The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

She could also walk back towards the mansion with her head held high and her chest out.

Sorry, but that's just how confident I am when I possess superhuman strength!

but......

It shouldn't leak, right?

cartridge case.

Wow, the spent cartridge cases that came out after firing were so hot, it's hard not to want to keep them as collectibles.

There's a sense of accomplishment in firing that bullet.

Chapter 226 I Love You Too

Shirley Tachibana is great.

Hoshino Utsunomiya had no objections.

Whether it was her initiative, her inexperience, or her seemingly inexhaustible stamina, it all felt better than I had imagined.

The guidance was very effective, giving the impression that it was premeditated.

It was indeed a bit too fast.

But it wasn't very fast, after all, it was something the girl had been looking forward to for a long time.

It's good enough if there's no lifting, supporting, or sitting involved.

It's the process in the middle that's the real challenge.

It will definitely hurt a bit at first. If you fire the gun without adequate preparation, the barrel will be overloaded and the temperature will rise.

But beyond the pain, there was also that feeling...

Logically speaking, the normal natural phenomenon should be thermal expansion and contraction, right?

But only at those times will the situation reverse.

It will exhibit strong properties that are only present at low temperatures.

Entangling... that's not quite right, twisting... that's a bit of an overstatement.

After much thought, clipping might be the most suitable option.

Although the pain initially reduces the burden and slows down the progress bar's increase, the pain is only at the beginning and will soon subside.

It wasn't fast, but it wasn't slow enough to take an hour either.

Ultimately, a normal human time should actually be around ten minutes.

Too much of anything is actually abnormal.

If we're talking about self-reflection and introspection, Hoshino Utsunomiya thinks he should.

It's too much of a show that Shirley Tachibana is in control.

He was prepared from the very beginning by reaching out his hand; otherwise, he wouldn't have experienced that pain.

The time spent kissing was also very short.

While kissing doesn't normally make one ascend to heaven, it needs to be more intense, longer, and have more complex actions than a simple kiss expressing affection.

Yes, he didn't even get up to kiss her, so how could Shirley be prepared?

Offensiveness and aggression.

These two factors may be necessary for the intensity to increase.

Fortunately, probably because of love and genuine affection, although the initial feeling was rather weak, the feeling soon came.

This is a good thing.

Compared to the state of wreckage, the human body is definitely better.

Being able to touch the body of the person you like, being able to kiss the person you like, and being able to feel the person you like being infatuated with you.

once.

twice.

three......

Ok?

There will be no third time.

Because Baosheng Mag came.

It seemed like he had been there for a long time, but he only realized it now.

She had a conversation with Shirley.

But Shirley didn't stop at all. Instead, after it was over, she leaned close to his ear and said those kinds of things.

Taking medicine is a keyword that can easily trigger fantasies in men.

Hints, actions before leaving, and things done.

that is......

Why does it seem like they're passing me on like a baton to Marge?

Are you dissatisfied?

After sitting down, Hosho Mag tore a corner of her skirt and wiped the sweat from Utsunomiya Hoshino's brow.

Sweat on my forehead, sweat on my neck.

Oh, and there's also Shirley Tachibana's sweat.

After all, when you're hugging each other, even under the shade of a tree and with a breeze blowing, your skin, which is pressed together, can't dissipate heat; it just accumulates sweat.

Hosho Mag just couldn't bear to see the lingering sweat and scent of Tachibana Sherry still on Utsunomiya Hoshino.

"Not really." Hoshino Utsunomiya shook his head. The feeling of being wiped was quite subtle, and it gave him a sense of sensation again.

The rough fabric, combined with the forceful movements required to gently wipe away sweat, creates a perfectly balanced tactile experience.

"It was just a subtle feeling, like being passed around like a baton in a relay race."

He truthfully expressed his feelings.

“The baton… Ah.” Baosheng Mag stopped wiping his sweat with a subtle expression, rubbing his index finger and thumb on the rag to feel its texture.

She thought for a moment, then casually tossed away the scraps of cloth, intending to use a softer fabric to wipe Hoshino Utsunomiya's sweat.

Although it's been a bit stuffy for a while, it's still relatively dry.

It can be used to wipe clean.

However, it might be better to dampen it a little, since a damp cloth is better for wiping tables.

Use my scent to cover up the scent of orange sherry!

Besides the lakeside, where else can you find water?

The only place I can think of is the area between the nose and chin.

I heard that you'll feel great if you put fried chicken in there.

Baosheng Mag tried it.

This is true.

Baosheng Mag originally wanted to take the opportunity to kiss her.

But when she thought about how she had just eaten fried chicken and might be a little dirty, and after staring at Hoshino Utsunomiya's lips for a long time, she could only angrily give up the idea.

The order is wrong!

Although he probably wouldn't mind, she would be a little bothered by the action that made him feel a bit dirty.

In other words, Baosheng Mag wouldn't mind whether he was dirty or not, but he would mind the potential psychological discomfort that might arise indirectly from this issue of order.

We were too hasty. If we had been calmer, this problem certainly wouldn't have happened.

She wiped her mouth, gracefully put away the soft cloth, returned it to its proper place, and then pulled it down a little bit.

Baosheng Mag hesitated for a moment.

"Can I take over?" she asked.

Is this considered a 1000-meter relay race?

Am I the second runner?

"Is this starting point okay?" Hoshino Utsunomiya looked around and noticed that it seemed like no one really cared about the grassland terrain.

"And did you forget to warm up? Let me help Mag stretch first."

Warming up is very important; it's easy to get injured if you don't stretch beforehand.

Shirley Tachibana wasn't prepared enough just now.

“...Oh, right.” Baosheng Mag looked around and realized it was indeed not a good idea.

It's not that there's anything wrong with the grass, but rather...

This is where Tachibana Sherry handed over the baton.

She wants to go somewhere else.

Mag was indeed reluctant to create memories with Sherry Tachibana at the same location.

And those women were still staring at them.

But if we're talking about where to go...

There was indeed only one choice.

“Then, Hoshino, please come back to the infirmary with me.” Hosho Mag reached out his hand to Utsunomiya Hoshino: “Please let me receive all your love there.”

If I had to pick the place that holds the most memories, it would definitely be the infirmary.

Those who received, those who did not receive, those who were rejected, and those who developed feelings of love.

Those who try to use back channels, those who are witty and quick-witted, those who are silver-tongued, and those who use sweet words.