The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

"...I know what Hoshino wanted to say." After a moment of silence, Nikaido Hiro responded in a low voice to his earlier words:

"But, well, that..."

She wanted to speak, but couldn't think of what to say first.

Hoshino Utsunomiya wasn't in a hurry to wait for her to give an answer.

He first had to call out the iron bucket, and then use the water inside to wash his hands briefly.

If a hand that has touched your leg or rubbed your foot is then used to hold your hand...

He himself would find it distasteful.

It's not about whether my feet are dirty or not, it's just that I can't get over that mental hurdle.

You don't even need to use dish soap to scrub your hands until they're raw; a light rinse is enough to keep them clean to a tolerable degree.

Soon, Hoshino Utsunomiya washed his hands and put the iron bucket aside.

He sat back down next to the girl, tilting his ear to listen to her carefully considered words.

"Before we run away, can Hoshino please...please love me properly? Just for a few days, just a few days." Hiro's right hand gripped her left, then her left slipped out to grab her right, moving back and forth anxiously. She whispered:

"It's okay if you don't love me, but... well, we're lovers, we're dating. I'm just thinking, what if the warden and the guards are gone..."

"If it's just the two of us."

"So you can do things without a care in the world, things that only lovers can do."

Nikaido Hiro finally sorted out his thoughts and achieved a balance between what he wanted and the problems he had to face in reality.

She wanted a few days.

Perhaps what she wanted was the last day that she hadn't had a chance to experience because the witch had interrupted her last time.

That is, the fifth day.

She had things she planned to say and things she planned to do when that day came.

......Maybe.

Based on the current situation, at least Utsunomiya Hoshino has no reason to refuse her.

"it is good."

As he spoke, Hoshino Utsunomiya reached out his hand to her.

“Then let’s not talk about outside for now,” he said. “However, we still need to go to the warehouse and the canteen first. We really need to make sure we have enough to eat.”

"And water too."

Hiro should have known all of this, after all, she had been here alone for more than a day.

However, he couldn't say that he agreed or made a deal, and that we should just ignore everything else and happily date.

This feeling is indeed quite subtle.

More importantly...

Even though I talked to Emma for two days and to Heero for one day.

Hoshino Utsunomiya is still not very familiar with the process of falling in love.

Inexperienced!

He's still a good boy.

"Ah."

Nikaido Hiro grasped his hand.

With their hands clasped tightly and fingers intertwined, the two finally walked out of the prison cell after a long conversation.

As Hiro said, there was indeed no one else in the other cells in the underground passage.

Once on the first floor, Hoshino Utsunomiya first tried turning on the faucet and shower.

The tap water seems to be working normally, and the room lights along the street don't seem to have any problems.

Everything seemed so normal.

It doesn't look like it's been abandoned.

...Then why were only he and Hiro left here alone?

Because the witch died? Can the witch's death be reset by the rewind system?

When thinking about this question, Hoshino Utsunomiya suddenly remembered a problem he had overlooked.

Moonlit Snow.

As is widely known, Yukishiro hanged herself on the day that everything came to an end.

Meanwhile, Nikaido Hiro returned quickly that day after finishing his short-term study abroad, picked up the iron rod, and gave him that blow.

He had no recollection of what happened after that; he simply fell into a coma.

He didn't initially think there was anything wrong with it.

After all, the dead cannot be brought back to life, so it was understandable that Hero would swing that stick at himself in anger.

All that's left to do is burial and mourning.

To accept death with a heavy heart.

But that was the original intention.

Today, he heard about Hero's magic from Hero's mouth.

'Death Regression'

After death, time can be reversed to that morning.

Then the strange thing happened.

Heero's decision to attack himself could be attributed to emotional impulse, but why didn't he go back in time to save Yukishiro?

Considering the special circumstances this time.

He wondered if the witch's death could not be affected by death rewind, and if she was truly dead.

...So, is it possible for him to do so?

No, if the witch is dead, the only one who can be identified as the witch is Hiro, who is right next to her.

only......

Didn't we say we'd go back to the morning?

If the time travel was carried out using Hero's magic, then this time travel should simply be a repetition of the morning of the fourth day, and Emma, ​​Sherry, Hannah, and Noah will not disappear.

But just like the previous backtracking attempts, the backtracking time will be fixed on the first day.

...It may not be Hero's magic.

Hoshino Utsunomiya did not intend to suspect Hiro.

At least for today.

He wouldn't doubt it.

After leaving the mansion, the two still did not see anyone.

Even though the prison was so quiet, the sunlight and clouds outside still shone under the azure sky.

as always.

Hiro remained silent.

She was very quiet.

She is very well-behaved.

Her hands were clenched tightly.

However, her steps, the direction she was taking, were always crooked.

As if she had lost her sense of direction, the girl would subconsciously walk in the direction that was leaning towards him.

Collision, collision, collision.

A slight collision, a footstep pressing down to the side.

Nikaido Hiro kept pushing Utsunomiya Hoshino against the wall.

Squeezing and squeezing, shoulder to shoulder, body to body.

Finally, they arrived at the warehouse.

Rows and rows of shelves, neatly stacked with goods.

Wooden frames, wooden crates, wooden barrels, burlap sacks...

Large quantities of canned goods, packaged bags, supplies, materials, cardboard boxes...

It has everything, everything you could want.

Very rich.

Even considering the storage period of some supplies, it would be more than enough for two people to live in this prison for a year.

"Has Hiro been cooking for himself these past few days?"

he asks.

......

"Ah? Ah..."

Hiro was a little slow to react; after a long pause, she finally shook her head.

"I ate canned food."

“I see.” Hoshino Utsunomiya’s gaze swept over the arrangement of the cans, then looked at the other items:

"Then let's eat canned food."

There doesn't appear to be a freezer here, and frozen meat and vegetables aren't here, but I ate fish, meat, and vegetables during the previous two retrospectives.