The Witch Trial Begins with the OO Buckethead Zombie

Forget it, if I drag this stupid dog along, she'll just get me exposed again.

To ruin the mood, I'm enough on my own.

Withdrawing his gaze, Nikaido Hiro turned to look in the direction of Utsunomiya Hoshino and Ice Meluru.

They are walking towards the flower field.

Even though there were no flowers in bloom, they continued walking toward the meadow.

Nikaido Hiro quickly followed.

As the slope sloped steeply, Nikaido Hiro, turning around and seeing the two people sitting down, caught a glimpse of them seemingly about to turn back, and without hesitation, he quickly lunged forward and lay prone on the ground.

The sharp tips of the grass prickled her cheeks, and she felt a vague discomfort in her hands and feet.

Even so, Nikaido Hiro endured it and crawled forward.

Get a little closer, a little closer, quietly, stealthily, silently lurking beside them, observing their actions.

peep!

No, it's watchful waiting!

Let me see what they're doing?

Just as Nikaido Hiro felt he had gotten close enough and was about to raise his head slightly...

A sea of ​​flowers has bloomed all around.

A sea of ​​flowers beyond imagination, and fragrant lavender fields.

Is this... magic?

Nikaido Hiro was stunned.

A purple wave unfolds beneath me, the lavender spreading outwards like ripples, enveloping my entire body. The surreal feeling that transcends the norm is especially clear at this moment of being bathed in a sea of ​​flowers.

But very quickly, Nikaido Hiro snapped out of his reverie.

Don't get too caught up in this stuff; it's just a scene created by magic!

There is only one thing to do from beginning to end.

Nikaido Hiro quickly straightened her gaze, and with the interference of falling petals, she finally found the two of them a few seconds later.

The two sat together, very close to each other.

The two people, holding hands, looked at each other.

Her slightly parted lips and her quickly flushed face made it almost impossible to guess what she was saying at a glance.

That's definitely not correct.

Look! Because what they said was too outrageous and explicit, because those vulgar and shameless words came from those seemingly respectable lips, Meruru, realizing that her trust had been betrayed, burst into tears!

We must stop him, reprimand him, and question him about what he said that would make a girl who said she wanted to believe him so heartbroken.

So Nikaido Hiro struggled to get up.

She couldn't stand it anymore.

This evil act must be stopped!

But, only, however.

Just as Nikaido Hiro got up and was about to stride closer, the thing that had been blocked by her body quickly caught her eye as she got closer and became clearer.

"This is......?"

......knife?

A silver, handle-shaped knife, the same kind I'd just seen in the cafeteria, appeared.

It was in Meruru's hands on the ice.

Hoshino Utsunomiya held Meruru Ice's hand, while Meruru Ice held a knife in her hand.

A tearful pretty face, a serious expression, words exchanged between them, and a blade gradually pressing against their chests.

"—"

Nikaido Hiro's breathing stopped.

Wrong! Wrong! All wrong!

This man, this man's mind was not filled with the lewd thoughts she had guessed, and what he held in his heart was not the stirrings of adolescence at all.

He never even considered abandoning the dead Xue to live alone; from the very beginning, he had no intention of having an affair.

When did this idea begin? When did this plan come about?

Was it when I woke up? After hearing the owl's explanation? Or, or, or when I had misunderstood him on my own—

It was a mess; Nikaido Hiro's mind was filled with a jumble of lines.

For a moment, she even forgot that she should rush over right now and shout for them to stop.

However, she repeatedly made unwarranted expectations of Utsunomiya Hoshino, only to have those expectations overturned time and again. Her feelings for him fluctuated between trust and hostility, and the chaotic mix of emotions overwhelmed her mind.

Instinctively, his lips parted and his throat moved.

But it failed to make a sound.

Until that knife, which shouldn't have been able to hurt anyone, actually pierced Utsunomiya Hoshino's chest, until blood spread from the wound, until Utsunomiya Hoshino's hand turned around and hugged Ice Meluru's body with incredibly gentle force, making the blade seem to penetrate even deeper into her chest.

Nikaido Hiro finally snapped out of his daze, reaching out his hand towards the empty space ahead, grasping at something that didn't exist.

"Aa ...

Then it made a noise that it didn't even know what it was shouting.

It's not about stopping, it's not about not wanting to, it's not about not being allowed.

It is simply the purest form of a shout, uttered from the depths of one's chest.

noise.

Chapter 82 This is part of the plan!

Hiro's voice was very loud.

The petals that kept falling, landing on my hair, shoulders, and in my arms, were annoying.

Hoshino's body, which was gradually losing its strength, felt very heavy.

The hilt of the knife I was holding was cold.

he died.

He died so easily beneath the blooming flower field, so casually in her arms, just as he wished, at the hands of 'Meruru on Ice'.

Yes, what's wrong with that?

Just as I had hoped, I did as he wished and sent him to his death.

Then at this moment, the death rewind anchored on Hoshino is activated, and time flows backward to replay this moment.

There's nothing wrong with it.

Just as planned, just as initially envisioned.

There was not the slightest deviation.

Oh, there is one variable, Nikaido Hiro.

Possessing the same essence as the replay of death magic, theoretically, when Nikaido Hiro activates the death reversal time flow, he should also board this ship and travel upstream.

But Hero saw it.

Hiro saw the image of 'Meru on Ice' gripping the blade and stabbing Hoshino Utsunomiya in the chest.

If we let her go back with this memory, who knows what kind of trouble she'll cause.

...Why don't we just go back to the beginning and kick Hero out?

Such a thought couldn't help but pop into the witch's mind.

But that thought was quickly dismissed.

There's no need for that. Hiro's existence is like a fire poker; as long as she stays on the island, she can't help but stir the embers in the fireplace.

This allows the burning charcoal to release heat more fully.

However, as this was her second time learning from a mistake, she still didn't want Hiro to bother her.

So, let's put her in the third round.

As an omnipotent great witch, Yukishiro believed she was capable of doing such a thing.

Hiro Nikaido, who witnessed Hoshino Utsunomiya's death for the first time, will rewind to the beginning of the third time.

However, in this second chance to start over, Nikaido Hiro will still be that good boy who feels incredibly guilty for not being able to save his friend.

And so the sea of ​​flowers began to freeze.

Time rewinds to this moment.

The witch sailed back to the beginning.

......

This is the first time, and without a doubt, it's the first time, as long as the witch is willing.

After all, if she really started from twelve people and kicked out others one by one, and then suffered a complete defeat until she was left with only this many people, then as a witch, she would be too much of a failure.

She dared not imagine what irrational thing she might do if such a thing really happened.

Will he disregard his dignity and force himself on Hoshino? Or will he repeatedly and recklessly stab Hoshino to satisfy his desires? Or will he angrily drive everyone off the island?

So this is the first time.

Although the number of names seems a bit off, there are twelve names on the list, and the plan is to kick out whoever Hoshino accidentally falls in love with.

But in the end, only five people were taken into custody.

We ruled out Hoshino, who wouldn't be replaced, and Emma Hiro, who we never intended to replace.

It seems there are only two people who can be replaced.