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

During the absence of Harriage, it was hard to say that Rose was comfortable.

Especially in winter, there is less pharmaceutical and field work than usual.

I sometimes do it during winter when animals and vegetation are sleeping, but none of them are motivated.

Coupled with being less busy, you have more time to think.

Suddenly, remembering a gray-haired man, he slammed his head against the wall to keep his evil.

In addition, once every two days, Safina recalls his master, even if he couldn't help.

It's ridiculous, and every time the bell rings, I can't control my expectation that "maybe she's probably today."

I never thought that love would make me so weak.

When Harriage returns and says goodbye to Safina, this strange time should be forgotten immediately.

That is the only hope.

Nothing is upset anymore, I want to gently rot to the lake.

Realizing that he was overkill, Rose rushed out. In winter, the sun is short and the mind tends to be dark.

Gather the fallen leaves and branches of the garden and bake the potatoes while exhaling at the fingertips that bite.

He stared at the thin smoke rising to the heavens.

How did you do that? When I noticed, the forest was noisier.

Apparently, the children in the village are playing in the forest.

Try your eyes. I was excited.

The children who were playing in the forest were previously throwing sludge at Rose.

These are bold children. The witch's retaliation is not scary.

However, looking closer than necessary to the pier, you may not be completely afraid.

Rose was a little mischievous and took potatoes out of fallen leaves.

Raise the potatoes stuck on the stick high.

The children stopped and looked at this.

Although they are gathering with each other, they are not approaching from a certain place.

I want potatoes, but it seems scary to come directly to the witch.

Rose stands up. The children fled as if they had seen strange insects and hid in the forest.

Go to the pier, spin the reels and cruise the boat. I put the roasted potatoes on the boat and returned to the forest again.

After watching for a while, the children are not approaching.

Rose returned to hermitage, saying she had to do some housework.

In the evening, I remembered the sweet potato and went to see the boat.

***

-Chillin

The long-awaited bell rang just a month after Harriage set off.

Safina visited yesterday.

Today is not the day when Safina comes because it is once every two days. Besides, Safina doesn't visit at night.

The rumbling of the chest cannot be suppressed.

Peel off the quilt and get out of bed. I can't afford to even wear footwear and my soles are cold.

At night in the winter forest, silence comes as if all living things were asleep.

The night sky spreads over the winter-covered forest, and clear stars are scattered around.

The lake, reflecting the bright stars, glowed as if the jewelry box had been turned upside down.

I loved roses since I was a child, whether it's a luxurious star in the sky or a lake that turns pink in the morning sun at dawn.

Gently slide the curtain with your fingertips.

Someone is standing on the pier.

It is probably not on fire and wearing dark winter clothing. You can't see the color of your hair from a hazy starlight.

But Rose was familiar.

I thought he must be.

It was very similar to the silhouette I always looked through this window.

Rose holds his chest down. It is painfully painful.

I have no time to be surprised by my long-awaited self.

I wanted to see my face early and I couldn't help.

He added paper and firewood to the fireplace, which had been set on fire, as he was sleeping and scuffing his hair. And it stopped.

Why isn't he on fire?

Harrige always brought a lantern.

Lighting a thick candle that nobles would choose to steal.

Looking back at the window, it seemed that I was already in the boat. There is no light on the bow of the boat.

Just forgot?

A lantern to illuminate the road at night?

It's so ridiculous that you can think and laugh at yourself.

I had a bad feeling.

In the unlikely event that he did not turn on the lights to prevent roses, Harrige would not have stood on the pier.

He knows. Standing on the pier, the bell rings at the witch's house.

Rose looked at the window again.

I could not see the boat.

He seems to be changing course rather than being lost in the darkness of the night. Instead of putting a boat on the pier of Kojima, he is trying to hide away from somewhere.

Foreboding turns into confidence.

Rose moves to the shelves and catches jumbles and small bottles.

-Palin!

My hands shook from tension and impatience, and I dropped some small bottles.

The sound of breaking glass resounds in the darkness of the night.

The spine freezes.

People coming from outside will have noticed that the witch is awake.

If you can't hit it unexpectedly, Rose has almost no chance.

Witches' secrets are far from versatile, and there are steps to fulfilling their wishes. I can't expect much time or kindness to take that step.

Giving up fighting, Rose turns the rug under the bed.

Remove the floor boards and sneak into the prayer room.

Reach as far as possible and trim the lugs so that they do not look unnatural.

The more you think you need to hurry, the harder your fingers move.

There is a rattling noise outside the house.

Rose gives up cleaning the rug and closes the tabletop.

The small basement, which has no bed, is dark.

Kill your breath, shrink, hold yourself tight with both hands.

The sound of the heart pounding seemed to be near my ears.

There is a rattling sound from above.

As for what sound, the trembling of Rose was transmitted to the baking sheet. Know that you were so scared.

This has not always been the case.

Nevertheless, I felt so much fear that I had never felt before.

Maybe it's because Rose wants to live.

He also wants to eat delicious apples with him.

Rose closed his eyes tightly and bowed his head.

When I thought the entrance door was rattling for a while, I heard a slow opening sound.

I could unlock it from outside. After all, it seemed to be a suspicious person.

A suspicious person was allowed to enter from the entrance.

The witch's house where successive witches have grown, protected, and cherished-in Rose's house.

I was scared, sad, and my teeth grew.

Each time a suspicious person walks, the floor makes a squeaking sound.

--Katsun Guy Katsun Guy Guy

There is a sound of a suspicious person approaching. Rose had no idea what the witch's hermitage had to do.

For a while, the suspicious person began walking around the house.

Probably because of no lights.

Sometimes there is a sound of kicking or dropping something. Each time, the suspicious person curses with a low voice. Of course, the voice was unfamiliar. All those voices reach the basement with anger.

"Oh. No witch. I heard that she was a young woman, so I thought it would be fun."

I don't know what he wanted to enjoy, but it's probably not lucky for Rose.

"I'm sorry. I'm the only one. I'm thinking that there is more because I'm selling drugs on a large scale."

With a frustrating voice, a chirping metal sound is heard. Apparently, they have been aiming for drug sales.

The price for the two pills received from Harrige is right here-under Rose's butt. He was hiding it in the basement of the bag he received because it was a lot of money.

My body trembles.

It seems that the pile of coins laid under the buttocks was displaced.

Charin, and the metal sound resounds.

“…… what?”

Rose held his mouth with both hands.

If not, screams were likely to leak.

A man's voice is approaching. Guy and floor boards squeak.

"Are you there?"

The voice alone revealed that the man was smiling vile.