The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

The simplest.

feel.

Spending time together, building rapport, casual conversation, and physical contact.

What increases is the level of goodwill; what becomes familiar is the girl's personality; what is built is acquaintance.

A good compatibility score can quickly fill the progress bar for this step.

For example, there's Hannah Tono.

Her speech makes people feel comfortable, and it feels natural to be around her, just like from the very beginning.

They are friends.

The only difference is time.

To say whether Utsunomiya Hoshino and Natsume Anan are compatible...

Actually, he thought it was pretty good.

Although he is a little mute, he is a cute little mute.

Communication through writing allows for a certain degree of discretion. The self-designation of "we" is clearly an imitation of famous writers, and a touch of whimsy can be felt in everyday writing, but this whimsy is kept within a cute range.

They fawned over her, tidied her hair, and praised her cuteness.

"Your hair is such a mess."

Her long, messy hair stood on end with a few spiky strands, and some of the thick strands that fell to her waist were tangled together.

Then hurry up and help us manage it.

The words, taken for granted, are spoken beneath the surface.

Then Hoshino Utsunomiya reached out his hand.

"it is good."

Perhaps it was because of their easygoing attitude, or perhaps because they had already touched her, they didn't care about being asked to do anything more.

From the first time she subconsciously tried to ask Utsunomiya Hoshino to do something, after a brief moment of tension and hesitation, she received his soft "okay" response and gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

Natsume Anan gradually and naturally began to boss Utsunomiya Hoshino around.

[You're awake, come help me wash my face]

[I don't want to move, quickly carry me to the library, I want to read today.]

[Come watch a movie with me, Milia's busy.]

[Quickly, let me sit down. I want to try a lap pillow.]

Didn't you see the message? Why? Didn't I call you? From now on, you need to be available whenever I call you.

One sentence after another, from the words in the sketchbook to the messages sent on the phone, Natsume Anan gradually began to get used to being ordered around.

Hoshino Utsunomiya's answer to every single question was the same.

"it is good."

Understanding composition.

She will get used to him, she will become dependent on him, and she will be surprised to find that she seems to have fallen for him.

As expected, there is still some anchoring effect.

Even if one wants to separate physical contact from psychological attraction, after developing such a special, even awkward, relationship, after being able to poke, touch, suck, and swallow.

The sense of distance vanished almost instantly.

Without the sense of distance, the relationship progresses much more rapidly.

This was something Natsume Anan suddenly realized only after she came to her senses.

But Hoshino Utsunomiya knew it from the very beginning.

From the moment the girl climbed onto the bed and stretched out that little hand.

That's how it will be.

But not enough.

There's just one last step before I like someone.

A landmark event makes you feel like you can touch the other person's chest, feel their heartbeat, or rather, it's the moment when you begin to adjust and intertwine.

In other words.

I feel that I can finally fully understand her steps.

That day will come.

Which day?

The girl gradually discovered that although she was allowed to play with him as she pleased, eat him however she wanted, and even touch his entire body at will, she was still able to do so.

But the day when it comes to doing that seemingly final step, there will never be one that allows it.

Are you really trying to like me?

You can't help but start to have such doubts.

Why do you think that way?

You never touch me, you've been touching Mag.

This is a fact that can be discovered with a little observation and careful reflection.

From the very first day he started eavesdropping, the most visually striking image was actually his hands.

The moment I grabbed it, the handprint I made, the feeling of holding it up.

Natsume Anan had been thinking about it all along.

She was simply dazzled for a moment and became somewhat engrossed; the novel experience and special feeling made her temporarily put it aside.

But she will still think about it.

I will think about it, I will care, and I will have doubts.

"Hmm..." Hoshino Utsunomiya pondered for a moment, "Shall I finish it for you now?"

Although I don't understand why Natsume Anan would care about this kind of question.

But none of that matters.

He will fulfill her request.

【don't want】

【no the same】

With a few swishes, Natsume Anan wrote in this way.

How can something obtained voluntarily be the same as something obtained by begging?

You just haven't tried to like me.

I'm going to hate you.

It's not out of fear of losing her current life; for Natsume Anan, her current life is very stable.

It's much safer than going outside.

Everyone plans to escape, but there is no real possibility of escaping.

Time may bring many changes, but in the end, everything will be reversed under the witch's great hand.

It's not that I'm afraid someone will take the person in front of me away.

Because he had said from the beginning that he wanted to like everyone, and because before he liked himself, he actually liked Baosheng Mag, because she was the one who presumptuously came later.

Then why would someone do something like this for no reason under these circumstances?

Well......

I guess I just wanted to do it casually.

That's just her being cute.

They deliberately seize on a certain point to find fault, pretending to care a lot, and find an excuse to throw a tantrum, rolling their bodies from side to side when they start to act strangely.

She hoped he would do everything in his power to earn her forgiveness.

I'll never eat your [thing] again.

Unless you fuck me right now

Having observed this day, Natsume Anan has made some discoveries.

Hoshino Utsunomiya's intimate contact with Mag Hosho may seem unrestrained and decadent, but in reality, it is quite proper.

Let alone physical contact, even the most casual touch that guys might talk about is just rubbing against each other, we've never done that.

Hoshino Utsunomiya would also reach out his hand and open his mouth, his knuckles moving from his middle finger to his index finger, finally stopping at just two fingers.

It could go up, it could go down, or it could go right.

Whether it's a kiss, a breast, or burying one's head in someone's.

Permutations and combinations.

She doesn't necessarily explore new things every time. Sometimes she looks back and after calming down, she feels like there's nothing new, but when she looks into it, she feels refreshed.

......cough.

In short, whatever the combination, whether it's new or not, can be set aside for now.

Importantly, after the initial period of intense fascination subsided, the state of obsession lessened... or perhaps even intensified, as the excessive desire to explore made the girl naturally notice this detail.

The two never had any direct physical contact.

I've never been inside.

She should have noticed it; she should have noticed it long ago.

You should know that even in the past, she was the girl who cared about this the most and thought about it the most. Even in erotic novels, she was the girl who most wanted to see the most direct descriptions.