The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

It's simply because she's timid.

She was afraid of any emotional contact and dreaded interacting with others.

...She should have been a more cheerful person before.

Sister, can you tell me what to do in this situation?

Nanoka Kurobe looked up at the ceiling of the corridor, her gaze unfocused.

The confessions behind the door continued to echo, one after another.

very nice.

But it's time for her to leave.

It was wrong of them to interrupt Leia at the door; they should have known each other by now.

We shouldn't stop them, nor should we interfere arbitrarily; there should be some tacit understanding between us.

Leia had already informed her in advance.

...But she still opened the door.

But not this time.

Let's leave the door closed for now; it's time for her to leave.

It's now Ryota Hasumi's turn.

It's not hers.

.......

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Chapter 193 So what if it's my turn!

When does Kurobe Nanoha's turn begin?

Well......

just now.

Yes, right now.

Although the guards and warden were gone, for some reason the prison was still operating normally.

Such as electricity, water supply, and even periodically self-starting incinerators.

Needless to say, hot water is only available at night.

Of course, there were also the cell doors that were locked at set times each day during curfew hours.

It seems the rules still apply here, but even if they are broken, no one will take them to the punishment room.

Therefore, it was Tachibana Sherry who took the initiative to remove the door lock.

Although you don't necessarily have to wander around at night, you still have to remove the door locks.

Everyone has been asking Sherry for help to unlock the locks, and even Kurobe Nanoha can use a gun to pick them.

Everyone has their own ingenious lock-picking tools.

Nanoka Kurobe had no intention of lying in wait in the shower room.

She went straight to jail.

Someone's room, a room with many smells, a room mixed with the scents of different girls.

She was the first one to come in.

She didn't hide; she just sat on his bed, not pulling up the blankets or pillows to bury her head and take deep breaths, but simply staring at the cell's only entrance and exit.

then.

With a muffled hum and an indifferent expression, Baosheng Mag stepped through the doorway.

His steps faltered slightly, his body stiffened.

His gaze was fixed on Kurobe Nanoha, who was sitting silently on the bed, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"Hum~"

She didn't say anything, not even a greeting, but she didn't leave on her own initiative either.

Instead, she sat on the bed with a smile, maintaining a certain distance.

Her legs were crossed and raised, the hem of her kimono cascading down, obscuring the point where her white-stockinged, fleshy legs met.

Blind spots.

Nanoha Kurobe glanced at her, and seeing that she didn't speak, she shut her mouth as well.

In the quiet atmosphere, there was only the girl's soft breathing and the slight rustling of her clothes as she moved slightly.

But soon, the girl's head peeked out from the doorway.

Natsume Anan makes her first appearance.

The first person she caught sight of was Baosheng Mag, and looking at her mature figure, the girl couldn't help but bite her sleeve.

Ha! They're evil fat aliens!

They're all the same age, so why does she look so superficial?

Hmph, he must have eaten too much. He'll get fat sooner or later!

Next, you will see Kurobe Nanoha.

"...?"

Who was it again?

Oh, Naoka.

The one with the gun.

I almost forgot about him for a moment because he's usually so elusive.

However, what she meant here was...

Eh...

again.

Humph.

The girl harbored considerable selfishness and possessiveness.

She was the clingy type by nature, and if she hadn't known clearly that she was the one who came later, she wouldn't have let go of his hand so readily.

Although she didn't actually loosen her grip much.

However, he gave way a little to Milia.

Well...

After all, she is Miria.

Yes, it's Milia.

As for Shirley Tachibana...

That woman's fists were too hard; I couldn't beat her.

There's a sense of desolation, like you've had your man forcibly taken away?

He slumped to the ground, watching them kiss and stuff with sorrow...

Forget it, stop fantasizing!

Natsume Anan's eyes flickered repeatedly, but she neither spoke nor picked up her sketchbook to write. Instead, she tiptoed closer and hesitated for a moment in what seemed to be the only space left at the head of the bed.

Well......

Actually, if we squeeze in, this row should be able to seat four people.

But that would make it feel like she'd be squeezing in with other people, which she didn't like.

Although there are just enough empty seats for three people now.

After thinking it over, Natsume Anan kicked off his shoes, climbed into the bed, hid behind the two girls, grabbed the sheet that smelled of him, wrapped it around himself, and leaned against the wall.

Actually, she didn't intend to do anything special.

After all, we've tried everything we could, so we're not tired of it.

But at night, all she wanted to do was hold him while she slept.

Even though there seem to be other people waiting here, not knowing what they're going to do, I'll just take the blanket away first, so that when he wants to get into bed, he can snuggle up to me.

Nanoha Kurobe: "..."

Hosho Mag was still all smiles, while Kurobe Nanoha turned her head to look at Natsume Anan, who had naturally climbed onto the bed, and couldn't help but get up from the bed.

I stepped forward and arrived at the door.

Turn around and look up.

Confirm the house number.

...That's right.

Why does it feel like I've entered Natsume Anan's room?

Somewhat inexplicably, Kurobe Nanoka sat back down.

Continue to wait.

As we waited, more people arrived.

But he wasn't the person she had hoped to see.

It was Tachibana Sherry.

"Hmm?" Tachibana Sherry tilted her head, puzzled for a moment, then her expression turned natural, and she nodded repeatedly without saying a word.

Climb up to the upper bunk.