The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

That's how it is with Tsukishiro Yuki.

At least she didn't go crazy and make Hoshino work to pay the rent. She also used the reasonable excuse of necessary preparation to persuade Hoshino to accept the house that was supposedly prepared for Meruru, but was actually just a house built with all-powerful magic.

Having prepared myself as a student, it seems I haven't missed the start of the semester, but returning to normal life still feels a bit disorienting.

Fortunately, Emma Sakura could see familiar figures as long as she turned her head left or right, which put her at ease.

but......

I don't want to listen to the lecture...

Sherry ate it, Margot ate it, when will I finally be able to be all lovey-dovey with Hoshino...?

'today'

The wind on the rooftop carried a cool feeling. Although it wasn't the school of the past, most school rooftops are actually the same.

However, the scenery we saw was different.

Halfway through the class, seemingly noticing Emma Sakura's irritability, Hoshino Utsunomiya stood up, casually took her hand, and turned to leave the classroom.

Just like before, he had no respect for the classroom, only caring about the girls he could see.

Before the students could react with surprise or whisper among themselves, Yuki Tsukishiro, who had been seated in front of the podium, silently raised her hand.

...This is also part of the punishment.

As a result, the students in the classroom stopped paying attention to their strange behavior.

Yuki Tsukishiro lay back down on the table, picked up the metal bucket hanging beside it, and covered her head with it to block out light and sound.

The projected image reflected light on the inner wall of the iron barrel.

Peeking at porn!

Because she had gone too far by dragging everyone to watch it on the island, she was eventually reprimanded. Yuki Tsukishiro had no choice but to give up her plan to watch it with everyone and watch it secretly by herself.

......

Surprisingly, when Emma Sakuraba was on the rooftop with Hoshino after a long time, she didn't think about anything intimate.

This seems like a good solution.

It would be even better if we could eat together every day.

However, it is clear that he does not think that way.

"Why is Emma so thin even though she eats a lot every day?"

As he kneaded Emma Sakura's thighs and calves, Hoshino Utsunomiya sighed softly.

"Hmm, I'm not skinny, am I?" Sakura Emma stretched out her leg so he could touch it, while retorting, "I weigh 48kg, almost 100 pounds, how can that be considered skinny?"

Considering her height, this should be considered a standard weight.

“But why does Emma seem to have so little flesh on her body…” Hoshino Utsunomiya’s hand reached up to touch her: “Where did it all go?”

There's not much flesh on my calves, but some on my thighs.

There's not much flesh on the palms, not much on the forearms, and very little on the upper arms.

The shoulders, and especially the area below the shoulders.

Even if you try your best to push, you can't get much meat out.

"...Is Hoshino saying I'm small?" Looking down at Hoshino's hands, Emma Sakuraba whispered, "I think I'll grow up..."

Is this a comparison with Marge? Marge is incomparable, that's going too far.

But Shirley is older than me...

No, no, no, we can't be discouraged like this. Things will get better sooner or later!

Definitely!

“I like Emma just the way she is now.” Hoshino Utsunomiya said softly, just lowering his head.

The current state is already perfect.

I want to eat grapes.

I wonder if grapes are available this season.

Cherries are good too, they're sweet.

I don't know if it's clean or not. If it's not clean, I'll wash it.

I've heard that cats love to lick themselves to clean their fur.

I don't know if it's appropriate for people to do this.

“Hmm…yes.” Emma Sakura pursed her lips.

The school uniform is about the right size, but it doesn't really have much stretch. If two people were to share one piece of clothing, it would definitely be very tight and might even tear.

Actually, this is not good.

“Hoshino doesn’t really need to take such good care of me…” The girl’s eyes were momentarily dazed, but she quickly regained her composure: “Besides, the rooftop isn’t really a good place.”

As a place to eat, it would be very suitable as a place to cherish memories.

However, it would be bad if Hoshino's location were taken over.

"Should I leave early and go home?" He stopped what he was doing, looked up and asked.

Emma Sakura lay down and looked at the sky.

“That’s so reckless,” she said.

Leaving early to do that kind of thing would have been something she wouldn't have dared to imagine before.

But now...

It seems not impossible.

"Leave early."

Make it at home.

Where has Emma Sakura's weight gone?

The answer is actually lower abdomen down, thighs up.

Emma Sakura happily spread her arms wide, feeling as if she could feel the shape of her soft little belly through it.

Just hold me tight.

With outstretched arms and a radiant smile, the girl sat cross-legged.

The initial infatuation, the first sense of dependence, and the clear affection that came from it.

The girl's expectations, which have been fulfilled so far, have finally been met.

I still love it.

I think I like it even more now.

It was never just a dependence on a single friend, nor was it a compensation for the loss of a friend; this affection was not simply because of the hand he extended.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm..."

"Hoshino, Hoshino..."

The girl's voice, which had been calling her name repeatedly, began to soften.

Overwhelmed by sensory overload and intense emotions, Emma Sakura took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

Her arms wrapped around his body, her small hands able to touch his skin intimately.

Hold on tightly, then hug me tightly.

I seem to have said a lot of confessions and uttered many passionate words, but now, looking back, what I really want to say is...

"......Thanks."

“Hoshino saved me,” she said.

"Thank you for letting me fall in love with you."

If I hadn't met him...

She might still be Xiaoxue's friend, or everything might proceed according to Xiaoxue's horrific plan.

She would watch Xiaoxue being bullied, she would see Xiaoxue hang herself, and then regret why she hadn't mustered the courage to reach out to her.

Fueled by guilt, she will never know the truth and will never be able to move on.

Xiaoxue is very bad.

...Hoshino is very good.

What I want to say is thank you.

After the words of affection and confession, what is said is "thank you".

.......

The identity of a student is actually quite special.

In other words, being able to freely enter and leave the school, and being surrounded by classmates, can have different effects in different environments.

One is the classroom.

The tables and chairs were pulled up, the seats were arranged side by side, the students listened to the lecture as if nothing was wrong, and the hands disappeared under the table.

Or perhaps it's an empty classroom, in front of the glass window, or the unique blind spot beneath the window.

There were also crowded cabinets for cleaning tools; it seemed like every classroom had one, used to store things like metal buckets, brooms, and sweepers.

It can accommodate one person, but two people would feel crowded. There is also a slanted one-way slit on the cabinet door for one-way observation of the outside.

Squeak, creak, clatter, a slight movement, a shaking sound, and a figure approaching stood in front of the cabinet door.

Hold your breath and pray.

There are many varieties.

But Emma Sakura wouldn't go out of her way to play those kinds of tricks.