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

The scene that had just occurred was so unreal that Chang Rong even thought it was a hallucination caused by her weakness.

But this is not an illusion.

"Did you eat it? Good... Chang Rong. But being picky is 'wrong,' and you're not getting away until you've eaten everything—ouch!"

Even with his face flushed red, his forehead practically boiling water, and even somewhat incoherent—Nikaido Hiro did not back down. Instead, he picked up another potato, bit into it, held one side with his tongue to prevent it from falling, and pressed it against the white-haired boy once more.

This is correct, this is correct, this is correct, this is correct.

"Wait a minute, Nikaido-kun... what you're doing is just— Waaaaaah—!"

Before the argument that this behavior had absolutely nothing to do with feeding could even be made, the victim, Chang Rong, was physically silenced by the suspect, Nikaido Hiro.

The already mushy potato chunks turned into a paste with the slightest touch. This time, there wasn't even a chance to soften the blow. Nikaido once again moved closer to Chang Rong, determined to teach this guy, who hadn't eaten in a long time and was definitely "incorrect," a lesson.

Even though her mission for this phase was already complete and all the food had been moved, Nikaido Hiro still didn't stop what she was doing.

Hiro Nikaido is someone who takes everything he does incredibly seriously, like making sure there's no dust left when cleaning. Clearly, when helping others eat, he'll also carefully check for any leftovers. Wasting food is unacceptable; it's obviously 'wrong'.

"Waaaaah—cough cough!?"

What, what happened...? What was that just now? Was it considered too much?! So, a kiss tastes like expired mashed potatoes?!

Chang Rong's brain, which had long since stopped thinking, was forcibly restarted in this way by Nikaido Hiro.

“I am right…yes, this is right. Feeding someone with limited mobility, and accidentally feeding them until they are naked, or until their pants are ripped, is still right, and understandable—”

"Nikaido... Nikaido!? Wait a minute—"

Nikaido Hiro seemed to have completely entered a certain realm, and this time her gaze fell on the vegetable soup on her plate.

He gulped down a mouthful and moved it closer to the white-haired boy with increasing skill.

"I can eat by myself...! Just let me eat by myself—"

Waaaaah!!

Chang Rong, who was already no match for the all-around warrior Hiro, had almost gone three days without eating, so his resistance appeared to others to be no different from flirting.

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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"Uh……"

Still, it was the punishment room. Chang Worong slumped against the wall, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, clear liquid (rotten vegetable soup) dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"This is our secret... Don't tell anyone. I know where you live, and I know who can pick your lock—"

Nikaido Hiro knelt beside Chang Rong, her hands covering her face as if she didn't want to be seen, yet she uttered violent and threatening words. For a moment, it was unclear who was actually giving whom a kiss.

An even more eerie silence enveloped the punishment room than before.

"...Thank you, Hiro."

"Hi, Hiro—"

After a long pause, Chang Rong softly uttered the girl's name, and the girl's face, which had finally cooled down, instantly became hot again.

“I know N, I know that you are very selfish in your current state. You not only don’t care about everyone’s affairs, but you don’t even care about your own life and death.”

"I just... I just feel like I'm... meaningless."

Chang Rong stared at the ceiling, and the image of Ze Du Coco's last smile and Natsume An An sitting next to him eating cookies resurfaced in his mind.

He thought he could change something, that he was the 'Garagi Mu protagonist', that he could easily reverse all tragedies, that he could... save everyone.

However, the truth is that this is completely wrong.

"...I don't want to be too harsh on you, but your behavior is indeed too 'selfish' to us, you idiot rabbit."

Nikaido Shiro's figure appeared in his field of vision. Shiro stood up and walked to Chang Rong, looking at the boy coldly and saying.

“Natsume Anan, Sawatari Coco—they hold special meaning for you, so it’s understandable that you chose to run away and disguise yourself with emptiness when faced with this ending.”

"But... what about me?"

"Hero—"

"You failed to save those people, but at the same time, didn't you 'save' someone? And that guy you saved, the one who spews falsehoods—is standing right in front of you right now."

Nikaido Hiro pointed to himself, his tone somewhat disappointed.

"Because you failed to save anyone, you abandon everything you could have done in the past and future—that's wrong, selfish, and escapist."

"Escape...maybe so."

"You've been running away for three days, Chang Rong. And then what? Are you planning to continue like this? Or are you prepared to move forward and search with us, to find a way to leave this prison island, to find a way to cut off all these 'wrong things'?"

Nikaido Hiro stretched out her bound hands, awkwardly and clumsily, but still reached towards Chang Rong.

"I……"

[Emma couldn't lead everyone to escape, and she couldn't solve the mystery of this prison island, but if it were you... you should be able to, right—'I'll push number 2'?]

Not just for Coco, but for everyone who cares about me... I can't stop here.

"I've decided—"

"Fan #1 Chang Rongjun!! I finally found the warden! Because of your good behavior during your imprisonment, you've been granted parole!"

The door to the punishment room was pushed open again, and Hasumi Ryoya shouted excitedly at Chang Rong.

