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

Lower the tub and wipe the Raugh's warm feet with a cloth.

As he was wrapped in a thick quilt, double or triple, Raoh's voice came down from above.

"Do you not ask who your concubine is?"

"I've been with Raugh,

In response to Rose, Raouw lowered his eyebrows as he had trouble.

The neatly lowered eyebrows, which are neatly arranged without any inconsistency, look terribly disproportionate and innocent.

What a princess, who usually lets many things go.

But now, there is no maid or servant, and the only thing that protects her is a single apple-colored robe. It would not have been easy to come to such a place alone.

"Would you like to ask? But basically, the witch doesn't pry or say anything to the visitor to this hermitage. I have a compelling wish that can't be helped. ''

Rose knows nothing but her name.

You don't have to say what trouble you have, what you have hope for.

Rose just makes the requested medicine.

She said she was trying to comfort Lau, but she felt different in her heart.

"Is it possible to have a drug that distorts a person's heart if he has a compelling wish?"

The expression, which even seemed to be meticulous, had turned into a mock one. To the touch, it seems cold.

It was an expression that people often used when despising the witch's secret drug.

Rose has received such words several times before.

There is no way. For a person who can't use magic, the witch's secretion will feel very fragrant.

It's the same as those who can't manipulate the sword swear that the sword is sneaky and remember the fear.

"If so, do you hesitate to give a pharmacist medicine to a sick person who wants to live earnestly and dies?"

"Do you say it's the same as a pharmacist?"

"Personally, nothing changes. What has a special effect on the mind and body. That's medicine."

Lau also distorted his face as confused.

My cheeks are going to cry like I'm starting to cry.

"And for the witch, everyone who comes to this hermitage is an important customer of the rich man (...)"

The rich man can be heard with a loud voice.

Lau started a small blow. Open his big mouth and laugh, "Oh haha."

"Yes, everyone (), important, customers?”

"Yes, of course."

I said that I wanted to laugh, but for some reason I feel like I was laughing at what I missed.

It is unusual for Rose to be as close to the customer as possible. The default is for customers not to open doors and even pull chairs.

But Raugh had the power to attract people who wanted to do something.

Laughing down to his tears, Raouw went down and talked to Rose.

"My concubine wanted your medicine."

Rosé nods herself so that she does not miss any of her thoughts in her confession.

When Rauc rejected the witch's secret, he rejected not the witch or the witch's secret, but the human mind seeking it.

It is not surprising that he is himself.

"In the not-too-distant future, the concubine will marry. It's far away. It's a distant place. It's a place that I've loved and protected all the time. I'll never step on it."

It was a voice as if spitting out the passion that had accumulated in my chest.

Raouw changed his tone to control his excitement.

"Somewhere-there was an intention to conquer for the house, but it's often a poor estimate, and one of them will determine my whole future. It was just important.

"--Let's ask?"

"Oh, listen. The concubine wanted someone to listen."

The hand of the girl who has been squeezed has not yet become feminine. Rose gently hangs his robe over his shoulder.

"The wife to marry is a widow over forty (...). Oops, it's really confidential. Just knowing that these words and concubines know, the four heads fly roughly."

Raou shows his double-edged teeth and laughs, as he has time to spare.

"... I'm prepared and ready to go, but I'm afraid just to imagine life there. I wanted to have-yes, the concubine wanted a witch, you make-"

It's a love potion.

Rose glanced at the words spelled by the coral lips.

Although it is a drug that is originally in high demand, it has been closely related recently.

"If you look as good as Raugh, your witch's secrets will be blurred."

"What, not to use to fall in love"

"e?"

"The concubine uses it to fall in love."

"For, do you fall in love?"

"Even if my concubine loves a man ... whatever there might be, I guess I'll do my best, even if I have no friends and never see my family again--whatever happens, no matter what happens But the concubine must remain smiling, and loving a man is the basis for it. "

The fire in the fireplace shook Rau's eyes.

Is there a heavier object on the shoulder of a small roo wrapped in a worn-out rosé robe? In such a year, Rose couldn't find any words to Rau, who had to marry in such a place.

"Even if I give my name or my body, I can't control my concubine freely. So I relied on you. Witch!"

Rose is a witch.

Witches do not belong to the country and are not baptized in churches.

So there was no king or god for Rose.

But now, for the first time, Rose feels like seeing the light of something close to such beings.

It seemed so proud that they relied on the witches who despised and used the witch's secrets for their purposes-hopefully.

"... I'm honored."

"Well done"

Roux smiled at Rose's words spilling out of her heart.

"Oh, it's refreshing when I've talked about everything. It's my first time to open my mind and talk to people. I've walked on my favorite path, I've been alone-it's my first time. `` And if I was a little sloppy, the sun was suddenly falling. ''

Lau has a sunny smile.

It's a way to live alone, in contrast to Rose, who was always alone.

However, to envy her way of life, she listened a little too much.

As he heads to the kitchen to brew tea, he hears a bell ringing a clink and a visitor.

Is it a customer again? Somehow today is a very noisy day.

Looking into the dark forest from the window. The customer was grateful to have a lantern, so we could immediately tell who he was.

"Law. It looks like you're familiar. Please refuse, so please wait indoors."

"Are you familiar? I understand."

Closes the front door, leaving the raut who nodded obediently.

Rose took the lantern to the boat. Attach a lantern to the bow and row the oar slowly with familiar hands.

Then Harrige finds a rose from the forest and shakes his hand.

"Rosé! I came out and was saved. What to do because I don't have a boat?"

"Please calm down, sorry, but today-

"I'm sorry but urgently needed. Are there any medicines or fortune-telling to search for lost items? If you don't have enough tools or materials, you'll soon--"

Harrige, who was suddenly rushing in the middle of the night and talking to Rose, stunned about what had happened, lost his words on the way.

Following the eyes of Harrige to see what happened this time, the entrance of the hermitage is open.

"Hey"

A girl illuminated by the faint light leaking from the hermitage stood in the garden.

While waving his red robe, he is waving his hand.

"... like Villaura"

The sighs of anger sighed and the names that should not be heard spilled out of Harigge's teeth, which were tightly bitten.

No matter how much you don't belong to the country, you know somewhere near the forest where you live-in other words, your neighbor's name.

Even more so if it becomes a royal family.

"... about what I'm looking for"

"I'm sorry. I no longer need it."

Looks like it. Rose quietly shut her mouth.