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

"—"

Chang Rong froze on the spot. The shock brought by pushing open the door was no less than when she saw Tachibana Sherry almost stripping herself naked in the punishment room.

—He looks like just an innocent child who is sleep-deprived, so why does he start playing such big games as soon as he opens his mouth?

Besides, the wish to 'become a dog' is just too bizarre; even if you wanted to do it, you wouldn't have a clue how to do it!

Natsume Anan's magic is merely 'brainwashing the person involved' and is not true 'word magic'.

She certainly (one could say) turned us into "pea shooters," but Chang Rong couldn't possibly spit out seeds because of that.

Even if you repeat "Climb the mountain and raise the cup for us!" three times, you still can't beat the guy who's supposed to be weaker than Gilgamesh.

—How do you transform into a dog? What kind of dog? But speaking of dogs…

Chang Rong stood there, her brain racing, and finally thought of the 'dogs' she had been in contact with the most during this period.

The next second, Chang Rong took action. He raised his right hand, clenched his fist, hooked it to his lips, and moved it up and down.

"Kiang~!"

It made a small noise that could boost Nikaido Hiro's witch transformation level.

"Hmph... Hmph, you were easily hypnotized by me. I thought you were a threat, but you're just a small fry... Hmm, as expected, I am the 'strongest'."

Seeing the white-haired boy's appearance, Natsume An'an's previously serious expression instantly relaxed. She put her sketchbook aside, put her hands on her hips with her long sleeves dangling from her sides, and a smug smile appeared on her lips, revealing the sinister grin of someone who had succeeded in their scheme.

"Those disobedient dogs, Ling Fuqi and the others, must be severely punished... Hmm, I command you—【Please me】!"

After racking her brains for a long time, Natsume Anan finally came up with the next step. She nodded and pointed to Chang Rong to issue a new order.

—My dear master, can't you give me some clearer instructions?! Are you treating me like some kind of weird wish-granting machine?!

Chang Rong obtained new information from Yi regarding Ying Xia Mu An An Er: This guy is definitely a client who can self-contradictory, with his left and right brains fighting each other and his speech unclear. He is the most annoying kind of client.

In short, think about it quickly. Put yourself in the other person's shoes. If I were an observer, what actions of the 'dog' would I find interesting, cute, and enjoyable?

After a moment's thought, Chang Rong gritted her teeth and endured the intense pain that felt like her heart was bleeding, then took out two cookies from her pocket.

Chang Rong held two things in her hands, one was a cookie, and the other was also a cookie.

He held the biscuit in both hands at the same time, and started using his double-handed chopsticks to break it apart, taking turns putting it into his mouth and happily munching away.

"Hmm...? Is this considered pleasing us? But it does look rather stupid... It's such a ridiculously foolish thing to do."

Natsume Anan tilted her head. Although she didn't understand Chang Rong's behavior, sometimes even silly people could make Emperor An Tian smile.

"Oh, right...! You were hiding cookies! Don't eat them yet—"

"Bang bang bang, crack crack crack crack!!"

"Why did I stuff it all into my mouth at once!? Ugh... [Give me some!]"

I wanted Chang Rong to tell me something, but as soon as I finished speaking, she immediately switched to three-times-fast mode and devoured the biscuit in no time.

Left with no other option, Natsume Anan had to order Chang Rong again.

"The food here is absolutely awful. If I didn't want others to think I was a picky eater, I wouldn't have forced myself to eat it... But on the other hand, I managed to eat all this awful food properly, so I'm really amazing! Hmm... I deserve a big reward and praise with some cookies!"

Natsume Yuuan was talking to himself in front of the 'Dog Willow Dog' cookie, and then he felt proud of himself. He looked at Chang Rong with anticipation, ready to get some rare cookies from him to treat himself.

However:

"[False Evidence] Sorry, that was the last piece."

