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

The raging flames can devour everything, but they cannot devour themselves, nor can they devour their own 'sins'.

Oh no, this has been going on for ages… q…? What am I going to do? What am I going to do now? That damn white-haired guy, that Chang Rong, I seem to… I really…

Arisa Shito abandoned the idea of ​​'drinking sleeping pills straight from the bottle and dying'; before that, there was at least one more thing she needed to confirm.

Volume 1: Chapter 60. The Cat TV Section (6K)

"Ha...ha...this Hakimi...he's really fast..."

Today, Chang Rong truly experienced firsthand what it means to say, "In a crisis, just give it your adrenaline."

Normally, Ze Du Coco is easily caught and instantly refined by me, but today she turned into a marathon runner and completely wrecked me.

Although she was very unwilling, Chang Rong did not continue to pursue the matter, but instead leaned against a bench to rest.

Compared to these true 'veterans,' I don't even fully understand the environment of this prison island yet. For example, the mysterious underground cold storage, the three strange rooms behind the castle, the magical library next to the recreation room on the second floor, which supposedly has a cherry blossom tree growing inside, and the flower fields and riverside outside the castle.

Chang Rong had only learned about these places from Hiro, and hadn't even had a chance to see them in person.

Trying to catch up with Hakimi under these circumstances would be somewhat overestimating one's abilities.

—Speaking of which, although I glimpse this place every day when I pass by the corridor, this is the first time I've actually walked in.

The castle has an openwork 'courtyard' that reminded Chang Rong of the small basketball court in the school that is surrounded by teaching buildings.

Of course, the green environment of this courtyard is much better than the crowded small basketball court. The outer ring of the fence is planted with a circle of lush trees and shrubs. In the center of the courtyard, you can see an elegant marble fountain sculpture. It's just a pity that the fountain itself has long lost its original function due to disrepair and has instead become a shared home for various ivy and weeds.

Looking directly upwards from the fountain, you can see a small house with a balcony; that's the second-floor art studio that has just been cleaned.

The thought of the art studio brings to mind Arisa Wisteria, and the thought of Arisa Wisteria brings to mind 'Please whip me hard, discipline me, oh my god!', and the thought of oh my god—

"Ugh... What's going on...? Erling Si Jiuqi? 《...!!?

Chang Rong wished she could dig three holes and fill them with water to bury herself and escape reality.

Although Chang Rong had anticipated that a woman like Arisa Fujito, whose appearance alone suggested a complicated past, would be troublesome, she never imagined it would be in such a complicated way.

This is so weird! What is this all about, suddenly dragging someone into playing Ace Love? Are we even that close, lady?!

When it was almost dinner time, I wondered what kind of expression I should use to face the energetic young lady—no, no, dinner is for later, right now the most important thing is still Ze Du Coco!

Leaving aside the fact that Arisa Wisteria's behavior made Chang Rong afraid to approach the studio for a while, at least at that time she was definitely in a state of taboo being violated.

Although Chang Rong doesn't yet have a deeper understanding of the concept of "taboo," he is certain that "taboo" should never be openly displayed like Sakura Emma's leg ring, allowing anyone passing by to take a look.

If Sawatari Coco were to spout nonsense, putting aside her own shame and social standing, she might actually be completely set off by Shito Arisa's landmine.

But he let Hakimi get away, and the private messages he sent on his phone didn't seem to be getting any replies.

At least we need to stop her from talking about it everywhere. Is there any way to tell her about this? Hmm, it seems there is.

Looking at the nickname (breathing on keycaps) on her phone, Chang Rong opened her photo album and quickly scrolled to a picture.

In the photo, Zetsu Coco's face is covered in butterflies drawn by Noah, causing her to bristle and pant. No matter how you look at it, she is the worst of the worst.

However, the focus is not on that; the focus is on the photo that captured Coco Sawatari.

Chang Rong pointed her phone screen at herself and put on a serious expression.

