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

"Huh, did you get Tono-sama's permission?"

"It's not about releasing Hannah! Why did that come to mind as your first thought!?"

"I get it, I get it! As expected of Watson, our brainwaves are completely in sync! Now that he knows Hannah can fly, he definitely wants to make her take off like crazy, right?"

"Hmm...we'll need brooms too," Chang Rong agreed while thinking.

"Yes, yes, and a pointed hat is also a plus!" Shirley Tachibana added excitedly.

"Wholesale hats? I'm good at that! Ah, baby, you're a—"

"No, no, no, I already said it's not about letting Xiao Na go free, so let's not keep going on about this topic...?" Saeki Miria couldn't stand watching these two geniuses who were on the same wavelength anymore, and interrupted Chang Rong and Tachibana Sherry's Kerbal Hannah space program with a wry smile.

【Monster Detective Agency】...it really is literally a group of monsters!

“However, considering the space, Sherry, you might have to uproot a few trees, otherwise the kite string will get tangled.” Ryota Hasumi kept gesturing the path from the courtyard to the sky. Although it’s not impossible to fly a kite, it would be a little crowded, and there’s a possibility that the kite will get caught in the trees.

"How about we go to the balconies of the recreation room and art studio? They're taller than the trees in the courtyard, and you can even see the entrance door from there," Milia said, pointing to the separate balconies extending from either side of the courtyard.

"Can't we just go outside and fly a kite?"

"Hehe, although I don't know the principle, as long as it's higher than that fixed rainbow outside, it will attract the guards, so it's no good outside~ Watson!"

So, does that mean prisons do actually need to be wary of and alert to movements along the Y-axis?

Knowledge that felt both potentially useful and ultimately useless flooded my mind.

"By the way, why is Coco so quiet today?"

Chang Rong noticed that Ze Du Ke Ke was staring at the kite, seemingly lost in thought. Surprisingly, it was Ze Du Ke Ke in her Ha Jing Mi mode. She asked her with some curiosity.

"Huh? Really? I was just thinking about how to win the championship!" Ze Du Ke Ke waved her hand in response.

"That's easy! Just find Miss Tono—"

"Stop steer the conversation towards Xiaona!"

Afterwards, the group started discussing what patterns to draw on the kite. Chang Rong left because she wasn't very interested, but was pulled back by Tachibana Sherry.

The group started discussing what the winner's prize should be. Chang Rong left because she wasn't very interested, but was then grabbed back by Tachibana Sherry.

The group started discussing 'how to name the kite the coolest' when Chang Rong suddenly got up and ran away, only to be instantly subdued by Tachibana Sherry once again.

As a result, after the group of people finished their discussion and parted ways, Chang Si had become a group that far surpassed Meng Huo and was far ahead of Tang Sanzang.

However, after the discussion, the president did not continue to hold him back from running away, which can be considered one of the few instances where she showed any humanity.

However, because she had been distracted by Shirley Tachibana for too long, Chang Rong might not be able to return before curfew if she went outside the castle. So she could only wander around the castle some more and decided that she would have to get some goods from Blackburg tomorrow. She would just have to make do with cookie crumbs for the night.

———Reception Room———

"Ugh...!?"

"Alas--!!"

I still ended up seeing the person I least wanted to see.

As Chang Rong passed by the reception room, she bumped right into Arisa. Almost instantly, Chang Rong activated her Spinosaurus stance, while Arisa, on the other side, was also facing off against Arisa, who immediately adopted the Eight Maidens stance.

"Hey, Wisteria, I...I advise you to calm down!! Even though it looks like there's no one in the living room right now, if I just yell, a whole truckload of bread-bread men will come running!"

Chang Rong, who usually does not cultivate good deeds, also invoked the spirit of Ze Du Ke Ke when facing Er Qi Liu Yi Ba Liu Dui Zi Teng Arisa.

"You idiot, I was just in a special situation back then...!"

Arisa Fujito yanked down her hood with her left hand and pulled her mask up with her right, as if she wanted to dress herself up as Shinobu.

"That's good, that's right, it's all a misunderstanding! I knew that the cool and unconventional Zifang could not possibly be someone who longs to be pushed down, whipped, and insulted, yet looks like she's enjoying it and whining in admiration!"

"I'll kill you, you bastard!!!"

"Yes, yes, yes, that's exactly the feeling of being insulted and scolded, Zifang! Modo, keep insulting me!"

When Chang Rong saw the familiar old version of Arisa Wisteria breathing on him, he was overjoyed and even kept encouraging Arisa to scold him a few more times.

"Tsk... idiot...!! I can't be bothered with you, I'm leaving!"

Arisa Wisteria was incredibly awkward about this reversal of the offensive and defensive situation, and wanted to shout, "Which side is M here?!" But in the end, she just clicked her tongue and then left the reception room.

only--

pat!

A wad of scrap paper fell out of Arisa Wisteria's pocket and rolled on the ground, looking extremely conspicuous.

"—"

"—"

Arisa Wisteria, who had dropped the crumpled paper, remained motionless, only glancing at Chang Rong out of the corner of her eye.

Chang Rong didn't dare to breathe loudly for a moment, fearing that any small action she took would be judged as a 'reprimand' by Zifang Arisa.

The two then engaged in a 60-second game of wits around the crumpled paper on the ground.

