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

"I have been waiting for you. The promised medicine has been completed."

With an office tone and look, Rose bowed deeply.

Harige starts to open the door and stops at the front door, holding the doorknob.

"This is a love potion you have requested. Please check it."

A small bottle was taken out of the robe.

Put it on your pure white hands and stick out.

"According to the traditional method, it is specially formulated and made with certain magic. It stimulates the mind and body strongly and has the effect of increasing sexual desire."

Close the door behind him and raise his eyebrows.

"But, of course, the aphrodisiac effect is a by-product. The person who took the love potion loves the person who gave it for half a day. The result of love from the bottom of the heart, from the bone marrow, from the core of the soul , Human needs originally swelled, lack of suppression of libido-"

"I see, I understand. The topic is even better."

Harrige is impatient and receives Rose's medicine, and sits down in his usual seat.

Don't hesitate to put your luggage on the table.

"I said half a day. Is the period so short?"

Harriage wasn't very happy, despite the medicine he had been waiting for.

Did you not like the effect? They ask for such expensive drugs without checking. Rose secretly bent her navel.

"As I said, what I used for half a day loves what I used, more than anyone in the world. Even more so than the teacher who begged to teach day and night, than my child who contained milk-such a memory will remain forever, a stain that will not disappear on the mind, body, and life, and will grow and grow Continue. "

"I see ... how to use it?"

"Let the love medicine be taken with the body fluid of the user. It is common to drop the medicine in a glass that you have attached and let the other person drink it."

"I see. I will never accept a glass from someone in the future."

Harrige joked and laughed.

Rose smiled for the first time today, so he forgot that he was bending his navel.

Because it's the last time we can meet Harrige today.

For the past four years, I have never met the city by chance.

If so, I'll never meet you again in the city.

Rose stands here with a determination to break with him.

When he tightly ties his lips and raises his enthusiasm, Rose catches his wardrobe.

"If you are worried about its efficacy, this sample for trial works only once hourglass ..."

"Why do you drink?"

"Huh? @ I'm drinking ?!"

Too surprised, Rose stepped on her robe and was almost sick. Clasp the very small vial you have.

"I guess I shouldn't drink"

It is also said naturally. Sure, it's weird that someone trying to fall in love with someone else will fall in love with someone else.

Indeed, it was the first time I was told to be a subject for a drug that works on my mind.

If you tell a lie, you won't be able to check the efficacy of the drug.

Certainly, it is a method that can only be confirmed by Harrige who knows that Rose does not lie.

"Well, that's good ... but it doesn't make much sense to me anyway."

There is no hindrance when Rose, who already loves Harrige, takes the medicine that likes Harriage. Rather, if you look at the rose you took the drug and can be convinced of its efficacy, it's anxious.

"What? Witch's secret medicine has no effect on witches?"

That's not the case, so Rose pretended to have medicine and did not reply.

Harrige looks at the minions of Rose preparing the cup with interest.

Even though it's the usual procedure, my hands are going to go out of tension.

When he finally gave the brewed tea to Harrige, he tilted his neck for a moment saying he couldn't understand the translation.

"what?"

No matter what they say. He should have explained how to use love potions.

"I have to get saliva ..."

As Rose rose uncomfortable, Harrige finally seemed to come to terms. Apparently, when Rose tasted the love potion, he did not think he was the one to fall in love with.

"So that's it"

Harrige took the cup and drank without hesitation.

For this aristocrat, it would be a daily occurrence, such as falling in love with a young girl. She is a woman's enemy.

On the other hand, it was Rose that was shy. Returning to Rose's hands, a cup kissed by a favorite person.

If you do not end this early, it will become more difficult to express without expression.

Put only two drops of love potion in a cup.

When the hourglass was upside down casually, Rose drunk out of tea.

I noticed my failure the moment I saw the bottom of the cup.

"Witch?"

Harry's voice is heard.

The low, sweet voice was like stroking even the hairs of the ears.

He was not licking his skills, the witch's secret.

However, I never thought that I could recruit those who have already fallen in love like this.

――What a wonderful person!

The feelings that were suppressed are overflowing.

――Take care of the witch and always be gentle.

Usually, I feel like I've had a lid on my heart. In front of him, he pretends to be unseen, and when he alone thinks back, he is satisfied with his pale unrequited love.

Such feelings are now exposed due to medicine.

"What happened"

He seemed suspicious that Rose had not changed.

But even such a voice melts Rose.

I can't help but keep my cheeks from coming loose.

You don't have to buy the medicine, but you don't want to be branded as a bad witch.

He didn't want to miss out on being a witch.

"Aim here"

I can't turn it.

There is no way to hide this.

I had to know that the medicine was working but I couldn't see my face. Rose puts the hood deep and pulls tightly to the chin with the edge.

――I never want to say that I like it.

Rose was neither innocent nor young enough to convey hopeless love.

You can only protect yourself desperately so as not to get hurt.

――I'd just open it again because of the medicine, but I don't have such a feeling. Because I really like it.

"I'm going for it, but don't hide it."

"No, no."

The voice was shaking and trembling to an unreasonable degree.

You may have been surprised by his voice. Harrige's hand stopped trying to force her face up.

"Oh ... I see."

It was terrible silence. Too much time flows. It was so quiet that you could hear even the faint sound of the hourglass sand.

Rose was known to be red, not just on his face, but on his ears. The whole body sweats slowly. Just a little movement makes the back of my stomach aching.

