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

"here"

Tara, who was walking in front, stopped.

Tara's plump fingers twist the knob on the simple door. When prompted, it was a simple room, unlike the luxury of the corridor.

It's too simple with just a sober bed and closet and a small desk.

The room is much smaller than the hermitage, but clean so you don't have to throw away things on the bed to sleep. There is a small window from which the sun seems to enter.

Tara opens the closet. On the pole were several nicely ironed outfits hanging.

Tara successively puts on a rose body a dress of rustic fabric, but in a soft shade like a young girl wears.

"I have five servants with a rose. My husband does most of my own work. It doesn't take much hand-keep her face up."

Rose, looking at Tara's hand, faces as he is told.

"The gardener is four times a month. There are horsemen who go there, but there is nobody. All men can drive the carriage, so when you are told to do something distant, you can get permission from Mr. Safina. If you do, you can get a carriage. "

"Yes"

"I don't have a lot of colleagues, so I can remember it soon? Rose is the back pot of a child on maternity leave.

It was a cream-colored dress that was handed to Rose. Light blue florets are scattered. A blue apron, hand-made neckerchief stuffed into the chest, and a hood made of the same dough were also handed.

"I can't be ashamed of my husband. I'm gonna wear a rose too. I'll put the same size clothes in the closet later in the afternoon and formal clothes."

"Yes"

"Please change your clothes and come back to the kitchen. There's a young lady from today, so I'm doing it."

――A young lady is coming from today.

After hearing the words, Rose was finally able to grasp the current situation. In other words, Rose seems to have been mistaken for a newly hired servant who should have come early today.

Apparently, a real rose is greeted at this mansion as a guest.

Tara makes a mysterious look at the relieved rose.

"Be aware that Rose works here too."

Tara stopped her words and lowered her eyebrows as if she was a little lost.

"... The young lady who comes from today is a witch."

Rose was listening without changing her expression, but she was quite surprised.

He didn't expect Harrige to tell his servants that he was a witch-except for Safina, who had already been identified.

――I'm true, can I stay with him as a “witch”?

No matter how many times she told her that she was not greeted at this mansion as a lady, Rose's anxiety remained.

It was completely because of my unboiled sake, but Rose had no idea where to stand in this mansion.

Rose had a reluctant mind to say that the owner of the house's suitor couldn't help shuffling the animal's liver while dragging the robe.

Since he couldn't carry it, he didn't bring any cooking utensils and wouldn't start mixing here, but while in the mansion, Rose was prepared to pretend to be a decent human, and Harrige's tolerance I'm impressed.

"I think it's okay because my husband chose me, but I don't think it's okay, but I'm not going to get angry or hurt you, otherwise you'll be able to turn it into a frog with a cane swing "

Only powerful witches of ancient times would be able to use such powerful magic, but Rose nodded firmly.

Tara laughs as if she was relieved of her anxiety to others.

The fear of the witch still seems to have it. But he seems to trust Harriage enough to overturn it.

Tara, who was about to leave the room, looked back at the immovable Rose with her dressing, and returned a kiss.

"I'm not going to be stuck at all. And what is it? It's so thin ... couldn't you just eat it in the old mansion?"

Tara, who has shortened the distance, grabbed Rose's cheeks. Shake right or left and look at Rose's face.

"I can't help being bitter with this face."

Tara pulled down Rose's dress at once. Rosé, who hasn't been there recently, hasn't been surprised to say anything about her undressing experience.

"Isn't it nice that the wife in front of the house was a good one. It was a great recommendation letter. I decided on one shot without an interview with a butler's safina. I worked well. My husband will pick me up even after my child returns. ''

Tara puts her clothes on a rose that just stands like a mannequin.

"Rose seems to have been hired as a maid with a young lady, but as I said, the number is small. I've got to do all the work, including protecting the fire, cleaning, washing, cooking and buying. It will be "

It felt like it took less than a few seconds before I finally pushed the neckerchief to my chest. Tara strikes Rosanne's chest as if to signal the end.

"Every year, the next day of the Starry Night Festival, I will give my servants a rest and presents. Such a good husband will not hesitate to look anywhere, and she is extremely cool. It's good to do my best-but you I'm not going to fall in love. "

Rose stares sharply, and Rose stretches his back.

There was no way to reply, yes or no.