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

There's nothing that can be done about it. After all, Hakimi, Colorful Balloon, and Word Spirit Bean Sprout are the three brothers who are Chang Rong's most loyal and handy spinning tops. The nightmare experience of being suppressed by Chang Rong and unable to leave the fountain and being repeatedly spawn-camped by him back then has left an indelible shadow on them.

"...the flow direction has changed."

Nikaido Hiro frowned slightly. She sensed a subtle shift in the atmosphere within the courtroom after Chang Rong tore apart the Zhan Lei duo.

As the trio with the highest base stats on Witch Island, their seemingly invincible attack was easily countered by Chang Rong's method, resulting in a counter-kill of Mei Mei's stacked murder book. This scene undoubtedly shocked everyone. When Milia tried to show her lawyer's badge but was refused and punished by Chang Rong for being "too big to see," almost all the prospective witches looked down at themselves in unison, then let out a barely perceptible sigh of inferiority.

If the roles were reversed, I probably wouldn't even be qualified to enjoy a 'finishing move' like Chang Rong's...

"Hmm, it seems like everyone's momentum has been suppressed by Watson. As expected, this is the time to leave it to Detective Sherry to break the deadlock and create a rift! A! A! O!"

While all the officials remained silent, Lanmao suddenly stepped forward with a cheerful smile. She stretched her wrists and neck, licking her lips as she met Chang Rong's gaze with an excited look that showed no fear, but rather a greater sense of anticipation.

"Ah, are you next, President? I think it's about time the president of this detective agency changed hands... Failure is called betrayal, success is called innovation, right? This time I won't be held back by those red tape."

Seeing the next challenger step forward, Chang Rong's lips curled up, and he beckoned with his palm in a provocative gesture.

“Tuneing up the rebellious members is also part of the president’s job, isn’t it? ~~~Watson.”

Sherry Tachibana took off her hat. Although her fair face still wore an innocent, fake smile, an almost tangible aura emerged behind her. This was the ability that top detectives possessed: a Stand!

The atmosphere in the courtroom instantly became tense, as if the "Monster Detective Agency 3: Civil War" was about to be staged before everyone's eyes.

"Um... this isn't a good idea, Ju. Chang Rong's condition is clearly not right right now, we shouldn't do this—"

"—Arisa"

Just as Chang Rong was about to strike first, Arisa's voice reached his ears. This time it wasn't Mag's magic anymore, since Mag herself was already sprawled on the ground, letting the shampoo drip all over the floor.

Following Arisa's voice, Chang Rong met the gaze of the white-haired girl with a hood. Her ruby-like, fiery eyes pierced Chang Rong's heart in an instant.

Reason broke free from its shackles, which had been sealed off in a dark, dusty room, and desperately reclaimed control of the brain's consciousness.

Arisa is still concerned about me… Yes, I am Chang Rong, a Sigma man who longs to escape this tragic cycle of fate between witches and humans with everyone, and not some Happy Superman. This ritual is to bring Xiao Xue back and avert all tragedy, not—

"We shouldn't take it one by one like the Calabash Brothers trying to save Grandpa. Instead, we should unite as one. Only then will we have a chance to control Chang Rong...!"

Arisa Shito spoke the second half of her sentence, not out of concern for Chang Rong's comfort, nor out of concern for his kidneys, but as a strategist, proposing the strategy to maximize the witch's chances of winning: a group attack.

"—Arisa!"

I thought I could be redeemed by the last vestige of conscience on Witch Island, but instead I received such a bloody betrayal... Today, my hands tremble, today, my heart aches... Arisa Wisteria, why... why!

"Waaaaah, the monster seems to have really gone berserk!" "Onii-chan has completely lost his temper!!"

The prospective witches were instantly startled by the domineering aura released by Chang Rong. Some panicked and shrank behind the table, some began to consider the possibility of uniting to fight the rabbit, and others swallowed their saliva, feeling nervous yet excited as they experienced this thrill.

In that moment of chaos, a large, blond figure suddenly stepped forward—

"It would be safe to swarm in and use everyone's strengths to subdue Chang Rong by taking advantage of numbers and physical strength... but that's the mindset of a loser."

"Rhea!?" Shiro saw the true face of the golden giant: the number one idol of Witch Island, the legendary artist, the master of the simple spear, Hasumi Rhea.

