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Chapter 17 by Gatsha Gatsha

Should I enter?

I can't wait! (Pink Trigger)

Maybe I'm jumpy from all the times I've been killed out of nowhere during this Witch's game, but I can't wait any longer. Why should I? Jessica was clearly primed for a spur-of-the-moment romance. Wasn't she practically inviting me to join her?

Jessica, I'm coming in! Why don't you let me wash your back-

Oh.

I guess I should have at least waited for the shower to start, huh? Jessica hadn't gone straight to the tub: evidently, her episode and my teasing after that had gotten her a little nervous. Therefore, even though she'd said she was going to hurry, she'd made a detour first.

I found myself staring stupidly at Jessica, who was staring back at me while sitting on the toilet with her white panties around her ankles. I heard an unladylike noise that was uncouth enough for both of us to start blushing.

Ah... Jessica... Did you need any toilet paper?

"... Y-you..." Jessica growled from the toilet, her shock finally giving way to rage. "W-what are you doing? Why are you still standing there like a dumbass?! Hurry up and get out!"

... Hm. Jessica should still be under the effect of my Pink Trigger, right? Maybe I can push this somewhere different... After all, my love for Jessica is so great, it should allow me to join a great many things you might not expect. Jessica, I just wanted to check if you needed any help-

"As if!!" Jessica shouted, grabbing a soap dish from the sink beside her and chucking it at me.

In an ordinary romantic ecchi comedy, that soap dish should have harmlessly flown by me as I make my escape. By the fact that it instead clocked me right between the eyes and instantly murdered me, I should probably take a hint that the Witch isn't interested in seeing this kind of situation. I did get a little carried away.

What's next?

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