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

In the middle of a witch's hermitage surrounded by a lake, cross her pestle and turn it around.

A mortar firmly held by the feet conveys a slight vibration to Rose.

"Awful. I rubbed too much."

The material of the witch's secret drug was too small from the desired shape.

Prior to the apparent failure, Rose threw himself on the floor.

Bubbly and dust dance.

"Make the wrong medicine ... for how many years"

When he just took over the name of the "Witch of the Lake", he was dying for failure, but recently he has been able to do a satisfactory job himself.

Rose knew exactly what went wrong.

"If you get married ..."

He was completely dominated by the words he heard from Harriage in the morning.

I always take care of the fields and get used to it. This was my first experience and Rose was puzzled by herself.

"I want you to marry me"

When Harrige said, he denied Rose, who appeased, saying, "I'm still being swayed by drugs." Even now, does that say that the words were due to the effect of the love potion?

Rose didn't consider the possibility at all. Rose, who has lived without being in contact with people, may have understood with his head that he lied to a lie, but couldn't keep his real feeling.

Rose took the confession from Harige who was serious and glanced from the top, surprisingly naturally and seriously. He might have touched Harige's kindness too much to consider his courtship a play of nobility.

He naturally believed in Harriage's words, just like imprinting.

That's why Rose's words couldn't be believed by Rose.

But for a moment, if you think of yourself as being "shallow" in the belief of Harriage, you will feel stupid.

Going ahead, he stops at a little bit and laughs at Rose who blindly believes in him.

Rose trusted Harriage. I wanted to believe it.

It is myself who came to the conclusion.

And it is up to you to take responsibility for the consequences.

Whether to doubt or to believe-what is right, Rose has lost his confidence.

"... Let's go home today."

If you stay here any more, you just waste material.

Standing up with no power, dust rose from the floor. Rosé left the hermitage without the willingness to strike the dust, leaving the robe hem dyed gray.

Outside, the sun was about to fall to the edge of the mountain. Not half of what we were doing today.

Rose alternately looks at the lake, which is colored in red, and the room, which is more scattered than usual, and drops his shoulders.

Close the door and turn over the sign. With the key hanging from his neck, Rose picked up the oar and was surprised and rounded his eyes.

Harrige stood at the border between the pier and the forest.

Even though he went to the hermitage together, he was shocked to be there, who had never come to pick him up.

Something that had to come to pick you up might have been a mansion. Rose rowed the boat with a feeling of departure.

"What happened?"

He had no expression, but his voice was impatient. Harrige feels the impatience of Rose and slowly shakes his head.

"Since it was off duty today, I just came to pick me up."

Greeted. Rose is surprised and hardened for a moment.

It's a terrific world line that a favorite person comes to pick me up. In the future, which Rose envisioned vaguely, there was no such event.

Forgetting that he was suspicious of him, Rose opens his mouth to hide himself, who was almost shy.

"If it was a day off, he increased his work," he said.

Harrige shook his head at Rose, who thought that he would not return the escort subject alone, even on a day off.

"No, I'm not worried about him because I had a knight waiting around the house."

Even a man who is covered in bird droppings seems to have a sense of being a prince. Then Harrige, after chatting with a friend, leaves it to the escort and can do it slowly.

Rose noticed that Harige was staring at Rose's feet. Apparently, he was looking at the hem of a robe that had been left dirty.

Rose disguises her face and wipes off the buns and dirt by hand.

"--Is it okay today?"

"What's good?"

"Do you want to return?"

"Yes, even if you stay there any more-"

Because it doesn't work. He closes his mouth.

I wasn't confident enough to answer the question. Harige distorted her face, thinking of what rose to stop.

"Isn't Yashum saying something?"

Rose was surprised that he was still worried about it. I don't want to worry, I just say it.

"No. He is nothing."

"Well, me?"

Rose couldn't respond immediately.