It seems that the Seven Wolves' motivation alone is no longer enough to instill awe in them. Perhaps a 30cm solid fire stick—"

"Is this some kind of sword-forging competition—crunch!?"