The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

With deep breaths and gathering momentum, she danced with fluttering sleeves and a flowing robe.

...That might be a bit of an exaggeration.

But the general first impression was clearly left by that time.

Hasumi Ryoua: "......"

Backtracking.

What he knew about his memories of himself.

What she did that she was unaware of.

Actually, I quite dislike this feeling, this feeling of being understood unilaterally, even though there should be memories, but only he remembers.

“...But I don’t remember any of that at all.” So she muttered and turned her head away.

The little hands gripped slightly.

Sensing the girl's little temper, Hoshino Utsunomiya took her hand and smiled.

“I’ll remember,” he said.

After all, it wasn't a very happy memory.

If Rhea still remembers, she'll probably see the witch strangling herself.

That's not a good memory.

"Actually, there's nothing special about it." But after thinking about it, Hoshino Utsunomiya decided to try to reassure Ryoa Hasumi a little:

"Just like last time, Rhea simply stepped forward as always, took the lead, and then gradually, gradually, she started to have opinions about me."

"Why is Hoshino Utsunomiya such a mean person? Why does he always get in my way?"

He shrugged.

"I would never think that way."

Ryota Hasumi didn't want to admit it.

“Yes, Rhea will probably think I’m such an annoying person.” He paused slightly, and before Rhea could turn around to refute him, Hoshino Utsunomiya leaned closer as if he had anticipated it, pressing his forehead against hers.

Their eyes met, and he said:

"You start to hate something, and then you start to like it."

"Is it right?"

he asks.

Those eyes were so close, and that breath felt on her face. Ryota Hasumi was startled, and her heart skipped a beat.

It's true, it's true, it's true.

I can't beat him at all!

If you ask her that, wouldn't she have no choice but to admit it?

"Mmm," Hasumi Ryoya responded softly, "I like Hoshino, I like you."

In the end, it seems that the most simple and sincere confession should still be spoken.

It turns out that confessing your feelings should always start with "I like you".

It just seemed a little reserved, a little timid, as if it lacked the dignified and open confidence that should have been present when confessing one's feelings.

Because it's too close!

The whooshing, whooshing feeling.

With a confused look in her eyes, still feeling something was off after the confession, Hasumi Ryoya suddenly raised her left hand and pushed Utsunomiya Hoshino's face away, while her right wrist brushed past her lips to cover her pretty face.

After a moment, she adjusted her breathing and took a deep breath.

I said, I like you!

The sound, like a shout, echoed in the empty courtroom.

I'll talk, I'll talk, I'll talk.

I like you, I like you, I like you.

The girl shouted out her confession and longed for a response.

She saw it.

A smile appeared on Hoshino Utsunomiya's face, and he nodded gently.

"Ok, I know."

He looked happy, yet also calm.

Hasumi Ryoa was somewhat dissatisfied.

I've already confessed my feelings like this, what do you know?

"And what about you!" she asked, her eyes wide.

Hoshino Utsunomiya's smile remained unchanged.

I like you too.

First, he responded, then, becoming slightly more serious, he began:

"Hasumi Ryoua, I like you."

In a more formal confession, you should include the name.

"—" Hasumi Ryoya felt as if she had been pierced through.

Confessing is great, I should confess! I want to keep hearing him confess, I want him to keep watching me confess.

The feeling of being watched, the feeling of being recognized, the feeling of being liked.

All of these are truly, truly, truly lovable.

only......

Soon, Ryota Hasumi realized, or rather, understood something.

She didn't call out her name!

Hoshino confessed his feelings by calling her name, but she didn't!

She needs to make up for it.

So what came out of his mouth was yet another confession.

"Hoshino Utsunomiya! I love you!"

Name first, then words.

"I like you."

"I like you!"

"I like you!"

A resounding, continuous, and emphasized confession came out of the girl's mouth, word by word.

Using her last breath to confess, Hasumi Ryota gasped for air as she looked up at Utsunomiya Hoshino with a defiant gaze.

The girl seemed to be saying, "Look, look, I like you so much, shouldn't you do something in return?"

What does it mean?

Well......

Of course it is...

Kiss me!

Before we confessed our feelings to each other, I told you I wanted to kiss you, and you told me that too quickly.

Even though not a single day has passed, I want to tell you, things are not going well!

You can bend down and kiss me now!

"Well, I know."

Contrary to the girl's wishes, Hoshino Utsunomiya completely failed to understand her implied meaning and did not grasp her thoughts at all.

He was just saying the same old things.

"Then why haven't you kissed me yet—"

Unable to contain her resentment any longer, Hasumi Ryoua, who rarely displays such girlish arrogance, was about to speak.

He could say no more.

“They kissed now,” he said.

Hasumi Ryoya's eyes widened. In the moment she came back to her senses, it was as if time had vanished, and all she could hear was his admission.

Eh eh eh eh......

What happened? What just happened? Did he kiss me? Why am I unconscious? Where are my memories? Who stole my feelings? Who erased my memories?

I request to start over!

Unwilling to admit defeat, defiant, and even more proactive, the girl took a step forward.

Now, she is conscious.

My memory is clear.

......

The remade desserts have cooled down.

The sweet-to-bitter snacks were distributed to everyone during dinner, and Hoshino was also given some.

However, the regular desserts I was thinking of making separately remained hidden in the cupboard, and I never had the chance to take them out.

Leaning against the door of the courtroom, Nanoka Kurobe wondered if she was still too cowardly.

The real reason I didn't dare to approach him wasn't guilt, nor was it the fear that if he fell in love with me, I would be kicked out by the witch and unable to help my sister.