"Last, last? Ugh, what a stupid rabbit... no, now it's my dog...? Oh well—[wagging its tail and begging for mercy]"

Natsume Anan frowned, revealing a cute expression of annoyance, but she quickly reconciled with herself and then issued the next instruction to Chang Rong.

"If I keep using [Brainwashing], I might really turn this guy into an idiot... I absolutely don't want that to happen. Anyway, I'll record his idiotic poses and show them to Noah. That's enough for today... Hmph, how dare you steal my friend! Unforgivable...!"

It seems that Natsume Anan is the type who rarely speaks, but starts talking to herself when she feels she is 'alone'.

...I feel like I'm just some nobody.

"Come on, let us see your most pathetic, most vulnerable side... Hmph!"

With long silver hair, the doll-like girl took out her phone, pointed it at Chang Rong, who was 'brainwashed into a good puppy', and pressed the record button, a wicked smile appearing on her lips once again.

—Phew, thankfully this command wasn't too abstract, and it wasn't an awkward command like "Commit suicide, Lancer," which is completely unresponsive.

Chang Rong breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Natsume An'an didn't suddenly come up with some amazing wisdom and cause any nonsensical trouble, otherwise it would have been difficult to clean up the mess.

So, this time the order is 'begging for mercy'? Hmm... I don't quite understand it, but basically it's about creating something that will make people feel pity for you at first glance?

It seems I'm becoming more and more in sync with the pink-haired dog that I summoned from the spirit, and I'm getting more and more adept at it.

"Cough cough! An'an-chan—woof woof!?"

Chang Rong coughed twice to clear his throat, then called out the girl's name affectionately in a slightly childish and helpless tone.

As Chang Rong was trying to walk towards Natsume An'an, she slipped and suddenly fell flat on her face.

When do dogs evoke the most tenderness and affection? It's definitely when they run towards you in their soft, cuddly way to say hello, only to nearly trip and fall. (Reference: Sakura Emma)

However, Chang Rong did not take two variables into account.

First, Emma Sakura only frequently falls and scrapes her knees and arms when facing Chang Rong and Nikaido Shiro.

Secondly, Natsume Anan doesn't seem to have the strength to hold herself firmly in her arms.

"Huh!? Wait, wait a minute—Pfft!"

The gloomy, skinny bean sprout was startled by Chang Rong, who suddenly pounced on him. Instinctively, he backed away and tried to dodge, but ended up falling flat on his back on the sofa.

Fortunately, Chang Rong managed to dispel the possessed pink-haired dog at the last moment and braced herself against the sides of the sofa with her arms, preventing her from actually falling over. Otherwise, considering An An's physical condition, she would probably have been forced to play a round of "Witch's Judgment" on the spot.

"Wh-what?! Get away from me! You, you idiot... you can't even understand how a dog behaves!"

Not only did they fail to capture Chang Rong's embarrassing moment, they almost captured a terrifying scene resembling an alien suddenly appearing in the face. Even Natsume An'an, who is used to watching horror movies, couldn't withstand this onslaught.

The girl, dressed in a loose, robe-like dress, hurriedly crawled out from under Chang Rong, quickly stopped recording, stuffed her phone back into her pocket, breathed on the 'bad dog', and scolded and complained to Chang Rong in a disheveled manner.

"【Rebuttal】That's just how our dogs are here, okay? At least I have plenty of authority to say something about this."

Chang Rong, who had just fainted from being sucked by the pink-haired dog that morning, refuted Natsume An'an with a confident look.

"Why are you suddenly so sure? There aren't any real dogs here...?"

Natsume Anan tilted her head. If we're talking about animals on Prison Island, the only ones I'd guess are the little birds, rabbits, and water monkeys near the lake.

"Hmph, that just means An'an, your spiritual vision isn't good enough."

"What is clairvoyance...? Hmm, speaking of which... why were you able to have such a fluent conversation with me while under hypnosis?"

Natsume An'an's small question had just arisen when it was interrupted by Chang Rong's unusual behavior, turning into even greater confusion.

