I'm Really Not a Witch, Living Alone in Another World

After transmigrating to another world, I finally got the quiet, single life with a cat and no marriage that I always wanted.

Yet people call me a witch...

All I want is to avoid work, school, and socializing, stay in a quiet little cabin where nobody bothers me, and keep an adorable kitten.

I cook a little of whatever I like in a pot every day. Is it really just because it tastes bad that you call it poison?

I tinker with mysterious little potions, but they're just cocktails or perfume.

When you hear me cackle, it's actually because I'm getting way too excited watching a show or reading a novel.

I wear a hat because I'm too lazy to wash my hair and don't go out anyway.

I wear a robe because pajamas are loose and comfortable, and I hang a few collectibles on the wall.

But I'm just autistic, I'm really not a witch!