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

"And, for now, get away."

Rose suggests that he might calm down physically, but Harrige reluctantly shook his head.

"I've tried many times before, but I can't leave."

The drug you took shouldn't have been an adhesive, right?

Rose immediately rushes into Harrige's sad face.

Harrige whispers in a shrieking voice, holding Rosé, who has not yet caught up with the situation.

"More than Harryge."

"I can't do it."

"If it's working, then only while the medicine is working"

I only want you to call my name while the medicine is working.

He said he was making a concession. Even if you accidentally take a love potion, your eyes will not disappear from above.

Rose couldn't say anything, even though he could say so much in his mind. The warmth embraced by Harriage and the fact that he is deeply compassionate have aggravated Rose's heart.

"ask"

The voluminous voice is incredibly weak.

If Rosé didn't call her name, Harrige would have died so sadly that she would die.

Harrige's fingertips holding Rosé are tensed, as if nervous. Rose broke to the touch of his back.

"Then, with Harige ..."

"Rose ..."

If you think that you were hugged tightly, you can match the amount with the amount. From the places where we touched, we felt like electricity was running.

In an instant, Rose blushes. Harriage's familiarity melts.

Rosé closed his eyes tightly, unable to withstand Harriage's throat close enough to touch his nose.

"--Rose, that's bad."

Rose, unsure what went wrong, gently opened one eye and looked into Harriage.

Harige, moisturizing her eyes with heat, narrowed her eyes and stared at Rose.

The eyes alone tell how much he is looking for a rose.

Harris gazes at Rose, groaning in pain. And lick your own lips so as to fool your thirst.

The tongue licking included the sex appeal so that the hair of the whole body seemed to stand upside down.

"Please keep your eyes open."

I see. Rose nodded.

I nodded as my neck grew.

However, the face is still close. Rose turns his eyes with all his might.

"If you escape, you'll want to chase."

"Such killing!"

Then cry, Rose stretches his arm as far away from Harrige as possible.

However, no matter how much they struggle, they are only slightly separated because their cheeks are firmly grasped.

As she tried to break out of Harriage's custody with tears, Rose noticed that someone was behind the window.

The eyes meet perfectly.

There were three children.

Children who threw sludge at Rose before and brought home the roasted potatoes.

I suppose I got on a small boat so far.

There must have been a boat in the forest where the safinas returned. Surely she thought she was alone and must have come closer.

He put his finger on a wooden frame to see if he was stretching, and looking through the window.

The six eyes were staring enough to make a hole.

The children ran away at a glance when Rose saw what he saw.

Rose, who had stopped moving, fluttered and rampaged.

"Well, what are you doing ?! Damn it! Dumb! Dumb! Dumb !!"

"cute"

"It's not cute! Damn it! It was seen by the children! I will be told!

"I want you to take responsibility."

"It's a real idiot! It's a medicine to take away such words from people like you! This is it! It!

I was so upset that I couldn't help but speak out.

Rose was almost kissed by her unrequited love, was told she was cute, was hugged, was seen by others, and vocalized, Rose had already let go of the reins.

"Uh, uh ... oh uh ..."

When he noticed, he cried and cried like a child.

From the deep forest of the color and eyes, flaky To endlessly without tears spilling.

"Uhh, uhh ... uhh ..."

"Please, do whatever I can. I won't cry."

Seeing the crying rose, he is in deep trouble. When he put his hand on Rose's shoulders, Harrige looked into his face.

Rose cried, crying with a runny nose.

"Immediately, come back insanely, please."

"I'm sane."

Rose buried his face in his sleeved robe and wept.

I can't be so sane. It's still believable that a drunk says "not drunk".

"Well, go away, please ..."

Rose says sobbing. Harrige carved a deep wrinkle between his eyebrows and exhaled a large breath, slowly letting go of his shoulders-instantly surrounding Rose in his arm.

"No, this is the limit."

