The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

"I remember when I was little... oh, when I was little, huff... a very gentle witch, huff, let me lie on her lap, no, you can't pull me up... the witch would whisper in my ear, huff, huff... storybooks... such memories..."

A very memorable memory.

Memories worth cherishing belong to the Great Witch's gentle nature.

...Although it seems to have been somewhat tainted by the physical sensations of answering the question now.

But it was just a deep impression in a different sense.

In short.

Hoshino Utsunomiya seems to have a higher level of affection for Meluru Ice.

This makes you fall in love with Meruru much faster than touching any other place.

You can only see it by opening that heavy nun's habit, and you can only find it by reaching inside and feeling around.

This is unimaginable.

It's hard to hold with just one hand.

Difficult to grasp.

Push upwards from the bottom, gather around the edge, gently rub with your thumb, and if you really can't resist, put your thumb and forefinger together and carefully pull it up.

This is a one-time event.

I resisted the urge to bury my head in it again.

They took action again.

Ever since we crossed that half-line yesterday, the way to end the touching is no longer Meruru on Ice saying she can't take it anymore.

Instead, Meruru on the ice started to grab his hand and place it where it should be.

As a very moist jellyfish, she must be at the same time and place every day.

Open the sluice gate to release some water.

Lower the moisture content.

Finally, slightly softening her posture, she asked the question she was curious about.

same question.

"Does Hoshino have any particularly memorable memories?"

...That's too many.

The memories of dying twice are unforgettable, as are the moments when Emma and Heero touched my heart, and the hysterical declaration uttered by the witch when she disguised herself as Heero is even more memorable.

Of course, Noah's confession was also quite memorable.

Oh right, there's another memory he should have vividly remembered: the image of someone hanging in front of him.

Because there are too many memories, it's not easy to pick them out and talk about them all at once.

Fortunately, he doesn't need to give an answer today.

......

Touch Meruru more if you don't want to, watch Coco's live stream more if you don't want to, chat with Hannah when you get back to the cell, touch Noah's head when you go to the art studio, rub Noah's back before going to bed at night, and chat with Hannah about random things.

It seems that time can be turned over quickly, allowing one to pass through days that feel like a lifetime ago.

Because of the change of dormitory rooms, Hoshino Utsunomiya is able to chat with Hannah three times a day, unless he feels particularly sleepy and needs a nap.

Aside from the first day when they had a rather subtle conversation about why they liked Meruru, the other conversations were mostly about normal, casual everyday things.

He would say something, and she would respond with an "uh-huh".

Occasionally, he would raise some questions, and occasionally, he would casually express his complaints.

Why must such beautiful clothes be thrown away and burned every day?

Although I can finally stop eating that awful, sticky stuff and have canned food as a substitute, eating too much canned food still makes me crave strong flavors and I want to eat normal meals...

Why can Meruru live such a comfortable life every day?

Coco herself doesn't get tired of her low-content live streams.

They said it, they listened to it, they complained about it.

Until one day...

"...Did I not talk to Hoshino about myself?"

Tono Hannah suddenly asked this question.

Yes, these past few days, what were supposed to be casual chats at night were mostly just Utsunomiya Hoshino talking, with her listening with only a slight response, as if she were being taken care of, listening to him tell a story, and being coaxed to sleep by him.

Is this hardly a back-and-forth conversation?

Is this what roommates are like? Is this what friends are like? Liking someone...

Is that so?

I'm sorry, Hannah Tono has never had the experience of falling in love with anyone before, and this feeling is a first for her.

She wasn't sure if she had confused something with something else, but she really wanted to reciprocate his feelings.

...even if he's a womanizer who seems like anyone could fall in love with him.

Therefore, one-sided chatting is not acceptable.

As she got to know him better.

She would gradually feel a desire to let him understand her thoughts.

Actually, this is something that should be done on the very first day of becoming friends.

The reason I've dragged this out until now is, as expected, because of my low self-esteem.

Listening to him explain why he fell in love with Meruru, listening to his praise of Meruru's virtues.

I can't help but compare myself to them.

Meluru on Ice is so gentle, while Hannah Tono is so awkward.

Meru on Ice has an extremely lewd body, while Hannah Tono has an extremely barren body.

Hoshino Utsunomiya has already fallen for Meruru, and she is also trying to fall for Hannah.

Perhaps it's due to low self-esteem.

Because they had nothing.

The only thing that makes people want to show off, the only thing that makes them feel proud of being different, is special magic.

In comparison, it pales in comparison.

A buoyancy of a few centimeters seems impressive and remarkable without comparison; that feeling of being suspended in mid-air is what truly astonishes people.

But compared to a quick and effective cure that relieves pain...

Even compared to Hoshino Utsunomiya's simple act of standing there, tiptoeing, reaching out, and slightly jumping...

She struggled to float up to the number plate that she could only reach by falling, while he could easily reach out and take it.

The ability to float is really useless...

No matter how hard I practice, I can't make any progress. Even if I try my best to float, I can't actually take off.

It's better to have no ability than nothing.

"I live in a large mansion, with a warm fire burning in the fireplace, and wrapped in thick blankets."

"My family surrounds me, and I live happily together."

“I have many servants. I can be helped up as long as I reach out my hand, and my wishes can be fulfilled as long as I call out. I am very rich. I am a young lady.”

"Sooner or later my family will find out I'm missing and rescue me from this place."

"—If I really were a young lady."

In the pitch-black room, Tono Hannah got up, sat on the edge of the bed, leaned against the wall, hugged her legs, and whispered.

"I really want to be a rich girl like Desuwa."

"A real young lady would be very elegant, proud, and confident."

It seems like it's been several days since I last used Desuwa's verbal tic.

Perhaps it's because she realized that even if she changed her verbal tic, she still couldn't truly be a young lady, or perhaps it's because she discovered that the essence of a young lady isn't proven by such a verbal tic.

Or perhaps, it's simply because she's in front of him.

...I'm getting a little tired of pretending.

After listening to him say so much, it's time for me to say something too.

He should have realized it a long time ago.

Just to protect her own feelings, she kindly didn't bring up the matter.

He is very kind.

I've heard, I've heard, but it's just hearsay.

What Noah Kinosaki was struggling with, what Noah Kinosaki cared about, what had troubled Noah Kinosaki for many years.

After confiding in someone, I found solace and understanding.

Who told you that?

It wasn't something I heard myself.

I didn't see them kissing.

There will be no sense of immorality.

I don't enjoy hearing him say that he likes other people.

Hannah Tono simply felt that she could speak now.

Silent footsteps, gradually climbing off the bed, the blankets being pulled back, and the body lying down.

initiative.