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

--Lean Gone ...

-Lean ... Gone

The sound of the blessing bell rings over the royal capital.

White doves are flying in the sky, telling people happiness and peace.

The doors of the cathedral, which is as tall as the sky, are opened. The invited attendees applauded all at once.

The sun enters brilliantly from the wall with a large amount of stained glass. Sunlit stained glass reflects beautiful patterns on floors and walls. Colossus illuminated by stained glass is the god of love.

In the picture of light drawn on the floor, a man and a woman in a sunny appearance emerging from the outside of the door begin to walk.

The bride wore a black wedding dress. The people gathered at the ceremony stare at the bride with a surprised expression.

The bell-shaped skirt has multiple layers of pleats that overlap with each other. Each hem was ruffled, giving a soft impression.

The shawl put on from the shoulder is so large that it covers your back. The shawl with gold thread tassel looks soft enough to melt.

The thin gauze veil worn by the bride was also black. The mysterious luster of the fabric, which also looks dark blue depending on the degree of light, made the witch look more mysterious.

Each time the witch steps, a long train draws waves. The jewelry on the chest and the gold beads scattered on the dress reflect the stained glass light. It was a beautiful dress as if the stars were blinking in the night sky.

The groom was also dressed to show his identity. It was a knight's clothing with a gorgeous decoration for the dress.

The emblem decorating the chest shines brilliantly. He wore a bright blue cloak over his shoulder and a luxurious ritual sword on his waist.

The bride, dressed in a beautiful wedding dress, is guided by the knightly groom to the altar.

As the bride and groom reached the altar, the applause gradually stopped. The priest, waiting at the altar, stared at their faces and nodded greatly.

"The groom, Harriage Asm"

The voice of the solemn ceremony called the groom's name.

"Do you share joy and sorrow together, and vow to God to believe in death until they cross them?"

"To swear"

Harrieg responded sincerely to the priest's vow. Harrige's dignified voice echoes throughout the cathedral.

"Bride, Rose"

The bride, whose name was called by the priest and whose vision is covered by the veil, glanced.

"You share joy and sorrow together."

When Rose finds out she will hear the same thing, she glances at the next Harrige. Harrige is looking straight ahead without seeing Rose.

After seeing Harrige's knight outfit, he had already reached his climax.

Rose was so impressed that she cried a little before entering.

When he thanked her with "Thank you," she was so surprised that she was so surprised, "Sorry ...", but she was so cool.

Harrij glanced at Rose.

You may have noticed that Rose was also fond of Harriage.

Glance once, as if to say "turn forward" silently. He folded his hands in prayer and turned to the priest again with a serious look.

Rose was trembling in a dignified building that he had never seen or heard before, but of course never came. .

Rose also turned forward. This magnificent building, and the majestic attendees, are just figurines for performing the marriage of Harriage and Rose.

The essence of the wedding-what is important for Rose is the feeling of Rose.

You really make a vow to marry this person.

Rose was feeling a feeling of excitement.

I feel afraid that this day has finally come.

But more joy was filled in Rose.

"Believe each other until death passes ..."

The bride would have looked in the sky above. The priest speaks in a slightly muffled voice, trying to draw Rose's attention.

In fact, Rose was thinking and the priest had the right idea.

The priest, who noticed that Rose had once again noticed the priest, asked a fixed question to get a fixed reply.

"Do you swear to God?"

Rose is a witch.

Obviously, the witch has no god to worship.

Rose could not swear to God who did not believe or believed. Since Rose is a witch anyway, he does not lie.

Rose closed her mouth slowly in an attempt to reply.

The cathedral calms down quietly.

The bride who did not return a vow no matter how long she waited, the noise of the participants spread.

Rose gently moved her head and saw Harrige.

Harrige stared straight at Rose.

"Yes"

They all take a breath of relief at Rose's answer.

Rose did not notice the surrounding air at all, and Rose continued staring at Harrige.

"I swear-Harry, you.

The witch swears calmly.

If he tried to swear to God by imitating a human ritual, Rose would not be able to swear from his heart.

So I vowed to Harrige that Rose wanted to be honest above all.

Harry, politely performing the ceremony, raised his hands straight with his fingers aligned with Pissiri.

"I'm sorry. Can you wait a bit?"

"let's wait"

A priest who knows love nods to Takaage.

With appreciation to the priest, Harrige squeezed his forehead with his fingers as if to endure severe pain.