"Coco-chan, zaima?"

“I know you just saw some strange images, but please listen to me. There’s a reason for them, and they’re related to Arisa Wisteria’s taboo.”

"I'm serious. Please don't tell anyone else, or it might exacerbate Wisteria's witch-like transformation."

"I will explain the details to you in person. I hope you can reply. I am in the central garden."

"..."

After a long, serious monologue that sounded like a weather forecast, the phone still hadn't received any messages.

Chang Rong's forehead vein throbbed.

Okay, fine then, you forced me to do this.

Using his phone as a makeshift stand on the bench, Chang Rong coughed twice and adopted a more serious expression than before.

"Since we're just killing time anyway, I'll tell you a little story. As the old saying goes, 'The world, after a long period of unity, will inevitably divide; after a long period of division, will inevitably unite;' and 'In times of chaos, heroes will emerge.' Our story begins with a vendor in the market who weaves jade feet, a vendor who sells mung beans from both the north and south, and a vendor with a thick beard who sells pork that's on a must-eat list for physical education students..."

Chang Rong began to tell a mysterious story of Eastern history while looking at Ze Du Ke Ke's photo.

When Chang Rong couldn't continue composing for the sixteenth time because she forgot her lines, she hummed the Guan Yu song and said, "However, at this moment, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the will of heaven eroded and took everyone to the next scene!" the familiar Hakimi finally appeared out of nowhere.

"That's enough, okay?! If you keep talking this nonsense in my head, I'm going to go deaf myself, meow!"

Ze Du Ke Ke, with his airplane ears puffed up and his hair standing on end, and Lao Wu chewing gum, unleashed all his power at Chang Rong.

Hakimi never imagined in her life that she, who always used this magic to spy on others, would one day be defeated by someone using her own magic, and in such an absurd way.

I should have just created a blacklist for magic...

"Ah, Coco-chan! That's great... You haven't replied to my messages at all, I thought you had really blocked me."

Seeing Zedu Keke refresh, Chang Rong's eyes, which were on the verge of collapse due to the battle tactic of inflicting 800 damage on the enemy while losing 1000 damage to herself, finally regained their light.

"Ugh... stay away from me... you pervert!"

Although Chang Rong tricked her back with underhanded methods, Ze Du Ke Ke still kept her distance and looked at Chang Rong with eyes that looked at trash.

"—I'm sorry, although that situation was due to something beyond my control, I am also partly to blame. If I've frightened you, please allow me to apologize sincerely."

The white-haired boy lowered his head in disappointment and apologized, his hair drooping listlessly.

"Disgusting... You were faking it anyway, weren't you? You freak... Tsk."

Zedu Coco continued to breathe on Chang Rong, but her tone was much weaker than the indiscriminate aggression she had shown when they first met.

"It's fine to treat it as a pretense, but I really didn't lie to you about Zifang. Her current situation is very special. Please don't continue to provoke her, and don't tell anyone about what happened before, otherwise something uncontrollable might really happen."

"Huh~? You think I won't tell you just because you don't want me to? Hmph, maybe you two were just playing some weird games over there and forgot to lock the door www! That weak Fire Keeper who can only breathe and actually wilted at the slightest touch is actually a perfect match for a pervert like you~!"

Seeing that Chang Rong didn't seem to have any desire to refute, Ze Du Ke Ke's breathing became increasingly larger again.

Now that things have come to this point, let's see how you continue to pretend you're not going to get angry... Huh?

"I... am not good enough for anyone."

"what?"

The boy in front of her suddenly gave a self-deprecating bitter laugh, which surprised Ze Du Ke Ke.

"Acting on my own, presumptuously reaching out to others, and humiliating myself by thinking I could protect something—in the end, I was just a self-satisfied clown."

Chang Rong slumped back on the bench and took out a silver-white ornament from his pocket—it looked like a bell.

The boy stared blankly at the bell, speechless. His usually cheerful figure, who was either playing pranks on others or being tortured by others, now seemed to exude only endless...exhaustion.