"My fan Chang Rong! You're also longing for it, aren't you? Longing for the ultimate battle, do you also want to dance!" The big golden guy reached out a hand towards Chang Rong. Does Rabbit Head dare to take on the responsibility of the governor?

“Leya-sama…”

Chang Rong looked at the tall, blonde girl with short hair who had made a dazzling entrance. His bloodthirsty expression softened slightly, but it was immediately replaced by an even more fervent demeanor.

"Ever since I became Leia-sama's number one fan, I can only imagine that we've always been acting together. How many times have we performed on the same stage like this?"

Chang Rong cracked his neck and walked calmly toward Renmi Ryoya, asking her a question as he did so.

"I don't know, but—this will be the final waltz. We're going to take Chang Rong; do we have enough ammunition?"

brake!

Unlike Emma's feigned sweetness to lure the enemy, and unlike the coordinated advance of the three warriors, Rhea Hasumi's attack was more decisive and swift, like a golden flash.

Faced with Leia's attack, Chang Rong immediately assumed a horse stance and crossed her arms in front of her to block.

Clang!

"A sneak attack right from the start, Rhea-sama!"

"The stage girls can launch a sneak attack once before they compete for the spotlight and announce their performances. This is also recorded in 'An Actor Prepares' - DOMO, fan Chang Rong, fan Slayer Desu!"

The unexpected attack was firmly blocked by Chang Rong. Without lingering in the fight, Renjian Leia immediately retreated, adjusted her posture, and pounced from an even more tricky angle.

"DOMO Leia SAMA, witch slayerdesu!"

Faced with the strange and tricky thrusts, Chang Rong did not panic. Instead, she skillfully blocked all of Leia's attacks.

As everyone knows, on Witch Island, if a boy and girl develop feelings for each other and intend to take things further, the necessary procedure is an extremely intense karate duel. The loser will be beaten until their flashing light scatters, which is also the dark reality of Witch Island...

"Although I know that Rhea's physical abilities are in no way inferior to Hero's all-around warrior, but... was she really this strong before!?"

Hannah Tohno stared wide-eyed in shock at the commotion unfolding on the courtroom stage. This level of battle was far beyond her control; thankfully, her battlefield was in the sky, and the sky belonged to Hannah Tohno!

"No...no...I remember now! I once read in an ancient chronicle that the top actors, in order to deliver a perfect performance, would completely immerse themselves in the role and resonate with it, entering a state of flow profiling and spirit possession. This ability is only possessed by super-class actors!"

Natsume Anan suddenly widened her eyes and began to explain.

"In other words, the current Rhea is not the Rhea we know, but Rhea Isshin Ver. who has absorbed the ninja soul of a karate ninja through possession!"

"Don't throw out this kind of plot twist that seems to have appeared out of nowhere right before we're about to leave Witch Island, meow! And... and besides, this kind of plot twist has absolutely no meaning for a resurrection ritual or anything like that!"

Zedu Coco bristled and complained loudly, "How did this perfectly serious witch descent ritual turn into this?!"

As the audience reacted with shock and discussion, the Revue performance on stage was about to come to an end.

Chang Rong: "Eeya!"

Leia: "Goo-wah!"

"Eeya!!" "Guwa!!" "Eeya!!!" "Guwa!!!"

Ryoua Hasumi's defenses were breached by Chang Rong's cross-punch counterattack, and she fell to the ground on the stage.

"Waaaaah... So the ninja spirit that was temporarily possessed really couldn't resist the lustful desires of that stupid monster... That sadistic monster beat Rhea to her knees, he must want her to be his personal idol...!"

Having witnessed everything, An'an covered her eyes in despair. What happened next was too cruel, and she simply didn't have the courage to continue watching.

Chang Rong slowly walked to Lian Jian Lei Ya's side and gently smoothed the white hair at her temples.

"There's only one reason you lost, Rhea-sama: you failed to make me laugh."

As soon as he said that, black smoke suddenly billowed from Chang Rong's body. He lunged at Lian Jian Lei Ya with an almost horizontal movement, and for a moment the entire courtroom was filled with all sorts of noises.

After the clash, the blonde hulking Renai collapsed to the ground with her hands behind her back, while Chang Rong remained silent with his back turned, only the rabbit character flashing on his back was particularly eye-catching.

"A weak forehand, an unrefined backhand, loose footwork, and sluggish reactions—do you really think you can compete in this cutthroat battlefield where you're destined to be eliminated if you don't cram in at the last minute? You're weak, utterly weak! A naive idol like you can't survive in the dark idol world!"