"I mean, the witch hall is now. Do you like me?"

――What do you ask?

I could not believe it. Are you stupid? Are you stupid? No, he must have been the worst fucking guy, sorry for horses and deer.

It's not a bit of time to say to a girl who likes you. In particular, Rose is a long-remembered partner.

Even if she kept poisoning her heart as if she was a big fucking shit without delicacy, Rose was the only answer she could give.

"……Yes"

It's a sad reply that doesn't deserve four years of unrequited love.

The weak voice was losing silence and almost disappearing.

However, it seems that Harryge's reply, with his regrets and loving restraints suppressed, was all he could.

He felt breathtaking.

He might be upset because he asks such a stupid question.

No, the effect is important for Harriage.

Whether you like him or not, you'll want to make sure you're there.

No, still. After all, Rose wants to shout that it's a big fucking shit.

After a moment of silence, Harrige gently called out.

"Do you hate touching?"

It wasn't a very loud question, so Rose shook his head and answered. The skin is irritated by that feeling alone, and he is waiting for his fingertips now or now.

Upon confirming Rose's answer, Harrige touched Rose's arm with care, as if touching a princess of a country.

Then lead gently and let Rose sit on a chair.

When Rose is puzzled, both hands are gently removed from the edge of the hood. The touched place became painful. Mouth thirst, unconsciously licking lips with tongue tip.

My hand muscles were trembling as if I was squeezing so hard.

"I'm sorry. Is taking this medicine a burden on my body?"

Seeing a biting hand, Rose finally realized that he was in terrible tension. And that was what Harrige was thinking about.

"... No, just sad."

"painful?"

It was the gentlest voice I've ever heard of Harriage.

I feel such a loving voice as comforting a crying child, as if listening to a handsome sister's selfishness.

The back trembles. The pleasure that can be called pleasure flows in.

The joy and sadness pierced Rose, and she was spilled tears with so much urge.

"Because you have a favorite person"

The words that I have endured fall down with tears. Once we cut the weir, it was no good. Oh, I like, I like, I like, I like.

Hidden in tears, the love that was endured overflows.

Harrige hastily removes the handkerchief.

"Why do you think so"

"Why did you come to buy love pills?"

Focus on your eyes tightly. She was crying because of crying, and it was like a spoiled voice.

I didn't want to show myself this way.

Chew your lips tightly. Sobbing leaks through the gap in the lips.

With a lost face, Harrige wiped Rose's tears with a handkerchief.

I want to cling to my gentle arm, just hug him with my instinct, I want to fill even a little gap.

I want you to touch, hold me, and kiss me.

But I can't say that.

Rose shakes his head with great effort.

"No, don't. Don't be kind. Don't expect."

"What the hell ... this drug is--

When Harrigues stopped talking, he clenched his teeth.

Make a clenched fist, endure something and stare at Rose with a serious look.

"I want you to know. This is not what I use."

Rose looked up with surprise.

The cheeks that are redder than the apples are exposed. The eyes wet with tears are a hot, melted glance, just staring.

Harrige gasped, staring at a locked-in love.

"Is that so?"

Tears roll from the round eyes that are tight.

Harrige, in the eyes of a wet rose, smiled bitterly.

"That's it"

Harrige nodded strongly, probably to help him understand the disturbed rose.

Unexpectedly, Harrige was covering Rose's cheek with his hand without a handkerchief. The place where the palm touches sends the heat. Tickling the nasal cavity is a Harriage scent that you can't get used to.

The deeper part of Rose's heart hurts.

Harige's thick, supple thumb wiped the tears from Rose's eyes.

Unspeakable pleasure rushes into Rose as if to wave.

"……happy"

Rose smiled while looking up at Harrige.

The reddish cheeks change shape.

He put his weight on Harrige's palm and grabbed his hand and pulled his lips. With a joy overflowing from your heart, suck a little.

The warm lips were soft, wet with tears and moist. The feeling of slippery saliva is interesting, and you can enjoy Harij's hand in the soft place inside the lips.

Place your teeth on the back of Harriage's hand. Rose trembles, as if something was a little satisfying.

Rose lifts his face from Harrige's hand. He looks up with his hydrating eyes while rubbing his hand with his fingertips.

Harijge was looking somewhere, stunned.

"Hariju"

His body solidifies.

"Please, just once. Rose."

Harry's stiff hands, reminiscent of years of training, are dear. Rose begged, rubbing the corners of his eyes against his hands.

Incredibly sweet, my voice was melting. I think I can do this, but I can't control it anymore.

"Is it okay to call me?"

Harige's throat buddha goes up and down.

Rose nodded slightly as he wanted.

Rose's affirmation is conveyed to Harige's hand.

――Rose

"Yes"

"Rose"

"Yes"

Smile of sigh only spills. The corners of the eyes are completely melted.

As Rose looked up with an ecstatic expression, Harrige's body moved suddenly.

Harriage turns the hand held by Rose and lifts Rose's face. Also touched on the cheek, Rose exhales a thin, trembling breath from joy.

Harrige slowly turned to Rosé, who enjoyed a pleasant feeling.

Wet breath overlaps.

When your lips are about to touch each other,

"Are you satisfied?"

Harrige's lips were covered by Rose's palm.

The usual calm voice of Rosé with a blank expression echoes in the hermitage.

The last grain of the hourglass was gently flowing down.