The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

However, when she returned to the movie theater and glanced at the screen, Hoshino Utsunomiya had already returned to the mansion, was soaking in the bathtub, and after being harassed in various ways, had arrived at the reception room.

Meruru's little basement seems to have finally been discovered.

...But what does that have to do with Tsukishiro Yuki?

She's not inside.

What's inside?

Air conditioning, ice blocks, execution devices.

There are also some things that... are no different from coffins.

not give a damn about.

I don't care.

Logically speaking, since she no longer cares, she should stop this farce now, either by killing them all or letting them all go.

But Yuki Tsukishiro didn't choose anything.

She remained silent, still staring intently.

Humph.

What's the rush?

There's no need to rush.

Hoshino must be thinking right now that she's fallen for everyone and is wondering why I haven't done anything.

Just keep being inexplicable!

You can try to guess what I'm thinking!

You'd better figure out my intentions!

I used to care too much, which is why I kept thinking about and figuring out what you were thinking and whether you liked me or not.

Now that I don't care anymore, it's your turn to care.

Heh ha ha ha.

...That laughter was awful.

Yukishiro wanted to laugh out loud in her heart, but when she tried to laugh, she felt that such laughter was both stupid and unpleasant.

She still liked her cold smile, which she felt could encompass the expression of all emotions.

In short, when Yukishiro realized she didn't care, she suddenly felt that the world had become much more spacious.

Although she couldn't see the outside world, she could only see the spacious yet cramped movie theater.

But my mood improved, my body felt lighter, and even the metal bucket on my head felt more comfortable.

It should have been like this a long time ago, it should have been like this from the very beginning. We've really taken a very long and winding road.

With a cold smile on her face, while Utsunomiya Hoshino and the others went down to the basement to investigate, Tsukishiro Yuki noticed something else.

It has nothing to do with the mansion; it's just that she kept it safe on her person, the one she had tried to press down several times before, the one she had kept safe.

Back button.

Oh.

Back button?

What would I need this for?

It's lost.

Yuki casually tossed the broken button behind her.

Suddenly, I felt a significant weight lifted off my shoulders.

Sure enough, carrying such a useless thing only makes you feel heavy.

Saeki Miria's cell phone?

It's lost.

Hoshino Utsunomiya's cell phone?

It's lost.

Oh, and there was also a gift that Nikaido Hiro gave to 'Tsukishiro Yuki' when she was still alive.

A fountain pen.

It's useless stuff too.

It's lost.

Don't throw away the metal bucket.

The metal bucket is mine.

It has nothing to do with Hoshino Utsunomiya.

I was already in a bind before I even met Hoshino Utsunomiya.

The only thing that's truly mine is the metal bucket.

I'm a buckethead zombie~

Swaying her body from side to side, Yuki felt the iron bucket on her head sway slightly with the tilt of her body, but it wouldn't slip off.

Yes, just right.

There's nothing left to lose.

tired.

Take a nap.

Let's wait until tomorrow, and announce the end tomorrow.

......

Tsukishiro Yuki closed her eyes and then opened them.

Although she didn't really need to sleep, she didn't know what she could do with the extra nighttime hours. Instead, as she became increasingly mentally exhausted, Yukishiro began to find that sleep seemed to be a great way to heal.

Empty your mind of everything until your instincts tell you it's time to wake up.

Other viewers will probably also have their opinions.

After all, Hoshino had indeed fallen in love with everyone.

There are no omissions.

She should do something, she should say something.

The girls who care about Hoshino will frequently turn their heads to look at her.

Open your mouth, close your mouth.

Hmph, you all want to guess my intentions!

They can hear sounds and know what's happening around them, but they keep their eyes closed and don't think.

This is the sleep of Tsukishiro Yuki.

Sleep quality is excellent.

There's no need to rush when you wake up in the morning; take your time.

First, eat some breakfast prepared by the guard, then kick Meruru's backrest a couple of times, wander around the movie theater, squat down to look at Noah Kinosaki's painting, sit next to Emma and watch her eat for a while, and stare at Heero for a while without saying anything.

I don't care about Sawatari Coco and Tono Hanna.

Amidst the utter bewilderment and confusion of the crowd, with a cold smile, Tsukishiro Yuki sat back down in her original seat and looked up at the screen again.

Yeah, it's about time to announce the end.

The thought of the impending complete liberation is exhilarating.

Oh, look, foolish Tachibana Sherry, still thinking time will never end, relentlessly questioning Utsunomiya Hoshino about his past.

You've heard all the stories from the previous episodes, haven't you? Are there any other good ones to hear?

...What do you mean you want to know what kind of life Hoshino lived before he was harmed by the witch?

Yuki Tsukishiro closed her mouth again just as she was about to open it.

She admitted that she was indeed attracted.

Let's wait a little longer, just a little longer.

If he's willing to talk about things he hasn't understood before, then...

She was still willing to give him another half hour to talk and chat.

but......

Yuki Tsukishiro quickly lost interest.

As expected, Hoshino Utsunomiya gave a very perfunctory answer.

What were you saying?

Boring days.

Isn't this the same as saying nothing at all?

Ah, although it seems like it was Tachibana Sherry who asked and Utsunomiya Hoshino who answered.

However, Hoshino Utsunomiya clearly chooses to downplay the main points in her answers.

He doesn't tell everyone everything.

It's all just an appearance, a deception, a pretense to make it seem like you're sincere and can answer anything.

Bad man.

enough.

No matter what you keep arguing about, I'm not interested anymore.