Seeing Natsume An'an's shocked and confused expression, Chang Rong rubbed his hair, looking somewhat helpless.

"Huh? Do you want to keep playing? I thought if I just cooperated with you a little, we could talk about something serious."

"To cooperate? We—uh!"

Seemingly finally realizing that the white-haired boy in front of her had not been hypnotized at all, the words that were originally flowing smoothly from her cherry-like mouth suddenly stopped.

Natsume Anan could only suppress her blush and pick up the sketchbook beside her, scribbling away at lightning speed—

"Didn't we hypnotize you from the very beginning?!"

"No, not at all. I was thinking that if you didn't cooperate, wouldn't it be very awkward? Since An Er'an took the initiative to approach me, we have to find a way to keep the conversation going, right?"

Chang Rong responded with a smile, and at the same time, the "dog smell" from before vanished instantly, as if it had never existed in the first place.

"【No hypnosis?? I clearly did it to Coco in one go】—"

"Although I don't know the cause and effect, it must be because Coco-chan is too weak. I am a genuine Sigma man, this level of hypnosis is underestimating me, isn't it?"

"You know what—I'm a man who aspires to become the great god Gala Gemu! This kind of hypnosis app is still a long way off!"

"What is that!?"

The prerequisite for Natsume Anan's magic is that "Natsume Anan herself needs to obtain the other party's approval".

However, because Natsume Anan had never raised Chang Rong's favorability before, she was completely at the level of "who are you?" in the eyes of the white-haired boy in front of her.

It's actually a very simple principle.

If Hero tells me to "open the door," I will first protect my hair to prevent oversleeping and getting pulled by Hero before opening the door.

If it were Tachibana Sherry telling herself to "open the door," she would definitely crawl over to open it, because if she didn't open it within 10 seconds, the door would come to her by itself.

If it's Kurobe... Oh, Kurobe remained silent, only continuing to pick the lock.

What if it's Natsume Anan? Ha, what kind of unfamiliar bean sprout is this? Just leave it alone!

That's the logic.

Although I don't understand it at all, isn't this just a joke?

As she wrote, Natsume An'an grew increasingly anxious and simply stuffed the pen back into her pocket. Her usually half-closed, sleepy eyes were now wide open as she looked at Chang Rong.

"You...you heard what I just said!?"

Although the pencil in her hand was almost sparking, it was too slow for An An to write down what she wanted to say by hand. If she wrote it down sentence by sentence, she was afraid that others would have already said it.

"What did you say? An-an-chan said she's the strongest and ate well, so she deserves a reward. Do you want some cookies? I didn't hear that at all."

"Waaaaah... We, we will kill you, you 'monster'!"

Just like when her father accidentally played her son's diary as a novel on his commute, Natsume An'an completely lost her temper, grabbed the pillow next to her, and launched a reckless attack on Chang Rong.

Although she managed to pounce on the white-haired boy onto the sofa with less than 100 pounds of gravitational potential energy, the significant height difference between them caused Natsume An'an's pillow charge to land entirely on Chang Rong's chest, resulting in a damage of -1 hp.

The actual damage caused is roughly equivalent to trying to suffocate a person on a ventilator with a pillow.

Not only that, but because of her reckless and impulsive attacks, Natsume Anan, who has been staying up late every night and not sleeping well, is already in a terrible state.

"Ugh, ugh...?"

puff!

After using up about half a month's worth of exercise in one go, Natsume An'an's vision went black, her body went limp and she collapsed onto Chang Rong, turning into a cookie slice with the white-haired boy, sandwiching the marshmallow (pillow) between them.

“@△@…”

"Hmm... Do kids these days really go this far? No, it's probably from reading weird and unusual novels. The impact on teenagers is immeasurable..."

Looking at the gloomy, bean sprout-like girl with mosquito coil eyes lying in his arms, Chang Rong swallowed and thought to himself.