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

Arisa Fujito frowned, pulling at her hood in thought. As she instinctively raised her hand to strike a chuunibyou pose, a tiny bit of the 'Witch Factor Essence' smeared on her palm accidentally slipped out. That tiny bit of Witch Factor Essence landed right in the small blood fountain.

"Thump thump thump—plop plop!!!"

The next moment, the blood spring, which had been gurgling like a stream, suddenly began to boil inexplicably. At the same time, the red light of the ritual sword seemed to come alive, brutally absorbing and demanding from the prospective witches.

"What's going on... Everyone be careful!!" Chang Rong was startled by this strange change. He immediately shielded the witches behind him and prepared to forcibly block the blood spring to end the ritual.

"Wait a minute, Chang Rong! This... uh... is this also part of the ritual...?"

Hasumi Ryota hurriedly shouted to interrupt Chang Rong. The white-haired boy turned around in confusion, but before he could ask Hasumi Ryota why she was stopping him, he saw this strange scene before him:

After tasting the essence of the witch factor, the Blood Spring stopped pupa formation. Instead, the crimson light became even more dazzling. The light drew in all the witch factors that were originally attached to the prospective witch, forming a vortex like a gentle breeze, which slowly pulled them to the center of the Blood Spring's source.

The scene looked as if the 'souls' of the aspiring witches were being extracted, but upon closer inspection, it became clear that what was being extracted was not their souls, but their endless life force.

"Wow, what a sacred scene..."

Noah Kinosaki spreads his arms wide in a martyr-like pose, letting the colored paint peel away from his body, flow, and finally converge in the center of the courtroom, staging a redemption of Witch Island.

"Where is God..." Coco complained softly, watching the witch's energy being absorbed and leaving her, and for a moment she felt a little empty inside.

These are all rewards I worked so hard to earn, and now they're being taken away like this... Oh dear, how could this great witch be so mean!

"Hmph, God is behind the plain, I know that!" Only Shirley remained as carefree and oblivious as ever. It seems that the president, Miss Holmes, only regains her humanity when she is close to Chang Rong.

"This is too bizarre..."

Chang Rong stared wide-eyed at the scene before her, incredulous as countless witch genes converged and flowed toward the center, as if they had given birth to their own will.

After the last drop of witch factor was absorbed and mixed with the blood spring, the blood spring, which was originally difficult to even water flowers with, visibly expanded.

A gigantic and forbidden flower of evil, nourished by despair and resentment, slowly bloomed before the crowd. The devoured witch genes gradually sculpted an outline—the outline of a short, slender girl with long, flowing hair.

"Is it coming...?!" "That, that's... the Great Witch...!"

Everyone held their breath at the same time. The ceremony was nearing its end, and the figure of the 'Great Witch' emerging from the crimson flower became clearer and clearer.

The flowers, though vibrant, will eventually fade. Finally, the crimson liquid dissipated, and on the stage of the courtroom, a girl as delicate as a snowflake appeared before everyone's eyes.

A huge white sun hat with lace trim, a pure white shawl, a dignified and luxurious black and white dress, silk gloves adorned with white roses, and most notably, her long, cascading white hair.

The Great Witch Yuki descended upon the courtroom.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, no... it should be said that it truly stood still.

Sunlight streamed through the stained glass into the courtroom, and the dust, which had been impossible to hide from due to the Tyndall effect, stopped moving the moment the 'Great Witch' descended upon the world.

The witch who destroyed humanity has been summoned back to this world once more through a witch's resurrection ritual. All things in the world await, awaiting the forgotten witch to utter her first syllable, sealed for a hundred years. "—"

The Great Witch moved. She slightly opened her closed eyes, and her delicate eyelashes lifted, revealing a pair of light blue, clear eyes devoid of any emotion.

Then, the Great Witch slightly parted her slender lips, and her calm, ethereal, and distant voice reached everyone's ears.

"You successfully held the ceremony, didn't you?"

The Great Witch's first words upon her arrival, though calm, were imbued with the overwhelming pressure of a superior race that commanded all living things, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.

