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

Thin clouds are flying in the sky like melting indigo. With the sound of insects, the sunset leaves the mountain while dyeing the edge of the mountain golden.

It is autumn.

Such a season when a dry and cold wind starts to blow and Rose wants to wear another piece under the robe.

I have to get ready for winter, but I haven't gotten into it.

"... Did you come again?"

After returning to his home, Rose was somehow led to Safina by a salon.

There he saw Yashm lying on the chaise longue, and the words naturally spilled.

The sun is already gone. Being here by this time would have invited him to the supper.

The fact that most of the servants who normally returned were still running around with patters could be said.

Insects sing and the smell of slightly wet soil reach through the open windows.

Yashm, leaning on the back of the sofa without putting together his long black hair, snapped his nose.

"Noisy, I'm saying, I started going here before you. Newcomers don't come out, thief cats."

Rose looked over the salon.

Apparently there is no Harriage. Perhaps even in the cafeteria, they are giving instructions for preparing dinner.

"--Hey, hey witch"

Called a witch, Rose turned to Jashm.

He felt like he was trying to call him Rose, even though he had previously called him a witch. I don't know why, but he seems to have called her a witch.

"Are you listening properly?"

"what do you want"

Yashm makes a blue streak on his forehead if he tells him he had not heard it.

"So I'm asking if you know the significance of that."

The reason the voice is muted is probably because we don't want to hear from others-Harrige. I don't know why Jashm is here today, but Rose intuitively thought he had come to talk with him.

"Although he is a third son, Harriage is the venerable Count of Heislan, the son of the Asmite family, and asks if he knows what he has sacrificed and chose to be you as a knight. Yes. Marriage with a witch .. If you think about the trick, isn't it the only way to retreat? "

Rose's first look at Yashm was intimidating. Hiding in the voice is a precious spirit and a compassion for Harriage.

Rose chews on Yashum's words and tilts his neck.

"... Huh"

"Huh ?? What's that distracting answer!"

"House……"

When he glanced at Yashm, who had a disgruntled face, Rose said without expression.

"I didn't trust my decision-I thought it was going to be very toothy."

Rose has decided for himself since her grandmother died.

I did what I wanted to do, not what I didn't want to do.

I paid all the money for myself.

Rose couldn't tell if it was good, but it was natural for Rose.

Harij did not despise the way Rose lived.

"I realized that thinking and judging is something you should respect"

Harrige believed in Rose's judgment and determination.

It was a great power for Rose.

I think he can do his best if he believes.

What Yashum says is, of course, that Harrige knows. That is to say, Harrige has already pondered.

If we had to sacrifice something, as Yashm says-if it were to affect more than himself, he wouldn't have taken any judgment.

There was plenty of time if you wanted to get the marriage story offended.

But he kept Rose close by.

Then Rose only stands by him as a witch-and as Rose.

"You ... it's less stupid than I thought."

decided. Since Rose is a witch, she has paid close attention to the treatment of "Witch's Secret Drug", but she swears to her that she would show Yashm painful with a secret drug.

"But if you live in a human--"

"Yashum"

Rose and Jashum looked at the one who shouted. Harrige stood with a bitter look at the door, which was left open.

"Did you drink too much?"

In the eyes of Harriage, Yashm looks ugly.

Then, he suddenly moans at the glass on the side table next to the sofa.

"Oh, that's right."

Rose points to Yashm who has consumed the brandy.

"I was fooled by this person"

"I said I wasn't stupid than I expected."

Harry sighs in a quarrel like a child.

"... Why do you get stuck in Rose just like a child?"

Jashm leaned on the elbow rest of the sofa and opened her hand on her back.

"If you can't forgive one greeting, isn't this something you can't help?"

Following a provocative gaze, Rose refits the hood deeply.

"What is a greeting?"

"I'll do it.

"hand?"

Looking at his hand, Rose remembers.

I just knew that some of the manners of the Marjans could be kissed on the back of the hand.

While trying on the wedding dress, Tara was angry at Tara and kissed her fingertips to calm her anger.

Rose, who had never been introduced as a lady, has no way of knowing how to be a lady.

Although Harrige says, "You can stay a witch," you may still need to learn what you need to be a lady.

If you're next to Harrige, you'll probably encounter this.

I wasn't sure what people would see, but it wasn't Rose's intention to continue shaming him next to him.

Also, learning unknown knowledge is not a pain for Rose.

What he wants to avoid most is that the witch, Rose, will die.

Rose moved his hand.

"It looks like you want."

"It's not me"

Rose tries to kiss Harrige's hand, but grabs his wrist, but is stopped with all his might.

Although it is ants that are close to ants that learn courtesy, it is pears within pears that kisses Yashm at his fingertips, albeit imitated.

No matter how much of his strength, Harrige's arm did not move. Such Harige is cool again.

Seeing the two in play, Jashm held his head.

"It's good, good.

He didn't intend to flirt, but rose away from Harrige.

I'm not used to making fun of my lover.

"It's absolutely ... so friendly. It's when and where you met."

I was excited. Harrige came to Rose because of the orders of his former master, Yasm's younger sister Billaura.

But Harige must honor his former master, and Rose must protect his guests.

Rose is a witch. The witch does not lie.

Then I had to answer this question without leaving any distrust.

You may not be able to see his face thanks to the deeply re-hooded hood, but Rose keeps his mind as normal as he can.

"Well--"

"Five years ago. I met in the city."

To help Rose, Harrige responded promptly.

Rose nodded at the contents.

Certainly, five years ago, Rose met Harriage, and I told him about it. Words without a lie are easy for Rose to respond to.

"Yes, that's right"

"At that time, Rose fell in love with me.

Rose spelled out.

I know why.

He sees Rose with his mouth open and turns into a surprised expression even to Harrige who was laughing.

Rose notices her blunder.

He tried to make a joke to make Yashum laugh.

Here, Rose was expected to say, "That's not it."

Harrigue must have expected Rose to say so. If Harriage recently realized his love for Rose, then, of course, that Rose was also recent-it's no wonder that he thought so.

Rose is a witch. The witch does not lie.

Harrige's cheeks, who opened her eyes to her surprise, turned slightly red.

He knows the meaning of Rose's silence.

When Rose wants to deceive Harrige, he makes his mouth flutter, but says nothing. Both "no" and "no such reason" were heavy words for Rose.

"... Dried slugs Tenko-heaped Deluxe!"

It was these words that were finally released. With tears in his eyes and screaming, Rose ran out of the salon, dashing over his robe.

"... what is that?"

For some reason Yashm, who was stunned at the place where Rose had disappeared, saw his childhood friend and further warped his face.

"What are you doing, you too?"

"No, I'm sorry."

Harijge, with his face covered with his palms, was desperate to keep him busy. If you distract even for a moment, the end of your mouth will be lifted greatly.

"You did a good job, aside."

"Like the left"

Jashm responded with a voice as if he had abandoned all his emotions.