The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

But touching only half of the body at a time leaves you with a slightly unsatisfied feeling.

It's just skin, but when it's given the definition of a young girl, it becomes exceptionally charming.

He was sexually repressed.

But that's just how it is.

What's really strange is that even though it's just physical contact, it's the physical need that makes people feel attracted to it.

But the continuous contact in this way actually satisfies psychological repression, creating a strangely healing feeling.

The physiological needs that should have been met are instead in a state of suppression, rather than being met.

Isn't that amazing?

The psychological and physiological aspects are symmetrical.

Logically speaking, Hoshino Utsunomiya should have chatted with her more at this point to balance things out.

But according to the pre-arranged procedure, his next step should be to go find someone.

It was Noah.

If you fill a whole day with all sorts of events, even with a total of twelve hours of curfew, the day will still feel incredibly long and empty.

I used to feel like a day would pass by even though I did almost nothing.

But, to be honest.

It was quite fulfilling.

The place where he and Meruru met secretly was still the courtyard.

After all, he was here yesterday, and he hadn't thought about moving to another place.

However... well, it's true that physical contact is a bit inappropriate.

The courtyard is either made of stone or covered in moss, and there's a pool of water. Unless you want to play in the water, but the stagnant pool is actually quite dirty, the courtyard is really only good for looking pretty.

It would be better to go to a prison cell or a medical room.

The prison cells are purely for convenience; you don't need to walk far, you can just visit other cells.

The medical room is even more comfortable, with a soft tatami bed where you can lie down and pull the door shut.

......not good.

The level of repression has intensified.

How about we chat with Hannah for a while?

After parting ways with Ice Meruru and walking out of the courtyard, Hoshino Utsunomiya, who had intended to go straight to the second-floor art studio, paused slightly.

He suddenly remembered something he had overlooked.

...Oh right, the warehouse.

They promised to prepare something edible, but all we've eaten all day is porridge.

He made me forget.

What a terrible memory, Hoshino Utsunomiya.

"Oh, isn't this Hoshino?"

By chance, Hoshino Utsunomiya met Ryota Hasumi.

She greeted him naturally.

"Good morning, Leia." So he replied indifferently.

His gaze lingered on her for only a moment before he looked away.

Seeing that he didn't seem to intend to stop, Hasumi Ryota's lips pouted slightly. She quickly stepped forward, blocking Utsunomiya Hoshino's path, and complained:

"Hey, do you hate me that much? You don't want to spend even a second longer with me?"

My gaze couldn't help but linger on Ryota Hasumi's pretty face.

Her face was exceptionally delicate, her short hair neat and tidy, and her eyes and brows exuded charm.

Hoshino Utsunomiya stopped in his tracks, not trying to walk around her.

“I thought Léa would hate me,” he said.

Anyway, I was just planning to chat with someone for a while and talk to them a bit.

It doesn't matter if it's Rhea.

"How could that be?"

For a moment, Ryota Hasumi's expression didn't look quite natural.

“I did say I would protect everyone, everyone.” She spread her hands and pointed at Hoshino Utsunomiya: “Even you, Hoshino, are no exception.”

"So if you have any questions, please feel free to ask me for help."

Those are truly touching words.

In that case...

"That's perfect. Has Leia been to the warehouse behind the mansion?"

Hoshino Utsunomiya decides to find a laborer.

"Huh? The warehouse?" Hasumi Ryoya was taken aback. "I know there's a door that can't be opened at the back of the mansion... but is that the warehouse?"

The map in the Witch's Compendium doesn't specifically mark the name of the warehouse.

She thought it was some mysterious building that wasn't allowed to be opened.

It turned out to be a warehouse.

But how did he know that?

“Yes, it’s a warehouse, probably for storing supplies.” Hoshino Utsunomiya nodded. “The food in the cafeteria is a bit too wasteful of food. Let’s go find something suitable to replace it.”

"Will you come with me?"

He extended an invitation to his colleagues.

"..."

But Hasumi Ryoya hesitated instead.

Is this considered a... private meeting?

There's a premonition that someone will be invited to a dark, enclosed place and then murdered.

Yes, Hasumi Ryoa had no ambiguous thoughts whatsoever; rather than ambiguous thoughts, she felt a slight sense of crisis.

What if you were killed in a locked warehouse where no one knew about you...

Perhaps the corpse will decompose and no one will even notice.

"Just the two of us?" she couldn't help but ask.

Hoshino Utsunomiya glanced at her with some surprise.

Perhaps he was a little too caught up in love; the atmosphere of romance had been quite intense these past two days. When Hasumi Ryoua asked him that question, he felt that Hasumi Ryoua was being a little ambiguous.

Two people together, a space for solitude, an empty warehouse.

Does it have that classic sports warehouse storyline feel to it?

However, he's already trying to like three people.

Can Rhea become the fourth?

Hoshino Utsunomiya nodded: "Yes."

I don't know, but I'll try it first.

He only had this thought in mind, but for some reason, Hasumi Ryoya showed a somewhat troubled expression.

"...It's not really suitable for just the two of us," she said, looking quite troubled.

Utsunomiya Hoshino: "...?"

He seems to have misunderstood something.

So you didn't want to be with just the two of us.

"Well, I'm sorry, I'll go by myself."

But there's nothing to be ashamed of, embarrassed, or awkward about.

He was the one who misunderstood; it's just a matter of apologizing.

"No, no, no..." Hasumi Ryoya waved her hands repeatedly, "What I mean is..."

She paused for a long while, then said with some hesitation:

"No, um, will your... Meruru misunderstand?"

She hesitated for quite a while.

Hasumi Ryoya considered calling someone else to ensure her safety, sending a message to someone to reserve her itinerary, and even just rejecting him outright.

but......

He said he was going to the warehouse to find food.

Hasumi Ryoya thought about the warehouse, and then about yesterday's meals.

If someone could bring something different to others, even something as ordinary as rice or noodles, they would surely receive praise and compliments from everyone.

Hoshino Utsunomiya was already a very, very eye-catching person.

She was getting so much attention that she was almost at her breaking point.

If he were to do us a favor again...

That would be incredible!

Besides, he has no reason to kill me; at most, he would tie me up, lock me up, and abuse me.

If he really did commit violence, that would be good, because then she could tell everyone that he was such a wicked person.