“Anything! I'll do anything! I told you!”

My grandmother has never said anything like this.

But Harige seems to love even such a rose.

The finger crawls on the cheek of Rose who keeps crying in the extreme state.

"Is it really useless?"

Harrige bent his knees and looked up at Rose. The dark blue eyes with long eyelashes shake nervously.

Rose can only glare at Harrige, who knows how to use her face.

"Did you stop crying?"

"Customer"

"Hariju"

"Ha, Harrige-sama won't put up with you so I won't stop crying

Rose refutes while sipping his nose.

However, Harrige frowned with disappointment.

"Don't be stupid. I'm patient enough to be praised by a hundred if you have a hundred."

"Where is it?"

"I'm dying to touch you as you please"

Harije is staring at Rose with a serious expression that would be cut off if touched.

His gaze, though not cold, was terribly sharp and mysteriously quiet.

Seeing that he was holding down the burning magma hard, Rose held his breath.

Harrige embraces Rose, who has lost his strength.

"What happened"

"... the waist has come off."

There was a storm in my heart.

With such eyes, Rose never even imagined the day when he would be staring.

Even if it was due to the drug, it was a very stimulating language for Rose, who had been crushing Harrige for four years.

"Huh? ... No, I'm sorry. Did you look terrible? I'll support you, sit down."

Harrige sat by the wall, holding a weak rose.

Harrige, with his rose sitting on his thigh, gently pulls the rose. Rose leans on Harrige as prompted.

"Are you okay?"

Rose nodded. Harige slowly and repeatedly strokes Rose's head at his chest.

It's definitely not Harriage's patience earlier.

Rose had a clear recollection of what a bad condition he had after drinking just two drops.

At that time, gently place your hand on the aching uterus.

Harrige resists and endures the love potion to keep Rose from fear. By design, Rose is shouting, crying and angry, making the air so ridiculous.

Happiness goes around the whole body.

Rose did not know such happiness.

I was surprised, confused, and angry, but I love roses too.

Harry, who likes Rose for a time with medicine, is so different.

I'm not happy, there is no reason.

If only this one time, I want to soak in the happiness that survives.

As Rose rose silently, Harry's throat buddha moved.

"Rose. I'll ask you, I want you to never sleep in front of me."

Harriage's whispering voice was infused with invisible sweetness.

Rose opened his eyes swiftly and nodded.

Harris smiles bitterly because Rose is shaking so fast.

"Do you talk? I'm more distracted than standing still."

"Let's do so"

Rose fully agreed.

Rose revisited a little and twisted himself unconsciously to improve his comfort. Then, somehow, Harryge, who was in a hurry, instantly restrained Rose's body with both arms.

"……that?"

"I apologize for being uncomfortable, but I'll ask you to stay still."

Rose began to lean on why he had to be apologized, and Rose knew where he was sitting. Should be uncomfortable. This was on Harry's thigh, which was very tight.

"Nah ..."

Harrige, who once had a rose that was about to rampage, crossed his head. Then, before Rose's protest is heard, he sits on his knees again.

"It will be easier to sit down than before."

That's not the case, but it's no use saying anything. Rose wisely chose silence.

"At this time, can I hear what I was interested in?"

"……here you go"

Rose replied, exhausted.

"From four years ago, you said you knew me. Why did you know?"

"Why do you want to know that?"

"I'm interested. I want to know if you knew me as an object of contempt, were you indifferent, or did you like me a bit?"

Harrige's voice from above regains his usual calmness.

But from the heart of Harrige's face, Rose felt his heart pulsing at a tremendous rate.

You can see that he listens to each word of Rose.

In order to hide her red face, Rose burrows her face in Harrigue's chest.

"I saw it in the city. She was dressed in blue and knew that she was a knight.

"Did you talk about something?"

"No, nothing to talk about"

"So I remembered it well."

Harry's heartbeat accelerated.

Rose looked down further and answered, "Hey."