The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

This will prompt her to speak again.

This feeling is truly intoxicating.

The hotter it is, the more you try to control it, and then the tingling sensation tugs at the strings in your mind.

She will regret it.

She will definitely regret it.

But things have progressed to this point, and she has already spoken up.

You don't get what you want.

She just won't stop.

The things you did wrong, the words of apology, and feelings of remorse.

We'll deal with that later.

Now, take it off yourself!

Utsunomiya Hoshino: "..."

The voice is magical and seems to control other people's bodies.

But it also felt a little familiar.

There are some impressions that haven't been completely erased that want to come back.

But as expected, it's still different.

Natsume Anan is Natsume Anan.

A lazy, gloomy, lecherous brat who wants everything and wants to do everything.

It seemed there would have been a label of "little mute" stuck on his head.

But now, that label has been torn off too.

Natsume Anan is not mute; she can speak.

This unexpected turn of events didn't surprise Hoshino Utsunomiya too much.

There was a feeling that he should have known all along.

Why would someone who is not mute remain silent and always writes with pen and paper?

It can't be because they think it's cool, right?

The reasons that naturally come to mind.

That's 'the power of words'.

He had misunderstood someone once, but this time it was clearly not a misunderstanding.

Even if Natsume Anan's magic isn't word magic, it's something similar.

His words possessed a magical, manipulative power.

But it doesn't make itself lose its personal will; it just seems to want to control its own body.

It is possible to resist this magic.

You can also succumb to this magic.

What else can be done is...

"【hurry up】!"

Hoshino Utsunomiya's large hand finally moved in response to Natsume An'an's words.

The girl thought things were going in the direction she wanted.

Those hindrances will finally be removed; he will obediently tear them off.

Unexpectedly, Hoshino Utsunomiya's hand did not move in the direction she expected, but instead reached out towards her and grabbed the corner.

Pull it upwards.

"—Hmm?!"

The sound was muffled by the skirt, which was pulled up completely, and the small hand was also pulled upwards by the large hand under the skirt, before being casually tossed aside.

ha? !

Although the close-fitting cloth clothes were still there, the cool air swirled around, suddenly cooling down the sweat that would have been on the girl's body.

"Ha!" The moment her dress was thrown down, Natsume An'an, who had finally seen the light of day again, couldn't help but exhale a breath of air: "I told you to take it off yourself, not to take off my clothes!"

Don't misunderstand what we mean!

Yes, words do have the power to manipulate others.

However, language is a form of communication that can be understood differently by different people in different situations.

What else can Hoshino Utsunomiya do?

It's about misinterpreting a young girl's words.

"Isn't that so?"

"no!"

Despite shouting loudly, Natsume An'an started panting again.

I don't have enough strength.

Given her already frail health, the fact that she has managed to do this much is quite remarkable.

Logically speaking, she should rest for a while.

Taking a break does help her recover, but the dissatisfaction and lack of fulfillment still urge her to do more.

More importantly, if we rest any longer, the magic's temporary effects will fade.

Use only once.

Just this once.

Deep down, I know this is wrong, but I just want Natsume An'an, and I try to convince myself of it.

Add some restrictions and more conditions.

Therefore, she did not rest.

But asking her to do anything more would be too much to ask.

What should I do?

As she was thinking this, the man in front of her asked her another question.

"Then what do you want?"

what do you want?

It's very simple.

Remove that obstacle, take off what's in the way.

Then, she can be happy and proactive.

Sit down.

How can anyone sit still if there are things on the chair?

Natsume An'an, who subconsciously wanted to answer, shifted her hips slightly and rubbed them together gently.

The feeling of being high is coming back.

Oh, right.

Something that suddenly came to mind, a thought that suddenly became clear.

Who said you have to come by yourself?

Why do I insist on doing it myself?

The reason I got angry was because he didn't touch me at all.

Although she didn't actually care about it at all, she was just using it as an excuse.

But isn't this perfect now?

"I want you to take the initiative more."

Without hesitation, the girl said this.

"it is good."

As soon as he finished speaking, his large hand pushed her up, and the girl fell to the ground. Utsunomiya Hoshino switched from defense to offense and grabbed her upper body.

It's a bit like the action you would do when lifting someone up. You grab your waist with both hands and lift them up, but if you only grab the waist, you won't be able to hold on steady. So, as a second-best option, you put your hands up and under your armpits, so that they land perfectly on both sides of your waist.

But unlike before, Natsume Anan lay down.

The direction of the sensation shifted, and a warm, large hand descended.

Then, the girl felt a pang of insecurity and inferiority.

My heart was pounding.

wrong.

No, no, no.

Feeling, feeling, feeling, and this feeling of lying in bed, looking up at his face, feeling the shadow cast by his body.

good......

special.

This is somewhat mind-blowing.

Natsume Anan always felt that foreplay was unimportant.

All that whispering and cuddling, all that sweet talk, all that dancing and gesturing.

It's all just wasted time deliberately added to prolong the time and make it drag on.