The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

There was a hint of dismissal in his words.

"See you later," Hoshino Utsunomiya said to the others.

The words "short farewell" sounded like something out of a cheesy, suggestive tone, as if he was about to be completely taken advantage of by that woman.

Even though he hasn't been in a relationship with any of them yet, he still gets this feeling in a subtle way.

The girls lowered their heads, then raised them again.

"..."

"Ah ha ha......"

"Go, go, let's go..."

"Bye-Bye......"

After exchanging glances for a while, the girls, whose emotions had changed again, tugged at each other's sleeves and left the reception room with hesitant steps.

Ryota Hasumi, who wanted to take the initiative to lead everyone but was held back by the warehouse, tried again to muster her courage and decided to face her own shadow.

Natsume Anan's steps were very slow, vaguely revealing a desire to follow her to the prison to eavesdrop.

Saeki Miria and Shito Arisa were in turmoil.

Tachibana Sherry didn't understand.

Amidst the complicated emotions of everyone, only Hoshino Utsunomiya and Maga Hosho remained in the reception room.

"Kiss me first, then we'll talk about the rest."

Seeing that Hoshino Utsunomiya seemed to want to say something, the girl simply said this.

Chapter 178 Good Boy!

He did not return to his cell.

It's not that I'm worried someone might sneak back and rummage through the bars to look, nor am I concerned that the poor soundproofing in the cell might disturb others.

That's just a statement.

The bed is too worn out.

It doesn't feel as good as the big white bed in the medical room.

Tatami mats, white sheets.

The door cannot be locked from the inside.

In this mansion, except for the prison cell door which locks automatically when the electronic door is locked, all other rooms cannot be locked.

Perhaps we should put up a "Do Not Disturb" sign at the door.

"Margot, I love you."

The words that couldn't help but be spoken were contrasted with actions that began to become more restrained.

What does Baosheng Mag want to do?

Her thoughts were too direct and undisguised.

Those words weren't meant to taunt anyone.

However, Hoshino Utsunomiya's desire was not actually strong enough.

There's no urge to abandon everything and focus solely on creating more things right now, in this place.

If you ask me whether I want Baosheng Mag, the answer is definitely yes.

How can you like something if you don't want to?

But that's all...

I just went back in time; I just died once.

The lingering feeling on my body hadn't been completely washed away yet.

It hasn't fully returned to normal yet.

“Don’t repeat yourself, just reach out, okay?” Baosheng Mag looked at him pleadingly. “Reach out, actively, aggressively, greedily toward me.”

"I want to feel possessiveness from your hands; I want to experience that feeling of being desired."

First, reach out your hand.

She pleaded so earnestly.

"Okay." He reached for his waist, instinctively touching the spot he habitually used when touching Meruru.

Hoshino Utsunomiya gently twirled his hands, his fingertips tracing patterns on his skin. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "But Mag, I must say that I cannot, and have no way of, going all the way."

"why?"

Baosheng Mag must have some questions and want to ask for an answer.

He will definitely say it.

"Because it will backtrack," he said.

“If I go back in time, this experience will be erased. Your first time will be mine alone. You will forget this memory, and then I will take it from you again with ease.”

The same thing that troubled him last time remains unchanged this time.

"This is not fair."

Even in this twisted romantic relationship, Hoshino Utsunomiya still hopes for equality.

At the very least, he needs to show that he will reciprocate.

"But didn't Nanoha Kaori and Rhea retain their memories?" Hosho Mag couldn't help but bring up these two unrelated individuals who had retained their memories.

"That was the witch's doing. Would a witch really preserve this memory for you?"

He didn't think the witch would be so kind.

Baosheng Mag: "..."

Who knows?

Marge didn't say those words aloud.

She was actually just saying it casually, since witches are already this stupid, it's not impossible for them to be even stupider.

She wanted to say again, maybe it's because the two of them killed Hoshino, if I also—

There's no need to think about things you can't do.

Despite abandoning his most erroneous idea, Baosheng Mag did not give up on what he could gain.

"I don't care," she wanted to say.

“I care,” he would say.

"Anyway, I'll forget about it."

"It's because you'll forget."

Even though I've decided to cut ties with my past self, I'm still being held back by my past self.

Baosheng Mag gritted his teeth and couldn't help but think for a moment.

Then, she came up with a brilliant idea.

"Behind," she said.

Hoshino Utsunomiya didn't understand: "What?"

"Only in this flashback, only in this memory that is destined to be erased." Hosho Mag looked directly into Utsunomiya Hoshino's eyes and demanded, "We'll only use the back."

"I will never use it again, and I will never touch it again after the rollback."

"Is everything alright now?"

This idea just popped into my head.

An idea popped into my head in a flash.

It's still the same theory of separating oneself from the past self: the self before the regression, with memories, enjoys everything, while the self after the regression will no longer touch any of it.

Baosheng Mag was well aware that without his memories, he would never easily accept dual channels.

But she can now.

If you haven't tried it before, you'll hesitate and wonder if it will hurt or tear.

But it's okay to give it a try!

Anyway, it will eventually be traced back.

The word 'retrospection' became Baosheng Mag's greatest asset.

She would want to play a lot of games that are normally impossible to play.

Anyway, it can be traced back.

Isn't this how backtracking should be used?

“…I’m sorry.” Hoshino Utsunomiya apologized again.

Are we going to skip directly to this?

He didn't accept it so quickly.

His level of perversion is actually very shallow. Apart from the most normal ways of playing and sufficiently clean organs, he will feel resistance to anything else.

The instinctive apology only angered Baosheng Mag.

"Don't apologize to me! You should tell me, 'Okay!'" Hosho Mag reached out and grabbed Utsunomiya Hoshino's hand. "Isn't it already like this? We could have just done it directly!"

It was scalding hot, unique, and a sensation I had never imagined came from my hands.

Oh, it's just my skin burning. It doesn't mean anything special; it's just that my skin is getting hot.

That's why it feels strange to touch.

"Does that mean Hoshino doesn't actually love me?" The renewed questioning made Hosho Mag's mood somber. "Clearly, Hoshino has done all sorts of things with other women, but when it comes to me, he doesn't even want to go after me..."

With a low voice and an expression that seemed about to cry, Baosheng Mag exuded an aura of grievance.