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

After eating, Rose stood up to wash dishes. In the evening, you need to wash lightly to go to Asm House. As before, you can't be lazy.

"Well, this is fine."

Rose was turned around as he cleaned up to a level that Harriage would not complain about. And surprised.

"……Sleeping?"

I thought it was pretty quiet, but I didn't think I might be sleeping. In order to prevent it from waking up even if you are sleeping, approach it with your outstretched feet and look into your face.

"... I'm sleeping"

What a dexterity, Harrige was sleeping in a chair.

There is no instability to be balanced by crossing arms or sleeping.

Harrige looked far from restless. He must have been so tired that he had a harsh face until he slept.

Squatting rose leans on his knees.

Rose stares at Harrige's face, whether it's sleeping, harsh, or anyway.

Harrige has always been careful to allow Rose to fit into his mansion in a business that has just been relocated and is unfamiliar. In addition, Rose seems to be working on a completely no-touch wedding procedure.

The number of times we could eat together was also decreasing. That means Harige is very busy these days.

Maybe he was returning home in the first place, and he was quite overwhelmed.

He said he was finally picking up today, picking sweets. But he said he had to return to the castle tomorrow afternoon, so he really didn't have much time to relax.

Anyway, I want you to lie down in bed and take a rest-it's usually impossible to carry Harrige alone. Unless it is a log, it will not be possible to roll. And once you get up, you will never sleep again.

Rose is surprised by the fact that he is not worried about touching Harriage, but is worried about what he does as a result. In particular, she has become accustomed to being near Harrige.

"……good night"

When he muttered, Rose turned her back on the leg of Harriage's chair.

He stretched his arm and picked up a book that had been scattered on the floor, and gently opened it on his knees.

***

Rain is hitting the surface of the lake. Heavy rain shakes flowers and bounces off the ground. The witch hermitage seemed to be floating in a large puddle.

In the cool air, the dry sound of rolling paper splatters.

Rose was reading with his knees up and a book on it.

The nose is close enough to rub against the paper. Unless the face was too close, the room was so dark that the characters could not be followed.

"--Rose?"

I feel like my name was called.

When a vague sound reached his ears, Rose rose.

When I wandered around my gaze, I hit my confused eyes. In the dim room, Harrige, who shines like a star, sat down and looked at me.

"I was sleeping."

"I'm sorry. I was going to wake up before it was so dark ..."

"No, it was bad to sleep"

Rose looked out of the window and was appalled. Behind the windows is a downpour that can be called a storm. I was too focused on reading and I wasn't even aware of it.

"……Rain"

"I can't use a boat in this rain. Wait until it stops."

It was very dark because rain clouds covered the sky.

In this situation, it will be pretty close to night. Since there is no fine clock like the house of Asum, the exact time is not known.

It was helpful that Harrige had refused the pick-up carriage today. In the rain, I was about to wait.

The sound of the rain hitting the thin roof, which is likely to blow away, is loud enough to make it strange that you could not hear it before.

"It's going to be the sea ..."

"Lake is not in the sea"

"I know"

Rose lit the lamp and caught the kitchen. But now it's summer. I didn't buy anything that I could keep and I didn't need to keep it. Not surprisingly, there is no food in this house.

The rain will not stop for a while. In such a case, I thought it would have been better to keep the other half of the pie. Rose was not hungry, but he was sorry to find that those who always ate normally were unable to eat.

Speaking of which, there was a brandy that had been received from a customer but not opened. Looking for brandy, a letter from "R" fell. If you pick up a letter that has been scattered around, it will be scattered again. Thus the room does not stay forever.

We managed to find the brandy and wipe off the dust on the bottle with a robe. With the lamp approaching the label, Rose asked Harriage.

"How is it?"

"Let's get it"

Pour brandy into a plain cup for everyday use and place on the table. Neither a good glass nor a good sofa, but it can't be helped.

The hermitage is small and still scattered, so the only other place to sit is a bed.

"I'm not going to stop right away."

"Yes."

Rose has become a little worried. There are fears of leaks and the possibility that the house will blow off, but if it does not stop, you will not be able to physically go to Asum's house.

If it were still raining, Rose and Harrige would spend the night in this narrow house.

I once had a morning at this hermitage before.

Harige at that time was gentleman. An unknown witch and a noble knight.

But what about now? Harrige doesn't hesitate to touch Rose, and Rose itself can touch itself-

"Oh oh oh"

"What happened"

"Because I was so ignorant, I looked into everything-about marriage."

First, divert your thoughts.

Rose slammed a cup of brandy on the table and went back to a place where he had piled up books he had just bought, and came back with about three books.