"……cut!"

Finally, Arisa Fujito snorted and left the reception room.

Then it came back, threw the waste paper into the trash can, and disappeared again.

"—"

—I've been given a second chance at life.

After the exchange of blows between the masters, Chang Rong was covered in cold sweat, as if he had just experienced a top-level battle of wits.

———Medical Clinic———

"【Stupid Monster】"

Good evening, An'an. Are you feeling unwell anywhere?

"[Some cases of anemia are all your fault, monster!]"

"Anan-chan, you actually used my hat-labeling magic to attack me... By the way, what are you doing here, Nikaido?"

The arrangement in the infirmary was a bit odd. Natsume Anan was lying on the hospital bed holding a sketchbook, while Nikaido Hiro was frowning and breathing on the bottles and jars in front of him.

As expected of Nikaido, he has evolved to the point where he can breathe on a glass bottle.

"Sakura Emma said she had something to do and asked me to help organize the medicines in the infirmary, but no matter how I counted them, there was one bottle of sleeping pills missing... Did you lose your mind and drink it?"

Nikaido Hiro frowned and asked Chang Rong.

"【False Evidence】Do I look like the kind of genius who would take sleeping pills just because 'it looks delicious'?" Chang Rong complained helplessly.

"Who knows? There are at least two of the geniuses you mentioned. But it's really thanks to that Ice Meluru that she can mark and record the types and effects of drugs in such detail. Otherwise, we probably wouldn't be able to guess the effects of many drugs."

Hiro nodded with satisfaction as he held the reference list, saying that it was clear the list was quite valuable; it seemed Emma had been using it to categorize the medicines in the infirmary.

"Qi Ming is a cold, dark figure," she clearly wishes everyone she encounters could turn into a witch, yet she strangely shows concern for people in odd ways... It's hard to judge her behavior as right or wrong. What exactly does Meruru want to do?

Nikaido Hiro stared at the note in his hand, frowning as he pondered.

"...Who knows?"

Chang Rong had absolutely no interest in the topic and prepared to leave the infirmary.

"Oh, right—give it back to me."

Chang Rong seemed to remember something, walked over to Xia Mu An An, grabbed the pillow the fluffy girl was hugging, tucked it under her arm, and prepared to leave. Her movements were clean, efficient, and perfectly natural.

The next second, Nikaido Hiro's hand landed on Chang Rong's shoulder.

"You stole a pillow?"

"It wasn't 'stealing,' it was 'taking it back,' right, An'an?" Chang Rong quickly sought help from An'an beside her to explain. The result—

"【We were coerced by that man, we dare not disobey him, sob sob】"

"You brat—calm down, Nikaido! She's already whining on paper, do you still believe her?! You're wrong, she's the evil one, oh my god!!"

Who says there's no such thing as a perfect murder? Xia Qimu An Er An just casually flicked her pen and successfully made Chang Rong behead Nikaido Hiro.

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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"I'm exhausted... In the end, I still couldn't go see Kurobe-kun."

As night fell, I wondered if Naoya Kaori was busy moving and furnishing her new house. I hadn't seen her come over for dinner today.

He was supposed to be the male lead in the story, but he ended up just wandering around aimlessly all day...

Speaking of which, what is Sakura Emma doing? I haven't seen them at all all day—click!

What was going on in the group? I was just wondering why I hadn't seen the pink-haired little dog Qi today. But when the door to the room was pushed open, today's 'randomly refreshed blind box of the witch' appeared in front of Chang Rong.

The young woman with pink and white hair, Sakura Emma, ​​lay on her own sofa bed. Her slender legs were draped over the sofa, and the fleshy cleavage on her thighs immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Ugh... Eh!? Chang, Chang Rong-jun! I'm sorry, I— Waaah!"

Seemingly just waking up, Sakura Emma was startled by Chang Rong's return. She tried to get out of bed, but the moment her left foot touched the floor, the pink-haired girl felt as if she had been electrocuted, letting out a pitiful whimper, and collapsed onto the sofa.

"Sakuraba-kun, did you twist your ankle?"

Chang Rong immediately noticed that Sakura Emma's left ankle was unnaturally red and swollen.

"Hehehe... It's not serious, don't worry, Changrong-kun! I just wanted to pick some mushrooms and flowers that can be used to make tea, like Meruru did, but I accidentally tripped and twisted my ankle. When I got back, I thought I'd rest for a bit, but I think I fell asleep..."

Sakura Emma gave Chang Rong a harmless, pitiful, and bravado-like smile.

"Let Kurobe handle the jungling; I'll take you to the infirmary—"

"No need, no need! That would be too much trouble for everyone. I just need to rest a little while, okay, Chang Rong-jun?"

Sakura Emma sat on the sofa and looked up at Chang Rong. Her light pink eyes were watery and shimmering, making it really hard for anyone to have the heart to refuse her.

Of course, if it's Nikaido Hiro, it's easy, absolutely possible!!!

"Okay... at least let me see how your sprained ankle is."

Chang Rong sighed, realizing she might really have to consider becoming a wet nurse.

The white-haired boy squatted down in front of Emma Sakura and gently reached out to remove Emma's left boot.

"Huh? Could it be... Chang Rongjun, this... this isn't right...? Ugh!"