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

I slept soundly.

I slept so much that I was stupid.

The next morning, Rose was alone on the bed. At the end of the mouth there is a drooling feel.

Outside the window, a bird coming from the forest to play is shouting with his wings flapping. From the morning with chu-kun. from morning! With Chunchun!

Rose woke up in the worst mood and was in the best physical condition he hasn't seen recently. His body is light and his head is refreshing. I wasn't aware, but maybe I was the limit.

I didn't want to know that I could be so weak.

Rose, who had always been strong, exhales a crying thought on her pillow with a sigh.

"Is it up?"

"Hey!"

Harryge came out from behind the screen. The body shakes with a surprise.

I fell asleep in front of him as I was spoiled.

I would have never snored, but I was uneasy and unbearable. But there is no courage to hear.

"Thank you for your inconvenience, please ..."

"I'm so nervous. Dress up and get up slowly."

The witch doesn't have a good dressing up, but she checks her face with a magic mirror that was thrown at the bedside. After wiping off the eyes and drooling, the hair was tied with a hand.

From the screen, come out a little.

He moved his nose. Needless to say, this house has a better smell than ever before.

"If you come out, sit in a chair."

"Hey"

Like a junior soldier following his superior, Petapata and Rose take a trot to the table.

What was messed up on the table was neatly arranged on the floor. There is a walkway for people to walk and a space for people to eat.

Sitting terribly, what happened in just one night. Then a plate with sandwiches was placed on the table. Rose breathes involuntarily.

"This is ----- !! What is it?"

"I baked the fish caught in the lake with the remaining apple butter the other day and sandwiched it in the bread I kept. I've done it properly. -Bread is slower to eat. Are you eating properly? "

Rosé shook his head like a ponko, with words lined up uncertainly where he could go. I didn't know that there was fishing equipment in my home, that Harrige wasn't so good at fishing, and that she was in good health with a stock of ingredients.

"It looks delicious ... this kind of breakfast ... incredible ..."

The smell of breakfast and the smell of the witch's house blend in.

"This is like grandma."

"What?"

Harig looked at her with a startling look at the words she spilled. Shake his head in a hurry.

It was as if my grandmother was alive.

Around the witch's house where the morning light flew, around a hot breakfast with birds.

Rose was still young and was always sitting at the breakfast table rubbing her sleepy eyes.

Her grandmother was criticized for her ragged hair, and she spoke to her soup.

I didn't remember that for many years.

The mind that was stopped is starting to move freely and arbitrarily with only one action.

He knows that he will regret later, but gives him the time he feels happiest ever.

"Thank you. I slept slowly. And until breakfast ..."

Before you can finish saying, the cup is thoroughly at hand. The brewed tea smelled like rose tea.

Did he brew while remembering that song?

I'm happy, I want to cry, I'm dying.

"It will be a feast ..."

"Ah"

Harrige, sitting in the front seat, also has a cup.

Rose knew before breakfast that it would be the best breakfast of his life.

***

After finishing the breakfast, Rose immediately began working on pharmaceuticals.

The love that hurts more painfully than the first time is pretended to be unseen. Carefully take out the rest of the mixture you made last time and pour in the last material, the moonlight.

Puwan, light dances and is completed.

The moment the witch's secret is completed.

"Please, please-love medicine."

Harige stared, stunned, at the freshly squeezed pills that rose protruded.

"... No, not early?"

"At the time of my previous order, I made a large amount of the mixture, so the rest was just adjustment."

Harrige has a very indifferent expression that he does not understand or understands in the description of Rose.

"Materials were collected by customers almost the last time, and the price is fine.

"What brought me things by myself was what I liked. I would like to pay for it, but I don't have it right now."

"I know"

Witch secrets are expensive.

Rather, I thought I had a good deal the other day.

"Worse-last night, the princess's migrant shelter hastened. She will leave the country next week to deliver it to the border."

"Oh, I'm just glad that the medicine was completed. I didn't mind the price."

Now, Harrige turns his eyes to see incredible things, as he pushes the pills as soon as he takes them home.

"Have you ever been told that you are heartless ...?"

In the first place, the witch does not build a bond that is thought to be heartless.

There is no face-to-face and no conversation with the customer.

The last time I handed the medicine, I really felt it was impossible.

Spend more with Harriage.

That's why I spend my days and eat together.

I'm hard to leave, I'm hard to release. I'm so ridiculous that such a miraculous and happy day should continue.

Rose may not be able to clear this tablecloth that was easily cleared during this time.

Such a thing is not allowed for a witch.

"I've been alive and told me that I've always been sorry-I'm a little rude."

Rose stopped his words because he heard a familiar sound with Chirilin.

Looking through the window, I saw a figure in the forest.

The two men seemed to be talking face to face.