The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

As I turned to sleep, I felt that when I woke up, it would be the end of the dream. Even if what I was seeing was reality, at least the faces of the people around me would be much clearer.

But the reality is that even after entering school, the problem of face blindness remains unchanged.

But only for that one moment.

The moment I walked into the classroom and looked up at the back row, the moment the silver-haired witch's figure came into view.

The witch paints the world with color.

She is so beautiful.

If only she weren't a witch.

If only she hadn't had that metal bucket hanging on her head in the first place.

I wish she would just kill me properly.

【Host?Host? 】

All I could hear was the system's cautious voice calling out.

The horse I was sitting on was a rocking horse in the small park next to the school.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak."

The rusting sounds were noisy. Hoshino Utsunomiya, who habitually left early after failing to bully Yuki Tsukishiro, pressed his hands on the wooden horse's head, turning and shaking it.

[Should we...still bully them?]

The system probably figured something out.

But it doesn't matter.

“I’m not playing anymore.” Hoshino Utsunomiya shook his head: “Bullying is too childish. It’s restrictive and hinders my ability to perform at my best.”

The reason for his persistence in bullying was that first meeting, and the iron bucket hanging on her head.

That's why Hoshino Utsunomiya kept watering her.

And they persisted in bullying.

But that's useless; it's not something a witch would even care about.

Bullying that lowers her favorability and makes her want to kill you.

I do not need.

No longer confined to bullying, Hoshino Utsunomiya suddenly felt that the world had broadened considerably.

Methods to incite murderous intent and ways to reduce favorability.

The most reliable and effective approach.

At this moment, only one thought could come to mind.

'betray'

It's not about quickly conquering the witch and then immediately turning around and stepping on two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, or thirteen boats, exposing yourself to the witch at lightning speed, and then being hacked to death on the spot by the witch with a wood-chopping knife.

Instead, he steadily builds a relationship and deepens trust until she truly considers him her friend, then betrays her and tells her it was all a lie.

A fake relationship, fake tenderness, fake feelings.

Actually, I've never liked you from beginning to end.

He then received the fatal stab to the abdomen and died on the spot.

Chapter 32 Why does what you're saying sound so familiar?

As for why it's not a quick romance followed by cheating.

Forehead......

That's called cheating.

Adjectives and such are not important; the main thing is that this thing needs to be able to be conquered quickly, right?

Simply forming a casual relationship isn't enough. After all, it's not uncommon to see ordinary couples where the man is killed by the woman after cheating. The relationship must be elevated and solidified to a certain level before the affair is exposed at its sweetest and most genuine moment, creating a shocking scene to provoke the other person's emotions.

Only then could he possibly be killed by a knife.

Difficulty is secondary.

The most important reason is...

I do not know.

Hoshino Utsunomiya has no dating experience, nor is he some kind of clueless expert. If he were to actually play a dating guide, would he even have the chance to commit suicide?

It would be better to stick to the friendship game; at least he has some experience in that.

Despite his appearance, he does have a few friends!

...But how did I get to know them in the first place?

Suddenly, Hoshino Utsunomiya thought of this question.

He started counting on his fingers, trying to recall when he first met his friend, the moment they became acquainted, and the process of becoming friends.

Then, Hoshino Utsunomiya discovered a startling fact.

Holy crap, how did I become friends with them just because we sat together in class?

—Hoshino Utsunomiya has no experience in proactively socializing.

How do normal people even make friends?

Call out the other person's name and ask, "Can we be friends?" Then extend your hand. If the other person shakes your hand, are you friends?

Should, perhaps, probably...

Is that how it is?

......

Rooftop.

A gentle breeze rustled the girl's skirt as Tsukishiro Yuki sat on the rooftop terrace.

Actually, this should have been the time for Hoshino Utsunomiya to water her plants; she shouldn't have been here.

But as soon as she stepped into the classroom, she saw Emma surveying the class like a lion.

With a silent sigh, she decisively turned back and went to the rooftop.

Anyway, she has never really paid attention in class, nor does she really need to attend classes like a normal student.

"..."

The rooftop terrace was where she, Emma, ​​and Heero often gathered to play.

The three of them always gather here.

I climbed over the barbed wire fence, went around to the outside of the fence, sat on the edge of the rooftop, and gently took off my black leather shoes and white stockings.

I sat barefoot on the side, swinging my legs, enjoying the breeze, and watching the sunset.

As far as I can remember, the rooftop was originally Emma's private property.

She always comes here when she's alone.

Sitting alone, eating alone, all by myself.

However, ever since she became friends with him and reached out her hand to Hero.

There are three people here now.

Unfortunately, Hero went to study abroad.

The three people became two.

Unfortunately, I've been a little colder to Emma lately.

The two people became one.

And now.

"Click..."

A faint noise came from the door on the rooftop.

Could it be Emma? It can only be Emma, ​​right?

When they realize they're not in class, they'll come here to find out they're here.

That leaves Emma.

Why don't we go back to playing with Emma? Even though Heero is gone, we were originally just playing together.

To be honest, I've been too cold to Emma lately, and I need to make it up to her a little. I need to spend more time with Emma.

He was tired of playing bullying games, and in the end, he still didn't resort to violence against himself.

She never dragged me to take a shower again.

Ruffled hair, fluffy foam, a toothbrush poking into the mouth.

All of these are gone.

So I'd better go back and play with Emma.

He continued to let those guys bully him, continued to play around with Emma, ​​and continued to find ways to make Emma stand by and do nothing.

In the very end, let's say, 'It's really shameless of them to have come this far.'

He was hanged on the spot.

Huhuhu......

Yukishiro couldn't help but shake her legs.

But... speaking of which, why didn't Emma say anything?

Normally, the moment you open the door and see your own back, that's when you'll realize it.

Emma should be shouting her name at the top of her lungs, raising her hand happily.

"Xiaoxue, I'm here!"