I am a Witch Requested by My Crush to Make Love Potion

Incoming clouds tower in the blue sky.

The season is already summer. No matter how green, the lake water is cold.

Light red hair sways in small waves. Chemises entangled with Rose's body spread all over the lake.

Bathing, which has always been troublesome, has recently become frequent. It must have been hot. There is no other intention.

It was thought that Tien had just arrived the other day and would not come for a while.

In the unlikely event that he was seen bathing in Tien, Rose was not ashamed.

Harryge has been told that he has no business for a month.

It's not lunch, but it's noon. Hariju never visits the witch hermitage at noon.

The one-month period I told myself felt both long and short.

The feeling of being lonely and not able to meet, and the feeling of being able to remain in Harriage's memory for that long.

Both obediently eroded the heart and exhausted Rose.

He was good at controlling his emotions, but he didn't know that love was so hard to control.

However, the month I told Harige was the time required to actually process the material.

The reason for telling the period of truth is that the witch cannot lie.

There is a reason why only witches can make medicines that are so potent that humans cannot.

A witch who uses a lie of magic cannot use a lie other than magic.

For that reason, he has lived as a separate creature, away from people.

Being unaffected or creepy is a way of not being able to see what lies.

Rose also imitated successive witches and lived with great care on a daily basis so as not to realize the disadvantage of not lying.

We minimized contact with people and paid attention to facial expressions and words.

I can't let go of a big robe so I can't see through the truth.

That said, you don't have to lie, you can hide the truth or divert the story.

Fortunately, Rose wasn't bad at that.

So far, that's been the case alone.

"Would you like to wash the chemise ..."

In this weather, if you hang it for a few hours, it will dry out.

Freshly washed robes and dresses hang on ropes stretched between trees.

Rose rose from the lake to add chemise to the gap.

Shake your body like a dog who hates getting wet.

Release the string tied on your back and drop the chemise on your feet.

I don't have any extra clothes other than that robe, so I have to be naked while I'm hanging my laundry.

The chemise that sucked the water is quite heavy.

I folded the chemise several times and squeezed the water tightly.

From the squeezed buckwheat, drops dripping from the rose's hair spread to the chemise at hand.

"Oh, already ..."

The light red hair that stretches to the chest sticks to the skin.

I got a lot of trouble and spread the chemise and shook it. Drops return to the lake, making a sound.

It became interesting, and Rose went crazy about it.

That's why I was completely distracted.

Even though I heard the sound of Chirin and the guests singing in the house, I turned my head thinking like that, anyway a deer on my face was looking at me.

When I saw my man standing there, I was so shocked that I couldn't even breathe.

Harriage was there.

Rose was standing with the Chemise open.

Hariju, who was in the forest on the other shore, was stunned as he looked here.

They both stared at each other for a while, holding their breath.

Pichiichi ...

Birds in the forest sing beautiful voices.

Harriage first looked away.

"I'm sorry!"

Harrige turned his back vigorously.

His voice showed that he was always upset.

"Hahahaha ..."

Rose leaks a dry smile. Surely the face will be red. The heart that beats hurts.

I put the wet chemise on the rope and jumped into the hermitage.

Cover the bright red face with both hands and crouch down. My legs are not strong.

Did you see it? I was seen. I was seen!

This pale skin has a sloppy appearance that has not been tightened with a corset.

Tien and other guests, who never minded seeing it, felt unbearable shame.

I never thought I would come. I told her about a month later, and now it's noon. What on earth did you come to such a place?

The brain was about to boil, but Harrige was waiting. This cannot be done forever.

As she rose desperately with trembling feet, Rose extended her closet.

He had no time to make a decision and put on the robe given to Tien on his bare skin.

There is no chemise and no dress underneath.

Look into the water bottle. There was just a woman who moistened her eyes, cheered her cheeks red, and slackened her face.

Rose hit her cheeks.

The other is as full as possible.

Both cheeks irritated, but they calmed down a little.

Open the entrance and call out to the other side.

"I've been waiting for you.

