I still remember when I first met you. You were the kind witch who took me in when I was a wanderer. The only price was to be your conversation partner. In truth, I received so much more. Furthermore, I have come to harbor feelings of love for your kind heart. I do not want you to die. In fact, even if it means my death, I will protect you with my life. I love you once more, my kind witch.

My witch, what kind of story will you tell me today?