After posing, Chang Rong wiped her lips and gave Renmi Ryouya a lecture.

"What is the dark idol world...? Chang Rong, this isn't over yet...!"

"...!"

Just when everyone thought that Leia would be unable to rise again like Emma and the others, the stage girl in front of them leaned against the rapier, slowly stood up again, and showed Chang Rong a cool and unyielding smile.

"I must admit, you are indeed very powerful, Chang Rong... but you are too powerful. As an absolute powerhouse, loneliness is a natural consequence—and the only one who can teach you what true love is, is me, your chief idol...!"

Leia raised her hand to Chang Rong again. The stage play had not yet ended, and the encore of this duet was just beginning!

"I will not fall here so that you will not be consumed by loneliness...! I also bear the will of others on my back—come forth, Endless Witch!"

"What……!!?"

Just when everyone thought that Ryota Hasumi was on the verge of collapse and could not possibly recover, she suddenly unleashed a tremendous power. This overwhelming and powerful aura even made Chang Rong's eyes widen in surprise.

—How could this be? Is my BIO Chop slower...? No, that's not right, it's Rhea-sama's magic!

The moment Chang Rong met the gaze of Hasumi Ryoa's golden eyes, burning with the sorrow of blood, she understood the reason.

She used a spell to control her gaze! This magical power forced Hasumi Rhea to "look straight ahead," and no matter what happened, her steps and soul would not stop moving forward. In other words, she is now Rhea-sama who will never stop!

Even so, it still couldn't explain Rhea-sama's current aura; something was indeed behind her—

Before Chang Rong could figure out the source of this strange change, the 'Leah' in front of him suddenly raised her hand slowly, conjured an air folding fan with her powerful willpower, and held it in her hand, slowly moving it to her lips to cover them:

"Hmph, this disheveled and wild appearance really suits you quite well. It's been a long time, commoner."

"—Young Miss!?"

That expression, that tone... without a doubt, it was that young lady, Li Hua...!!

"What, are you surprised to see me? Heh, as expected, a commoner is just a commoner—Wa ...

"I was just wondering where I'd get my living expenses after leaving Witch Island. Since this gold bar is delivered right to my door, I'll gladly accept it, young lady!"

"No, no, no, I'm not a young lady—wait, what?!"

Reiha Hasumi, possessing the soul of the Highland Witch, didn't even have time to prepare her moves before being hit by Chang Rong's Instant Hellfire again. When she came to her senses, she was already paralyzed on the ground with her hands behind her back for the second time.

"There are only two reasons for your failure, Rhea-sama. They are—"

"It's not over yet... We meet again, Rongrong."

Before Chang Rong could finish his harsh words, Leia returned from hell once again, her tone and expression completely different.

Her former dashing, cheerful, and handsome demeanor vanished, replaced by a silent, weary, and innocently pure purity.

Chang Rong froze on the spot once again. That title, that perpetually sleepy-looking demeanor... there was no doubt about it.

"It's Alice..."

Alice, that lovely, always-sleeping girl who considers herself and Xiaoxue a cheap, white-haired duo, who ended up with a cheap, great witch, is like a rainbow.

"...Please don't look so sad, Alice...I just want to hug Rongrong one more time."

'Leah' murmured softly as she slowly leaned closer to Chang Rong. With just a slight push, she could press the boy down, and the balance of power would naturally reverse.

But just before Alice tackled Chang Rong, his hands pressed firmly against Leia's shoulders.

"That despicable Rhea-sama, how dare you possess Alice's soul! I'll exorcise you right now!"

"Eh...? Eh? No, no, no, Chang Rong, I'm still Leia herself—"

"That despicable tainted celebrity dares to argue! Get out, get out now!! Monsters and demons, get out of here!"

"Gwaa ...

That being said, putting aside whether the act of 'inviting the gods' is actually useful, if you think about it carefully, the two guys I invited were still tied together by Chang Rong as cannon fodder when they attacked together before, so what's the point of inviting them back now...?

Before the explosion spread and consciousness completely separated, Hasumi Ryoya finally realized the fatal weakness of her tactic.

Finally, Rhea Hasumi collapsed to the ground once more. Her right index finger slowly pointed forward, while her left hand hung limply. Stripped of her magic along with her witch genes, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop.