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

"And I've already found someone, hehehe... Coco-chan, Daddy's here to kill you—Gwaa ...

"So killing is definitely a no-no! Wait... Watson?"

Seeing Chang Rong's unwavering devotion to his cat, Shirley Tachibana panicked and could only throw a punch in an attempt to stop him.

The ending is that Ba Changsi Rong directly lies on the ground in the pose of a phoenix in the shape of a flower of hope, using her own death to start a new round of witch trials (?).

After returning to the Crystal Chamber from the elevator, Chang Rong rubbed her neck while pondering her next plan.

"We can't get any information about the cryogenic chamber for now. In that case, let's go to the library and see if we can gather any information about witches—uh, what if we run into Sister Jiaxin..."

Chang Rong was starting to have PTSD. The impact of Kurobe Nanoha's numerous night raids on him was nothing compared to Arisa's casual basic attack. This showed that Kurobe was really just a nobody... no, it showed that Arisa was really terrifying.

"By the way, does the club president have any upcoming activities? It's almost time for my stay-at-home order to end."

"Hmm... Oh? I'm going to catch beetles in a bit!"

Suri Tachibana seemed a little absent-minded, rubbing the back of her head and responding with a silly grin.

—How come it seems that after emerging from the elevator, the director of the Umbrella Corporation, who had initially shown signs of humanity, has reverted to his malfunctioning, blue, idiotic form...?

"So, shall we call it a day for today's club activities? We've taken care of an empty hornet's nest, so that's a good start, right? I'll be going now, club president."

"Ah... um? Right, right! Today was quite fruitful!"

Tachibana Sherry responded somewhat absentmindedly.

Although she was a little curious about why Tachibana Sherry looked so strange, Chang Rong didn't linger because she had more important things to do and immediately rushed back to her study and bedroom.

That's right, my blanket was stolen by the mysterious woman who broke into my house early this morning! I need to find something to cover myself with before I get locked up...!

Watching Chang Rong run away in a panic, Tachibana Sherry blinked.

"Oh dear... I didn't expect to be scolded so seriously by Watson... Hehe."

She had never quite been able to distinguish between the boundaries of play and jokes. Originally, she just wanted to make a joke, but Chang Rong's response stunned her.

Was I the only one without a reason to justify my murderous intent...? Even though I almost killed him, Watson still believed that I would feel guilty about 'killing someone'.

But... if Watson really knew he had 'killed someone'... would he still rub his hair so carelessly?

...Oh dear, I don't really want to think about this anymore!

For the first time, Tachibana Sherry, who has always been carefree and easygoing, experienced this strange feeling of not wanting to think about something.

Volume 1: 62. Hakishi breathed again (5K)

Early in the morning, Chang Rong got out of bed, feeling as if she had been fully revived, returning from hell.

Last night was a long-awaited, exhilarating night, so unforgettable, so reluctant to leave, so haunting, so full of excitement, that I slept like a log.

There was no mysterious lock-picking woman waxing her keyhole in the middle of the night, no disgusting nightmares making her feel more and more tired, and no mysterious knocking sound that could stop the hostages from crying at night.

I just lay down, closed my eyes, and slept until dawn.

The only downside was that Kurobe Nanoha took my blanket again... so last night I had to sleep with a tablecloth I found in the kitchen.

However, the thought that sacrificing his own bedding would prevent Kurobe Nanoha from breaking in at night made Chang Rong realize that giving his close companion, with whom he shared a bed day and night, to Nanoha wasn't entirely unacceptable.

Let the bedding suffer a little longer; I, Chang Rong, will bear the blame.

Actually, Chang Rong still felt a bit tired. In fact, ever since she transmigrated, she had been feeling a little tired, but it hadn't affected her movements. So she attributed this fatigue to factors such as not being used to the new environment, poor food, soft grass, humid air, and hard sea cucumbers.

When Chang Rong saw that her phone had just reached 6 o'clock, she opened the study door without saying a word and ran to the bathroom to wash up quickly.

The other prospective witches had bathroom furniture in their cells, but the study assigned to her only had a flowerpot. This meant that every morning before being dragged to the dining room by Hiro, Chang Rong had to go to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.

After having to use cold water to clear her mind, Chang Rong rushed to the empty restaurant, grabbed two apples and the easiest-to-eat black bread from the table, stuffed them into her pocket, and turned to run back to her room in one swift and decisive motion.

however……

"What are you doing? You look like a thief."

"Alas!?"

The familiar black and red figure had appeared in front of the cafeteria's main entrance at some point; it was none other than Nikaido Hiro.

"Nikaido-kun? Why are you up so early?"

Although she was startled, Chang Rong thought that she hadn't done anything wrong, and it was more like she was spared from having her hair pulled by Xiluo for oversleeping, so she immediately puffed out her chest and asked.

"Early? It's just normal sleeping hours."

As Nikaido Hiro spoke, he wrote something in his notebook, which appeared to be his breakfast attendance record for the day.

It's also possible that they'll continue stacking Chang Rong's 'incorrect' murderous book, and once the stacks are full, they'll immediately sever his dog's head.

Judging from her consistently elegant and natural demeanor, as well as her clean, neat, and smooth clothes and hair, the statement that she "always gets up very early" certainly doesn't seem like false evidence.

Before being dragged into the sewing machine, Nikaido Hiro was probably already an elite with an early-rising, perfectly prepared biological clock.

A counterexample would be Sakura Emma. Chang Rong observed that Emma was usually half-asleep during breakfast time, nodding and pecking at rice while simultaneously using both hands to show off her food, which was, in a sense, even more terrifying.

What a dereliction of duty! It's ridiculous that someone who is clearly a roommate and has a bunk bed with another roommate doesn't help Sakura at all. If it were me, I would definitely help—who was I helping again?

My thoughts momentarily went blank, but this strange feeling vanished in an instant.

"But you were surprisingly punctual today—no, I should say you got up a suspiciously early today."

This idiot who usually falls asleep during breakfast time is up so early today, there must be something fishy going on.

Hiro-chan's eyes sharpened!

"Huh? Suspicious? Nothing suspicious. I'm an early riser just like Nikaido-kun. The other day I just wasn't used to the environment and wasn't feeling well, so I didn't sleep well or feel hot. Well then, I'll be going now, Nikaido-kun—"

Chang Rong didn't intend to waste time on 'casual conversation', so he hastily ended the topic and prepared to leave. However, this action only made Nikaido Hiro even more annoyed.

"Wait a moment--!"

"Alas!?"

Nikaido's sudden increase in volume startled Chang Rong once again. However, not only Chang Rong, but even Hiro himself looked somewhat surprised.

—Although I called him over for no apparent reason, upon closer reflection... I don't think I had any reason to keep him here at all.

In many people's eyes, Nikaido Hiro is a guy who likes to 'meddle'. For example, when everyone first met in the reception room, this guy inexplicably jumped out with a 'I've been through this before' look and urged everyone to introduce themselves.

When Yingru Canteen first opened, this guy was always the first to rush over, take a bite of each dish, and then pull out his notebook to check attendance.

For example, before the first witch trial, because no one had any clues about the suspect, Hiro-chan volunteered to sacrifice herself and go to jail to take the blame.

Hiro Nikaido left many people with the impression of being a 'meddlesome and strict old woman of the same age as herself'.

In reality, Nikaido Hiro only interferes with and manages others within the procedures she deems appropriate. As for behavior outside the rules, even if you secretly bring a rabbit home for sex, that's none of her business... I guess.

If someone doesn't come to eat breakfast, then that's "incorrect," and I need to intervene. If someone hasn't returned to their cell by the time they're about to be confined, that's also "incorrect" and must be reprimanded.

However, the white-haired boy in front of him did not currently have any problems that he could interfere with or correct.

If that's the case—

"You're definitely acting strangely; your behavior is too unusual."

Nikaido Hiro used a counter-attack!

Although it was because I inexplicably didn't want the idiot rabbit to run away like that that I suddenly called for help, you yourself are definitely not clean either!

Hiro Nikaido was already quite adept at this 'fraud' tactic. In fact, during her school days, she had successfully used this method to expose the culprit who stole Emma Sakura's indoor shoes without any evidence.

Faced with Hiro's correction, Chang Rong—

"【False Evidence】That's just your imagination, Nikaido-kun. I just wanted to go back to my room and enjoy a peaceful morning once in a while. Or rather, I feel that you, Nikaido-kun, are the one who's a little strange?"

"Well……!"

Chang Rong did not hesitate at all and chose to turn the tables.

—(—I was careless, I actually forgot) about this white caged crazy rabbit and those tumorous minions who would self-destruct at the slightest pressure. This guy is a freak who talks a lot of nonsense, makes up lies as easily as drinking water, and can even use false evidence to deceive innocent girls in the witch's trial.

This kind of thing is no ordinary preparatory magic pill; we have to use a heavy hand to correct it!

"Interesting. I don't think I'm anything strange—ah, it would be an exaggeration to say that I have no problems at all. After all, in this kind of environment, there probably aren't many people who can really not care about the current situation, fall asleep as soon as they wake up and then go play house with the eccentric detective in the gang investigation game."

Nikaido Hiro spread his hands, smiled, and shrugged in response.

"So I already said I was just not feeling well before... And yesterday, Tachibana and I weren't just playing around. We actually solved a major problem that could have threatened everyone's lives! We also figured out the current situation with the elevator in the underground freezer being out of service. That's really useful information, hehehe~"

Chang Rong couldn't understand why Xi Luo was already half-breathing in the morning. Logically speaking, she should have gotten up so early that she didn't even have a chance to provoke her.

"A potential threat to your life? Did you and Shirley go digging for landmines? Tsk... one after another, why are you all so troublesome?"

Seeing Chang Rong's smug look, Nikaido Hiro's 'hash value' went up again.

—No, I clearly did the 'right thing,' so why did Nikaido get even more furious instead of praising 'Chang Rong is so handsome, cool, and awesome!' after hearing that?

With one Hero and the other the "hairband guard," their "hostility" towards Chang Rong sometimes left Chang Rong completely baffled. It's no wonder they're known as the "landmine girls"—each one has a unique set of triggers.

In short, if you don't understand something, then don't do it! The most important thing right now is to avoid breakfast time. If we keep dragging this out—we'll run into Arisa Fujito!

Hiro's intuition was actually correct. Chang Rong got up early and sneaked into the restaurant to pack food, trying to hide back in her room. All of this was indeed very 'strange'. As for the source of the strangeness, it was that arsonist girl.

Chang Rong was determined to avoid meeting Arisa Zifang under any circumstances until he was certain she had regained her sanity.

When Kurobe Nanoha saw him tying up Tachibana Sherry like a dog to prevent her wounds from reopening in the punishment room, he almost got shot by Nanoha.

If, in full view of everyone, Arisa Fujito were to see herself riding on top of me, begging for whipping, discipline, and harsh insults...

What else is there to say? I'll just find a rope and swing on it.

Nanoha Kaori's baking technique, Natsume Anan's holding company plan, Rhea-sama's stage play, Noah-chan's intelligence gathering, Tachibana Sherry's detective club activities—everything, everything must give way to 'avoiding Arisa Fujito'!

"Anyway, I do have some things to take care of back in my room, so see you at noon, Nikaido-kun—Pfft!"

"Woof!"

Not wanting to delay any longer, Chang Rong, preparing to force her way out of the fight, said "Hello, thank you, xiaolongbao" and "Goodbye" as she left the cafeteria. However, as soon as she turned around, she bumped right into a soft, pinkish-white lump.

"Huh... Sakuraba-kun? Sorry, are you alright—"

Chang Rong took a closer look and discovered that the pink-haired girl kneeling on the ground making cute sounds was none other than Sakura Emma, ​​the first friend he had made after arriving on this prison island, and also the magical girl who would gently lick the wounds of others with her tongue.

"Waaah... I, I'm fine. I should be the one apologizing. I didn't notice Chang Rong-jun. Hehehe..."

Sakura Emma knelt on the ground, rubbing her nose, which was red from the earlier collision, and quickly told Chang Rong in a soft and gentle voice that she was fine and didn't need to worry about her.