Then came the Great Witch's second sentence—

“I knew you could do it, Hiro. You’ve always been mine… Why am I all sticky?”

The Great Witch's second sentence after her arrival, though interrupted halfway through, still exuded an aura of power that made it impossible to look directly at her, despite her being a sage with the wisdom to glimpse the truth and the end of magic, and even as she looked down at the strange witch genes on her body with a confused expression.

Then came the Great Witch's third sentence—

"Let's put all that aside for now. Now that the ceremony has been successful, we can reminisce later, and put atonement aside for now. What I need to do now is—wait... Rong... Rong...?"

The Great Witch's third sentence after her arrival suggests she has an unfinished mission to carry out immediately after the resurrection ritual is successful, but she still couldn't finish her sentence.

When the Great Witch's gaze fell upon the white-haired youth, all her thoughts and obsessions vanished. She casually discarded the memories spanning a century, dedicating herself entirely to that youth.

The girl, her eyes trembling like snowflakes, stared directly at the boy. She choked back tears, cautiously, as if she were in a beautiful dream, knowing this and therefore afraid to touch upon it, timidly uttering that name, too distant to be forgotten, yet one she would never forget.

When Chang Rong heard that cry tinged with sobs, when he saw the tears dripping from the snowflake-like pupils of the girl before him, he knew that there was nothing left to worry about, and no questions left to doubt.

The being resurrected by the ritual at this moment is not a 'forgotten witch,' not a 'vengeful spirit that destroys humanity,' and not a 'wandering, lost vengeful spirit from the past.'

She is Yuki, 'Sato Yuki', the girl he once promised to put a ring on her finger and spend his life with, a somewhat clumsy and naive girl.

The Great Witch could never understand why humans would do so many things that reason could not analyze. In her view, the existence of creatures driven by emotions was more incomprehensible than 'magic' itself.

But when the boy appeared before her again, Sato Yuki finally understood. Some things can indeed easily overcome reason.

Is he an imposter? Could this be some kind of 'magic'? Or some kind of trap set by a human state agency? How did he come back to life?

No, there's no need to consider those things at all. The flawless person is right before me, so there's only one thing I need to do.

"Rong...Rong—I, I...I miss you so much—really, I really miss you, Rong—"

Sato Yuki took a step forward and pounced on the boy without the slightest hesitation.

Chang Rong did the exact same thing.

What should I say to Xiaoxue? How can I confirm if she still harbors hatred towards humanity? How can I tell her about the witch? If she still wants to destroy humanity... what should I do?

What should I say to Rong? How can I atone for the sins I committed against him? How can I correct my mistakes? If he still resents me... what should I do?

The topics they had thought about countless times, the puzzles they had never solved, the fear that had been troubling and entangled them, the embarrassment of not knowing how to greet each other again—all these things seemed to have never existed the moment the boy and girl looked at each other, like snowflakes in the height of summer, they simply vanished and melted away.

"Rong...Rong—Rong...!!!"

"Xiaoxue...it's been so long...so long, really so long..."

The two embraced tightly, as if trying to make up for the time they had spent apart.

Only after confirming that the person in their arms was a real person, until their souls touched each other's body temperature again, and until they believed that the person would not suddenly disappear before their eyes, did the two slowly release their close arms.

Then, Xiaoxue blinked and asked the boy a small question.

"Rong—why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

"^q^ Ouch..."

"Rong—why aren't Hiro, Emma, ​​Meruru, and a group of girls I've never seen before—clothes?"

"^q^ Oh my god, isn't this ridiculous..."

Chang Rong swallowed awkwardly, pondering how to answer, when Xi Luo stepped forward.

"It was a touching reunion, Xiaoxue. But a lot has happened while you were gone. To put it simply—that rabbit isn't yours anymore." "...What does that mean?"

Xiaoxue blinked, but Xiluo's crimson eyes did not back down.

The touching encounter has come to an end; what follows is the trial of the witches.

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There's been a bit of a stir with this book lately, and I'm trying to make some changes. I hope you can all understand, and please refrain from making any extreme comments. I just want to finish writing in peace and quiet and don't want to get involved in any of this.