"...Hmph, I don't know what you're up to, but you're definitely not doing this with good intentions! But I'm in a good mood today because I finally got to eat some human food (Kurobe bread), so I'll reluctantly give you some face."

Zedu Coco continued to mock Chang Rong, but her body reverted to its spiny back form and slowly approached the white-haired boy.

"Tell me, what's the deal with that arsonist? Surely you, a piece of trash, didn't secretly feed her something weird, did you? Ah, not that you're really trash, but you—meow?"

As always, Zedu Keke was trash-talking Chang Rong, but looking at the dejected Chang Rong beside her, she wondered if she had gone a bit too far.

Just as Coco was adjusting her testimony, a hand suddenly grabbed the necklace around her neck.

"Hey Coco, do you know what the biggest difference is between you and the Hakimi from my neighborhood?"

"...Huh?"

Just a second ago, Chang Rong was clearly in a state of 'loss, dejection, and broken Dao heart', but now he was holding Ze Du Ke Ke in his left hand and aiming at her head with his right hand, itching to try.

"The difference is, I have to offer a King of Kings cigarette to fool that Hakimi, but I can fool you empty-handed, right?"

"You, you bastard...you tricked me!? You despicable monster—Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee!?"

Zedu Coco's breath was interrupted, replaced by a wail as if she had been hit on the head.

When faced with lovable girls like Emma and Noah, Chang Rong would gently stroke their heads with her right hand.

And when facing Ze Jiudu Cocoa, this sulfurous Haki kicking rice monster, San Chang Ba Rong Liu will also stretch out his right hand, turning it into a fist and drilling fiercely at the keycap's head.

"You just called me a pervert, right? A piece of trash, right? You 'playing pretty big,' right?"

"You're even more petty than that guy who went to Wancheng for a massage!"

"Oh dear, you shouldn't talk about this with children!"

"Didn't you, you bastard, say that first—Eeeeeee meow!?"

Today, Ze Du Ke Ke once again experienced the lowest limit of the human species.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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"【Taboo】?"

After watching the cat-themed TV show, Ze Du Ke Ke, holding cat-ear headphones (she couldn't wear them for the time being because a bump had popped out of her head), sat next to Chang Rong, frowning as she pondered what the white-haired boy had just told her.

“That’s right. I suspect that each of the aspiring witches imprisoned here has their own taboo, or rather, trigger point, which will explode if stepped on.”

"For example—those readers who immediately start 'reading the army' and poking their ears the moment they hear the word 'long'?"

"?"

Chang Rong was completely baffled by Ze Du Ke Ke's inexplicable meta comments. He began to wonder if he shouldn't have used such a cruel method to trick Ke Ke into revealing the truth. It seemed that Hakimi was showing signs of having his mind corrupted by fate.

"Actually, I've already gathered some information, you—"

Chang Rong wanted to exchange information, but when she looked at Ze Du Ke Ke, she suddenly hesitated.

On the left is Nikaido Hiro, a gentle and strong Yamato Nadeshiko who considers it her mission to eliminate the 'incorrect things' in the world, and is an all-around warrior with the perfect balance of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor skills.

On the right is Kurobe Nanoha, a cold and legendary sniper who actively threw herself into this witch's battle royale, honing her skills and possessing illusion magic. Her body is as strong as steel and her heart as clear as glass.

The seven members of the Ming family in front of me are about the same as the number of fans in the live broadcast room, and their biggest wish is to continue to be the managers of the single promoters on the Internet.

...Do we really want to drag this guy, who clearly only wants small, fleeting happiness and has absolutely no intention of 'doing big things!', into this mess?

Intelligence is a double-edged sword; the more intelligence you have, the easier it is to fall into unexpected dangers.

Unless you say someone is supposedly an intelligence officer, but in actual combat they're either just mindlessly farming or dying, and in the end you find out they didn't do anything.