Seeing Ryota Hasumi's excited and even panting face, Chang Rong was briefly stunned.

—I can't be so selfish anymore, everyone... is just indulging my whims. Even Rhea-sama is encouraging me in her clumsy way.

Thinking of this, Chang Rong looked at Lian Jian Lei Ya and once again showed a smile that, although somewhat haggard, was familiar.

"As expected of Rhea-sama, your charm has finally captivated even that stinky bird, the Warden! Oh, Lord Rhea-sama, everyone knows how magnificent you are, everyone—cough cough cough!"

"Are you alright, Chang Rong? I'll take you for some fresh air right away!"

Although he wanted to flatter him, he had been in a mess these past few days, both resting and eating. Chang Rong was interrupted by coughing before he could finish speaking, which startled Lian Jian Lei Ya, who immediately went over and helped him out.

As for Nikaido Hiro—

"..."

I'm here to sit with you in jail. You tell me you've been released from prison?

Not a buddy.

Of course, fate wouldn't play such a cruel trick on Nikaido Hiro.

"Yo-ho!! Surprised, Watson! I got locked up here to keep you company because I threw a rock at the warden... Huh?"

The door to the punishment room opened for what seemed like the umpteenth time, and a dashing figure pushed it open and entered. There, the blue-haired detective and the black-haired woman, both seasoned veterans of the prison system, stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Of course, fate wouldn't play such a cruel trick on Tachibana Sherry.

"Wait, wait... If you've already been arrested, then why are you next door? Waaah... I'm sorry, Chang Rong... I was going to bring you some desserts, but suddenly the warden came crashing down on me, and I couldn't dodge it and got hit, so I got arrested..."

From next door came the flustered, unwilling, and soft voice of the new cellmate, Nanoka Kurobe.

"—"

"Snow, Sherry-chan doesn't know anything~? Am I a really, really bad Sherry-chan~?"

Faced with the death stare of Nikaido Hero's Eye of Justice, Tachibana Sherry chose to play it cute and get away with it.

The three men—one who was in jail, one who was in jail, and one who had broken into the jail—came together in this way.

Meanwhile, in the castle's drawing room—

"Um, Xiao Rong, it's so good that you've been released. I've been super worried these past few days... But could you explain a little more... what does 'fishing one out while putting three in' mean...?"

"Well... I'm not entirely sure either..."

Carrying thick books, he was about to visit Chang Rong in prison when he encountered Saeki Miria, who had just been released, on the way. She blinked, looking completely bewildered.

Chang Rong, who had been receiving warnings about being detained since leaving the house, was equally bewildered.

Does the criminal law contain such a clause regarding replacement contracts?

"Oh, right! This is the phone you asked me to keep before you were locked in the punishment room, Xiao Rong. Now that you've been released, I'll give it back to you. Don't worry! Although I like to remove unfamiliar evidence, I won't touch anyone's privacy! After all... that kind of thing is the worst."

"Ah, thank you, Saeki-kun."

Seemingly catching a glimpse of Milia's 'wound' without even realizing it, Chang Rong took back his phone.

Thinking about it carefully, Hiro was right. I really, really was too willful... I hadn't even read Coco-chan's last words to me before trying to escape everything with emptiness.

This behavior is absolutely wrong and irresponsible.

Since Zetsu Coco has staked her beliefs on this, then I have an obligation to take her place and see it through to the end...

With that in mind, Chang Rong pressed the play button on the video.

But the next second, before the video could even play, Chang Rong collapsed to the ground.

Before losing consciousness, the last sound Chang Rong heard was from Ze Du Ke Ke on her phone.

"That shady Meruru seems to be looking for someone called the 'Great Witch'."

Volume 1: 79. Snowflake Fragments, Part 4

Although it was a time when hot showers were permitted according to the prison schedule, the door to the shower room was closed, with a sign hanging above it that read: "In Use".

As for the people who took over the public bathhouse in such a domineering way, they were two well-known "god-like white-haired duo" - the soon-to-be witch Sato Yuki and her "personal assistant", usually passed by male passerby Chang Rong.

At this moment, Chang Rong wrapped a towel around her lower body and used the shower head to carefully wash the hair of Sato Yuki, a long-haired girl who looked as delicate and fragile as a dress-up doll, sitting on a small stool in front of her.

The girl was wrapped in a large towel, and hidden beneath that white towel was her pure white, flawless body.

Although the boy's exposed upper body was not muscular, muscle lines and textures were visible, which was proof of training that he exercised every day but was not so much so that his brain was controlled by his muscles.

In Chang Rong's words, she was initially worried about the situation where "Xiao Xue was bullied and she wanted to help but couldn't beat the other side," so she started to work hard to exercise.

However, after getting to know and even living with Yuki, the bullying and malice directed at Sato Yuki gradually disappeared, as if the bullying she initially suffered was all a deliberate act.

Of course, this is a good thing for Chang Rong. As long as she can live a peaceful life with Sato Yuki, that's enough—even if it's on this inexplicable prison island.

Logically speaking, a man and a woman taking a bath together, with the woman only wrapped in a towel, should create a pink, breathtaking scene amidst the steamy air.