I'm really sorry, I hope everyone can calm down.

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Thank you ZDF620 for the 22 spicy strips! I'm very grateful!

Thanks to Chenguang Moxin for the salted fish spikes!

I'm having writer's block, so I'm taking a day off.

I'm getting writer's block as I approach the end, and I'm not entirely satisfied with the way I'm ending the story. I'll be taking a day off to work on it some more. I apologize for that.

Also, thank you again for your support!

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"Can you...see me?"

To be honest, I wasn't particularly surprised when I first saw that white-haired boy standing in front of me.

Although he had cast a spell to 'forget his existence' on himself, this kind of spell, which requires precise adjustments, does occasionally malfunction due to various issues, which is not unusual. However, it seems that his 'vacation' will have to end prematurely.

The 'magic of forgetting' is not a magic I will keep active all the time. I will only use magic to make humans 'forget' my existence when I want to rest and find peace and quiet.

The magic I truly activate in my normal state is a complex series of spells that alter the cognition and emotions of the people around me. Even if the method of practice is explained, ignorant humans would not be able to comprehend it, so let me just state the effect directly—under the interference of those spells, every human who sees me will automatically comprehend my domineering will and bully me.

This magic is incredibly useful. Even if I accidentally over-exert myself on one of the spells, summoning swarms of insects and storms, the other humans will still bully me according to their will of dominance. To them, if they dare not bully her simply because 'this strange woman can control insects to bring calamity,' then what's the difference between them and mere mortals?

However, I originally wanted to rest quietly today... But I have no choice. Being bullied by humans is necessary. Only in this way can I maintain my malice towards humans and make up my mind to bring these creatures with original sin to their due punishment.

So, what kind of bullying tactics will this transfer student with short white hair use against me?

I awaited his next move: verbal abuse? Or would he simply pull my hair?

...but none of them are true.

The boy simply stood in front of him, greeting him with what might be a 'shy' expression, as if hoping to exchange information with him.

—Interesting. Looks like this is a new kind of domineering behavior I've never experienced before. Let me see what tricks this rabbit-like fellow has up his sleeve. Hopefully, he won't disappoint me too much.

I responded to the boy by making up a name on the spot using the most common surname, and then looked forward to what kind of different will of domination this boy who called himself 'Chang Rong' would bring me.

Then, nothing happened during the break; no razor blades were found in the desk.

Nothing happened during my lunch break; there was no chalk dust or dirt spilled in my lunchbox.

Some things happened after school. As usual, my classmates tried to bully me by shirking my cleaning duties, but a boy named Chang Rong suddenly stood up and seriously stopped the others from being domineering.

He didn't bully me all day; in fact, he tried to protect me and stop other people from doing things.

Having lost the magic of mind reading, I could only tentatively ask him why he did this, but the boy could only give an awkward smile, rub his hair, and say nothing.

This kind of life continued for a while. During this time, I had not experienced the domineering behavior of others for a long time. At first, the boy would get into conflicts with others to stop the bullying, but after a few physical disputes, no one in the class would dare to provoke the transfer student anymore.

To be honest, an undisturbed life isn't so bad.

One day later, just before school ended, the boy suddenly invited me to his home, somewhat awkwardly and seriously.

"I feel like if you leave Xiaoxue alone, you'll starve to death at home..." This lame excuse is infuriating, but I didn't refute his suggestion. On the contrary, I was a little excited. He was finally about to reveal his true nature.

He can't fully display his domineering nature in the school environment, but if he were at home, with all the advantages of timing, location, and people, he would surely reveal his most cruel and terrifying domineering intent.

So I agreed to his request without hesitation and followed him to his room.

It must be said that the room was very well-maintained and looked both comfortable and cozy. But only in such an environment could the most striking contrast of powerful and domineering energy be created.

After that, we watched boring human programs, ate boring human-cooked food, played boring human games, and listened to boring human music together in his room.

"I'm so happy today, Xiaoxue! See you tomorrow!"