The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

Before leaving, Hoshino Utsunomiya didn't forget Emma at the door.

Although she seemed to have shouted something like "no" when she came, once I got to her, she didn't chatter and scold me like she did when I stood in front of her.

However, she stared at Meruru on the ice for a long time before looking away.

Will you leave me alone?

Emma Sakuraba raised her head and asked Hoshino Utsunomiya softly.

She had nothing else to ask, nor anything else to criticize.

Although there may be a lot to say, in the end it seems that only this one question comes to mind.

What the girl cares about most.

"......?" Feeling the subtle gravity, Hoshino Utsunomiya didn't expect to be asked such a question first.

While it would seem reasonable for Emma Sakura to ask this question herself, but...

Compared to Nikaido Hiro's accusations, Emma Sakura's question at this moment might be a more effective obstacle to him.

The words seemed to transform into ropes, gently binding his legs.

"...You're not alone, are you?" Hoshino Utsunomiya turned her head away. "Nikaido is still here, isn't she? She's your good friend, after all."

"Although... I seem to have a little mental problem right now, I think this is probably the time when I need my friends to take care of me."

Hoshino Utsunomiya gave Emma Sakuraba an answer she never expected, as if nothing had happened.

"Speaking of which, when I checked the phone status just now, I discovered that although it can't contact the outside world, it seems that we can exchange contact information."

Before Emma Sakuraba could say anything more, Hoshino Utsunomiya took out his phone.

The screen that was turned around and displayed in front of me exuded a sense of urgency.

"..."

Emma Sakura silently glanced at the empty contact list on the screen.

He took out his phone.

He changed the subject. Was it because he didn't want to answer, or couldn't answer, or perhaps...?

If I were to press him for confirmation at this point, wouldn't he find me annoying? Would he...?

The jumbled thoughts dissipated along with the retrieved phone and the opened door.

The door clicked shut, leaving only the two people in the reception room once again.

Emma Sakuraba, and...

Hiro Nikaido.

"..."

Nikaido Hiro felt that he had done the best he could.

She had presented clear evidence that left the other party speechless, and she had also clarified the possible fate that Meru on Ice might suffer.

But Meruru on the ice still didn't realize the problem, or perhaps she did realize it, but she insisted on going her own way.

Nikaido Hiro had encountered this situation before.

People who cannot be persuaded, people who cannot recognize their own mistakes.

Whenever he encounters such people, although he feels helpless, Nikaido Hiro still has to rely on the power of the rule maintainers.

Those who violate discipline should be reported to the disciplinary committee, and those who violate school rules should be reported to the teachers.

Hero doesn't really care much about formal justice, so she doesn't often resort to such annoying behavior that resembles tattling. Rather than punishing others, she would much rather see them realize their mistakes and reform themselves.

There is nothing more exhilarating than clearly feeling that the world has become a little more beautiful because of your own actions.

Unfortunately, although this prison has rules such as schedules, activity times, curfews and curfews, there is no rule that forbids dating.

But rules are rules, and there are many things to consider!

The most important and also the most fatal one.

It's about contraception.

You must understand, this is a prison! A jail! A shelter for aspiring witches!

It's clearly a secluded place. Not to mention obstetricians and gynecologists, even condoms wouldn't be prepared because those previously housed here were all prospective witches.

If one truly commits the sin of lust, then what one does is a real, tangible battle.

If things go wrong, it could lead to someone's death!

The rules don't prohibit it, but this is no laughing matter. Even if they might not have a tomorrow, they still have to be careful.

So everything else is fine, but this is the one thing we must find a way to stop.

As for how to stop it...

Emma.

Nikaido Shiro softly called out Sakura Emma's name.

Will they follow you?

Chapter 76 Nikaido Hiro revealed a resolute gaze (4k)

"Um, that..."

Following Hoshino Utsunomiya out of the reception room, before they had gone far, Meruru Ice slowed down and called out.

"Hoshino..." Her movements seemed slightly hesitant. "I, we want to..."

What do you need to do?

A yes sounds like a confession, and it seems everyone takes that sentence as a confession.

But Meruru on Ice still remembered that Hoshino Utsunomiya had said to give him the time.

Leave it to him, let him arrange it, let him take the lead.

Although there's a vague sense of anticipation even if it's not said beforehand, I still couldn't help but ask in this tense moment.

Is it... the same as what Hero guessed?

"..."

Hoshino Utsunomiya paused slightly in his steps.

If you only had one day left to live, and you reached out to invite the girl in your class who was most attractive to you to spend her last moments with you, she would happily nod and take your hand.

What can you do?

There's nothing worth remembering, no need to revisit the past; you and she hadn't even exchanged a single word before this.

Now, even though you're complete strangers, she'll tug at your sleeve like a puppy on a leash.

Turning her head, she asked softly, "What are you going to do?"

What would you take her to do?

"...What do you want to do?" he countered.

Sure enough, I should ask the witch for her opinion.

Simply trying to get closer to the witch and increase her favorability is the best course of action.

It's definitely not true that Hoshino Utsunomiya didn't know what to do either.

"I..." Like a ball being passed around, the question was thrown back at her. Meluru hesitated for a moment, then softly said, "I...I want to treat you..."

"Hoshino, you seem to have a head injury..."

"I just noticed..."

For some reason, as she spoke, she suddenly had an expression that looked like she was about to cry.

“…That doesn’t really have much of an impact.” Hoshino Utsunomiya was a little surprised: “But, well, it’s fine too.”

"I just saw in the Witch's Encyclopedia that there's a medical room right next door. Maybe I can find some medicine there to apply."

Although he only glanced at the map briefly, he immediately remembered the location of the infirmary.

Because, apart from the main entrance in the foyer, the infirmary seemed to be the only room in this mansion that could be accessed from the side.

"Ah, um... well, let's go to the infirmary first."

Seemingly hesitant to speak, Meruru on Ice nodded.

After hesitating for a moment, Hoshino Utsunomiya reached out his hand to Meruru on the ice.

The girl hesitated for a moment, then took his hand.

A subtle yet familiar tactile sensation is felt in your hand.

Ah, Meruru on the ice, she's wearing white gloves too.

Only when their hands were clasped did Hoshino Utsunomiya suddenly realize that it wasn't just Meluru Ice who was wearing white gloves, but also himself.

The rustling friction and smooth contact meant that the hands, lightly clasped together through two pairs of gloves, did not absorb each other's sweat through body heat.

I almost had the illusion that I was holding Yuki Tsukishiro's hand.

However, Yuki Tsukishiro wears black lace gloves, while Meruru Hikami wears white ice silk gloves.

In addition to the different colors, the textures also differ.

The gloves accentuated the already long and slender fingers, making them even more noticeable.

I was also deeply influenced by that woman, Yuki Tsukishiro, which is understandable.

Almost all of her memories from her time travel are related to her, and the basic interpersonal relationships she built are also connected to her. Even though she died easily, the memories brought by her first impressions will not be forgotten so easily.

But the dead are the dead; they cannot be romanticized or deepened in memory.

She's just a witch who'll be forgotten sooner or later.

Shaking off that sliver of illusion, Utsunomiya Hoshino gently pushed open the door to the infirmary, holding Meruru's small hand.

In the remote corner of the village, treating injuries at the infirmary should be considered a standard practice.

The male and female protagonists are injured for some reason and are unable to treat themselves, so they have no choice but to ask the other to do it. Amidst the slight cries of pain and the heartbeats tugged by the pain, they grow closer. What they care about is not the wounds, but the profile of the person carefully applying the medicine. Their hearts beat faster unconsciously, and their affection for each other rises rapidly.