Harrigue, who seemed to have always turned backwards before calling out, looked back at him with a nervous look.

The distance to the other shore is not so far away, so you can check the expression perfectly.

Harrige seems calm too. At least on the surface, it looks more calm than a rose.

Even if you treat yourself to the common people, you cannot hide it with elegant behavior. Looking under the bright sky, he looked shinier than usual.

That means that he could see the hailless figure of Rose well.

The brain suddenly made a noise.

Harrige, rowing a small boat, connects a mooring line to an iron pile at the end of the pier. After confirming that the boat was firmly fixed, Harrige turned around.

"I was so rude earlier."

His wrinkles in his forehead proved he was in deep regret, albeit not bad at all.

When I couldn't see my eyes and lowered my eyes, I saw robes of a color like a deep forest.

Under this robe is naked.

I am now standing in front of him in a ridiculous appearance.

When I realized, my brain was instantly boiled.

"Yes, no. I don't think Harrige-sama is coming."

"... Do you know who I am?"

Rose's face was pulled.

It was an impossible mistake to say the name of the customer who was calling in my heart.

Harrige's voice is hard.

The apologetic expression up to this point has changed completely and is now a knight's face.

Rose bit her lip for her blunder.

He has never heard of his name.

I knew it, but I just answered.

He seems to be more upset than expected. Rose prayed in her heart to return to sanity.

"Yes, yes.

"from when"

"..."

Mouth seemed to slip and Rose rose down. This is my first time and I am confused.

"Please answer me"

But he couldn't fool Harrige into contact as a knight, and Rose opened his mouth.

Now that I can't afford to divert, I can only speak the truth.

"... four years ago"

"... so long ago?"

"Oh, please forgive me."

Oh, idiot. stop.

Rose wanted to put a magic on her mouth.

However, the mouth that can only tell the truth will release words one after another, trying to get through this place.

"Your information is never leaked to anyone. I'm in a very unusual situation right now. If I can continue to ask more questions, I'll talk about everything."

I'm too nervous and I don't have enough oxygen. Head swells.

The words do not stop.

"What is that?"

Harrige looked at Rose with doubt.

Rose accepted Harrige's gaze and was confused.

Because under this cloth is naked.

"Well, witches don't lie at the cost of using magic!"

No. Never tell the secret of a witch.

Rose faces backwards and pounds his forehead against the wall of the house. There is no other way to calm down.

"Oh, hey."

Turns out of the interrogative tone, and Harrige is nervous about the sudden misbehavior of Rose.

"Please, really, sorry"

He stopped his head but told his breath.

The forehead struck many times turned red, creating scratches.

If Harrige asks anything more than this, Rose will end up washing everything without waste. That's not all.

It is bad for other witches, but there is no way to know the witch's weakness at this time.

Should Harriage say no to anything, I'm sorry, but let her protect herself. A witch should be able to do just that. I can do it. I believe so.

So Rose was more afraid to know that she was in love with him than to know the secret of the witch.

A noble, beautiful, or even a village girl, a witch at the high end-if you could know the misery of falling in love with the beautiful, strong and noble heavenly light, you had better die.

"That's it……"

I forgot that it was too obvious, but Rose is a witch.

Witches specialize in such poisons.

Rose ran into her eyes and ran into the hermitage.

We catch small bottles arranged on shelf. The small glass bottles collided with each other and made a loud noise.

Take the medicine you want.

It's a medicine that even a big cow can do in an instant.

Harrige hugged Rose from behind, trying to open the lid of the vial.

"What are you doing!"

It must have been more accurate to say that he was being held than to hug. Harige quickly robbed a small bottle from Rose as if picking up a weapon from the suspect.

With momentum, Rose falls to the floor.

The robe was bare and the thighs were fully opened. Fix your posture in a hurry.

"This isn't a slut, I'm a witch, yes. The price almost disappears for the next pharmaceutical ingredient, and I'm too careless about clothes, so I have replacement clothes."

"Okay, wait. I'm sorry. Really. I understand that the witches are much more upset than they seem."

Harrige says.

It was a soothing, slightly stunned face.