He said he was courageous and swearing while hiding his nervous tension.

Rose gazes at Harrige.

Unlike Rose, who had no idea what was going on, the priest seemed to know the details.

At that time, a mysterious sound of jurzuru arrives from the audience.

Thought, Rose glanced back at the audience. And open your eyes in the veil and startle.

What an unusually rugged outfit, Tien, dressed in formal dress, was crying with his face squashed.

He received a handkerchief that was shy away from the neighbor and said "Suzubazen", and was snotting.

Rose felt the throat deep.

Rose sees Tien crying for the first time.

She never laughed and smiled, and never thought she would cry when she saw Rose's bride.

Memories of Tien, who had just talked to him during this time, ran into my mind clearly.

She has often been crying, but she has struggled and worried about Tien. Who, except Tien, would have been so close to the witch, Rose?

Why is she about to cry against Tien at her wedding?

Rose grabbed his mouth.

If not, porori and tears would spill from the outer corner of the eyes, and the makeup that Mona did was about to fall off.

Ohon and the priest cough.

Rose wondered if God's guidance was really there. Because of this, my thoughts were switched, and I only had to slap my nose once, without tears.

But soon Rose again denied God.

"Then-the kiss of the oath"

Now what? Perose opened his eyes as far as he could, staring at Priest Ohon.

Harrige is one step closer to Rose, who was watching the priest with incredible thoughts.

Surprised and staring at it, Harrige was packed close to her with a cool face.

Then, I turned over the black veil that was hanging over my head. Rose's eyes, slightly wet with tears, become exposed.

He thought that Harrige, who knew the secret of the witch, had prepared the veil to hide Rose's expression, but Rose did not keep up with why Harrige himself was removing the veil. .

Although the brain is in a mess, the expressionlessness is too much on the board and Harriage does not notice. Harrige wraps her cheeks in her palms. Apparently, a little stiffness seems to be nervous.

Harrige's thumb gently strokes Rose in a position invisible to humans.

No, no, Rose rose in his heart.

It is Harriage that is most confusing Rose.

I didn't know what was going to happen-no, I didn't want to know and I was intentionally distracted, but I realized the limits.

Her cheeks are lifted and Harrige's face approaches.

It was too much of a rule, but Rose stuck his arm.

The air that came together instantly drifted.

Harrij grabbed Rose's thin arm and kept her away from her mouth.

――Rose

At the wedding, a voice like a hell's gatekeeper crawls the ground, which is not too similar.

Somehow, Rose began to understand that a wedding was a bit more rigorous and calm, but it couldn't be helped. There are things that people cannot afford.

"The story is different!"

"Which one is different?"

Rose certainly told Harrige that he would compromise on the kiss in the ceremony. But this was outside of Rose's imagination.

"Hi, it's public !?"

If anyone speaks a language on this earth and walks on two legs, he just asserts the virtue that everyone has, but Harrige has sent a heartfelt glance.

"I forgot to tell me. Yes, the kiss of a wedding vow is usually public."

"Why such a need? Too shameful !?"

"Rose, I said I don't need to do it, but you finally gave me permission. At that time, it was decided."

I could not believe it. When I heard there was a kiss at the wedding, I thought I would move somewhere and exchange alone. I never dreamed of being in public-or rather, seeking physical contact in the presence of the God they worship.

"... Is it sane?"

"To me"

I was dizzy.

If allowed, I wanted to fall down.

Rose is a witch.

The witch respects the promise.

And Rose promised Harige.

Instead of dancing with Yashum at a ball, kiss him at a wedding. Complete self-sufficiency.

"Hey, that's it ..."

He saw the priest and his attendees asking for salvation, but everyone except Tien, holding his head, saw Rose with strange eyes. It's a bit different from the always-contempt glance at the “witch”.

They all looked warm-hearted, watching a novice girl with a reddish face, as if she could laugh.

"Eyes, eyes!"

Rose turned around to Harrige.

"Please close your eyes!"

All attendees took note of their eyes, paying homage to the fresh bride.

Even the priest closes his eyes.

His feet tremble, and Rose is about to collapse. The face is hot enough to be steaming.

Rosé closed his eyes tightly and raised his chin for Harrige, who was still waiting for his wife, who was amazed by his wife's progress.

Harrige wraps Rose's cheeks and holds her waist.

And--

End