The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

They cultivate feelings, bring each other closer, and become friendly and intimate.

Then he turned around and hanged himself on the spot.

It was just a coincidence that her appearance made her a target who seemed far more suitable than Emma Sakura.

Did he really think he could win the witch's love?

She also worked, studied, took the college entrance exam, and learned to cook.

The witch is dead, love is false, and existence is ephemeral.

You really are, you really are—

[Cold, cold, calm down...]

The system, which arrived late and seemed speechless with shock at Yuki's suicide, finally noticed that Hoshino Utsunomiya's emotions seemed to be heading in an extreme direction.

His voice trembled as the system hurriedly tried to soothe his emotions.

[Host, the most important thing right now is to stay calm, don't get agitated, calm your emotions, take it slow, think things through, and slow your breathing...]

"...I'm very calm now." As if she had laughed herself to exhaustion, Hoshino Utsunomiya finally stopped laughing, composed herself, and said expressionlessly, "I'm calmer than I thought."

Chapter 63 - Death to Evil!!!

"Is there anyone calmer than me?"

"Ah, yes, Yuki Tsukishiro is dead. She hanged herself right in front of me."

"I should say it's a real pity."

Hoshino Utsunomiya no longer knew what he was saying. He had completely lost control of himself. The emotions that had been building up in his chest needed to be released, even if it wasn't what he wanted to say at all.

Calm down, calm down, yes, I should calm down, I am really calm now.

"I failed this time. I thought I would succeed."

I won't be loved by anyone this time either; this is another failure in my life.

"Then there's nothing we can do, and that's really frustrating." Saying one thing but meaning another, Utsunomiya Hoshino spread his hands: "In that case, we just have to find another one, right?"

"Hopefully the next one won't be as inexplicable as her."

The words were nauseating, so cold and ruthless that they pretended their initial goal was to win over the witch.

Yes, that's right. I never invested any feelings in the first place, and I never gave my heart to anyone.

Everything I did was just to win over the witch. Now that the witch is dead, and since I couldn't win her over...

So all I can do is look for the next target?

It's just a system task.

If all emotions are denied, the witch's death will not cause any wounds.

【...】

...The host has lost his composure.

He spoke calmly and made a calm expression, but what he showed was a more confused state of mind.

What means what means what means! ! ! ! !

This child is really too much! Suicide and hanging are nothing!

The system has stopped calling her "Witch" altogether.

Although it had a bad feeling ever since it heard Hoshino Utsunomiya's ramblings last week, it never expected that Yuki would actually, actually dare to do this.

Is it really necessary?!

If you have any questions, just ask! Why don't you just explain it clearly? If you really ask, he can't possibly refuse to tell you!

Besides, didn't you hug him the other day? Isn't that a sign that you've come to your senses?!

What's the point of attempting suicide now?!

Even if you don't actually die completely, you can't play like this!

You've ruined my host like this...

Aa ...

What should I do? What should I do? What's the best course of action?

Even if the host's emotions are suppressed now, there is absolutely no way to fill the void left by witnessing the violent death of someone they love.

Such a shocking scene is absolutely hard to let go of easily. If one's feelings were less intense, it might be okay, but the host is by no means an indifferent person.

—They really should whip the snow.

In short, we need to get the host to stop for a while; he's not in a calm state right now...

...?

Wait, wait a minute, just a moment...

Oh no, it seems someone even less composed than the host has appeared.

"..."

Hoshino Utsunomiya's voice was exceptionally clear in the room.

His laughter echoed endlessly, and his self-talk was incredibly loud.

Especially now that the entryway door has been opened and never closed again, everything is so clear at a glance.

At least for Hiro Nikaido, who had just returned from a short-term study abroad program.

The sound was so jarring.

The sound was very jarring, the hanging rope was very glaring, and the person hanging there was very glaring.

Hoshino Utsunomiya's figure became even more glaring.

...I actually chose to believe him, and I actually entrusted Xiaoxue to him.

Nikaido Hiro straightened her back, her gaze passing through the rope meant to choke her.

The girl, lifeless, hung there peacefully.

An uncontrollable surge of hatred began to rise intensely.

Unforgivable, unforgivable.

He believed in himself, and was believed in by him.

The initial judgment was correct, and the initial intuition was correct.

Utsunomiya Hoshino.

—That is evil.

So......

Nikaido Hiro's gaze was uncontrollably drawn to the cold, black poker beside the fireplace in Tsukishiro Yuki's house, which was out of use in this day and age.

It's a fire poker, an iron rod, a fire starter.

Unable to control himself, Nikaido Hiro lifted his leg and took seemingly heavy but surprisingly light steps, avoiding Utsunomiya Hoshino's gaze, and reached for the fire poker.

The cold touch, the iron weapon—the familiar feeling of once preparing an iron rod to drive away bullies returned to my hands.

"..."

Before studying abroad, when protecting Yuki Tsukishiro, Hiro held such an iron rod.

Holding it back then, I felt like I would be an agent of justice, sweeping away all injustice in the world.

Later, her diary of helping others was abandoned, her justice was trampled on, and her correctness was belittled.

What use is a broken iron rod?

But we can't silence everyone.

I couldn't help but have this thought.

But today, on the day she returned from studying abroad, when she saw it again and held it in her hands.

She also felt that...

I am still an advocate for justice.

Indeed, turning the world into a beautiful place free of evil people is something only I can do.

Nikaido Hiro's lips curled up in a wide smile, an indescribable feeling filling his entire body.

I will act on behalf of justice.

Hoshino Utsunomiya, standing beside him, stopped his inexplicable laughter and muttered even more infuriating words to himself.

What a pity? Failed? Feeling helpless?

So, I guess I'll just have to find the next one? Hopefully, the next one won't be as inexplicable as hers?

Wasn't it you who allowed Yuki Tsukishiro to hang herself and die?!

It was you who failed to protect Xiaoxue! It was you who drove Xiaoxue to suicide! It was you who deceived my feelings and took my trust!

You're the damned, inexplicable bastard!

The fire of hatred burned fiercely.

Perhaps it was the influence of emotions, or something like adrenaline that triggered it.

Hiro Nikaido felt an unprecedented surge of power within his body, easily gripping heavy iron rods and effortlessly lifting them high as he did now.

The evil Hoshino Utsunomiya seems unaware of his own existence.

So, without a doubt, there's only one thing left for me to do now.

"—Death to evil!!!"

Shouting slogans of justice, they swung the stick down at him with a thunderous roar!

Hit!

The dull sound and the crystal-clear impact traveled together through the vibrations of the iron rod to Nikaido Hiro's hands.