The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

There's no way to compare.

Irregular schedules, staying at home, and poor nutrition.

The only advantage it has is its petite size, which it excels at.

If you pinch her little bottom, you can easily feel that there's not much flesh on it.

It won't make a loud noise when it hits.

I rubbed my tummy; it's soft and squishy, ​​but it's definitely too small.

The frame is also quite slender; looking up and out, when you touch the upper arm and forearm, there is a delicate, water-like beauty.

I want to pinch your cheeks.

The feeling of seeing that usually slightly gloomy face smiling in my arms.

I will like it.

Hoshino Utsunomiya was not lying.

He was already trying hard to fall in love with Natsume Anan.

Natsume Anan is the kind of girl that people would like.

Isn't it cute?

Holding her in my arms, she acts coquettishly, a little willful.

They're all adorable.

If you were to gently touch her collarbone and neck, and lightly brush her long hair aside...

I'd find her even cuter.

He heard her voice, which was rare for her, and saw how she wanted to be willful but eventually became obedient and docile, hugging him.

You can't help but like it.

What you like, what you're curious about, what you care about.

"An'an's magic is—"

"—'Mild brainwashing'."

As if anticipating his question, Natsume Anan gave her answer.

Those who approve of us will temporarily obey us.

"So," Natsume Anan said, raising her snow-white neck as she reached down and grasped him again, "why wasn't Hoshino under my control?"

The girl asked this question.

Is it because they don't approve of us?

Or is it because...?

You don't like us?

Want to guess?

Feeling the silky, sticky texture, Hoshino Utsunomiya lifted Natsume Anan up, raised her slightly, and then put her down again.

Natsume Anan stretched out her arm, then bent it again, but didn't let go as she gripped it, her thumb lightly touching it for a moment.

Wipe Utsunomiya Hoshino's clothes again.

I haven't tried it, but it's not like I've never tried it before.

They didn't let anyone smell it themselves. It was fine for her to taste it, but it felt a bit strange to let him taste it himself.

I might as well just wipe it off.

"No." Natsume Anan snorted softly.

She doesn't guess.

“Because it seems like I can be disobedient.” Hoshino Utsunomiya couldn’t help but reach out and touch Natsume An’an’s little face again, and casually replied, “You can feel the power of magic, there’s a kind of magic that seems to want people to obey.”

"But it's not that you can't resist, the force of coercion doesn't seem that strong."

"Shall we try again?"

he asks.

"...Is that alright?" Natsume Anan was taken aback.

Actually, she thought she would be scolded.

Yes, at the very least, it was a reprimand.

Using magic to try to control other people's will, or to make them obey one's orders.

Even if it fails, it's still quite excessive.

This went beyond the bounds of capriciousness.

Even if you don't get disliked, you should at least be reprimanded for doing that.

Instead of being scolded, they were asked if they wanted to give it a try.

“Sure,” he said.

“…” Biting her lip, Natsume Anan looked up at his face, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke softly:

"[Bowing down, we acknowledge our own generation]".

She made that request.

kiss.

The only thing I've never done before, besides actual combat, is kissing.

Kiss, kiss, taste the lower lip.

I never thought about doing it, and I never found the opportunity to do it.

After all, touching a body is out of curiosity, but if you take the initiative to ask someone to kiss you...

It's like a confession.

It's like saying to him, "I like you."

The girl was still a little shy.

Her original plan was to hug his neck, whisper in his ear, and say, "I love you," the moment she went inside.

Engraved the words you like in his heart.

But there's no opportunity now, and he's playing very defensively.

No matter what you do, just don't let people go all the way to the final step.

To be honest, Natsume Anan does have a bit of a temper.

We have given you these orders, yet you still refuse to give them to us.

I'm getting angry, come and comfort me!

But after taking a short nap, she seemed less bothered by it when she woke up.

There will be an opportunity.

Humph.

She simply didn't believe he could defend himself that effectively.

I'll climb into bed while he's asleep, whisper hypnotic words in his ear, and then...

The jumbled thoughts and ideas were silenced by the lips that pressed against his lowered head.

Kisses, kisses, kisses.

It's a unique and wonderful feeling that I've always looked forward to and tried to imagine.

Natsume Anan has seen descriptions of kissing in many books.

The descriptions vary.

But there is one thing they agree on.

It's just soft.

A feeling of floating.

Many people describe it as having a sweet taste.

It seems she experienced it too.

You'll be mesmerized, you'll want to try interacting with it, you'll, you'll forget to breathe.

correct.

Breathe.

He didn't try to steal her saliva, nor did he use his skillful techniques to make Natsume An'an dizzy from kissing him.

It's just that you should put it down at the right time, give her some time to feel it, and then look up.

"[One more time]."

When I came to my senses, those were the words that came out of my mouth without thinking.

"【Again】."

"【Come】."

"Not enough."

Gradually, it seems, I've forgotten how to use magic again.

Is it because of magic?

He will kiss me.

They would do this even without magic.

...It seems pointless to try using magic now.