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

The sky finishes the clouds thick day by day.

Every day is spelled in a dark gray sky. Strong tree blight removes autumn, and the haze of the morning mixes with the smell of winter. The air piercing the skin signaled the arrival of winter.

We have more customers this year, so we need to make more candles. You'd better buy some more firewood.

I have to remember where the winter quilt ended up.

Rice husks and straws sowed in the fields also wanted to go downtown and exchange them for crops. However, this year, the face of the villager has been broken, so it may be somewhat troublesome.

If you let go of your breath, it will turn white.

Rose runs around in preparation for winter, seemingly unusually busy. Inside and outside the hermitage, sometimes underground, sometimes even in the attic, with dust and spider webs stuck on their heads.

Meanwhile, the sound of a bell that tells Chillin and the guests reaches his ears.

Is Harriage coming again?

He couldn't really understand, but he reordered the love pills and began to get into it again.

Rosé feels like a noble play who has no sense at all, and has recently accepted him with half-joy and half-fear.

Somehow, I feel like I'm playing a card game with my knife flickering in my throat. If you stab, I want you to stab at once.

The love I had for many years was reluctant, which is why my guts were sitting.

Even if I cry at night, saying "Let's stop liking already", I still like it every morning.

Rose holds his luggage and turns his back on the sound of the bell.

Anyway, customers come only Harriage or Tien.

Rose continued to ignore the sound of the bell, as they would come here alone.

By the time I had a break, the area was dim.

The sun shines in the gaps between thick clouds and dyes the edges of the mountains in golden.

Clouds of ginseng color, eggplant color, and silk color dyed with gardenia flow. All of that is reflected off the lake, and one side is vivid.

Rose loved this moment when she felt like she was living in a rainbow.

As I stared at the sky, a cold wind blew through.

The sun set much faster. When he approached the shawl at the neck and tried to enter the hermitage, Rose recalled the visitor who had been visiting during the day.

Speaking of which, no one stopped Rose.

Was it a beast again? However, even for the beast, it was hard to imagine coming to such a place during this busy period before winter.

Then, even if you look inside the hermitage and wonder if you are drinking tea gracefully at the table that has been prepared again, no one is there.

Looking at the forest as if it was a beast, a lump of cloth fell on the pier.

Rose draws the boat, feeling a bit of annoyance. Whip into a tired body and proceed on an akane lake.

When I arrived at the forest, I put on my hood deep. Remove the lantern attached to the bow and call on the bulging cloth.

"Hello-Are you a customer?"

The cloth shouted and moved.

I sigh as if I was a customer.

It has been a long time since the bell sounded. Basically, we do not provide pick-up service, but there are occasional customers who keep waiting. It seems that this customer was waiting while squatting down.

The witch's secret is expensive.

For this reason, the proportion of customers is almost the upper class.

Basically, the servants are brought in, but among the lovers who want something like witch's secrets, there are some lovers who come out on their own.

And those who like it are generally troublesome.

"Hmm ... we're finally picked up"

What follows is a curse or a shout? Rose waited with a serious face.

However, looking into the gaps between the cloths, her eyes were young, but with an intelligent glow.

Standing up silently, Rose and his eyes were about the same. A customer who has shifted his red coat shows his face.

"Is you a witch? I'm not a customer, but I want you to welcome me."

A girl as beautiful as a crystal, as crisp as the winter air. The stupid thing is that the fragrant elegance comes too easily and there is no discomfort.

However, his face was pale and his lips had turned purple.

Probably because he was too long in the forest with light clothes. The cold near the lake is just cold, and even the rosé you are accustomed to need measures.

Rose was guilty of guilt and guided the girl to the hermitage.

"It's a bit messy ..."

I have never cut out the dirtyness of a room like this.

However, the hermitage, which had been enthusiastically agitated, was worse than usual and made me wonder, if not very, that I had to add a word.

During the knitting, he remembers, "This is not the case!" Kick the straw bunch and push it into the corner of the room. Straw was scattered around the room.

Sure enough, the girl is standing up stunned at the entrance door.

However, when the girl was patient, she stepped into the wilderness, looking like a warrior on the battlefield.

The shoes that protruded from the robes remained indoors. Her immediate ones sympathize that they may be turning their eyes.

"I want my concubine to be called Raugh."

Kiriri, the tightened face was slightly nervous, but that did not despise the witch.

"Okay, Mr. Raugh. Please call me a witch."

Rose looked over the room, as she had to secure a place for her to sit.

The usual chairs and tables are very effectively used as "places for temporary use".

Any piled up luggage will collapse if you touch it carelessly. Right now, it doesn't seem to be possible.

The one where the evil hands of the winter preparations did not stretch was Rose's bed.

When the object on top was properly lowered to the floor, the quilt was beaten by hand.

A little dust dances, but it can't be helped. This is a witch hermitage.

"It was cold outside, please."

Lau once looked confused and swam, but nodded with a determined face.

As I passed by, I heard a prayer saying, "God ...", but unfortunately God will not be watching the witch's hermitage.

Rau gently sat down on Rose's bed.

Quilt covers are intricately woven in the same various colors as fallen leaves in the forest.

"... surprisingly, not bad"

"I'm glad you liked it."

The quilt cover was a gift from a customer who liked Rose a few years ago.

Some of the noble people who like Rose's medicine will give you this extra bonus.

Roses that are indifferent to the value of goods are used differently if they can be used, or if they are not used, they are stuck in a storeroom or purchased by Tien.

While Rose added firewood to the fireplace, Raugh pretended to use all his nerves to stroke the quilt cover, but soon opened his mouth unintentionally.

"... Suddenly, you'll be surprised."

"Every customer is always coming to the store suddenly."

Put the kettle and water from the fireplace into the tub. It's just a good hot water. Remove the vial from the cupboard and add the medicine to sprinkle on your neck before the date. This medicine smells like a relief.

Rose put a steaming tub gently under Raou's feet.

"Are you a little rude?"

"Good"

Perhaps he had crushed his nostrils, but such air did not show any dust, and Laue nodded.

Rose gently reaches for Raugh's foot. Gently remove the indoor shoes that have become dirty with mud or grass juice.

The beautiful interior shoes, with their emphasis on decoration, seemed a little inadequate to protect the rau from the winter forest.

As Rose expected, his feet were beautifully trimmed down to one nail, but the color was whiter than the fire ash. It is purple as if congested in some places.

I don't usually know, but it's also a bad aftertaste to watch young girls continue to endure this pain alone. And it doesn't seem to beat the guilt that had been left outside for a long time.

"It would have been so cold"

Dip into the tub water while rubbing the pale roo's feet. When I put the other leg in the water, the water cooled down immediately.

Pour hot water into the cup and add to the tub. Maybe the warmth of his feet warmed him up, and Rauw's cheeks had returned to redness.