I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

118. In dreams, beyond dreams

There is no lie in what I said to Yuran. I sincerely think that if he has a hard feeling, his little jealousy doesn't matter. It is also true that there was just a little patience and strength.

"Dear Violet, it's time to change your clothes."

"... I know."

Ever since returning home, Violet, holding a cushion on the sofa, answered Marine's voice with a dark voice. Rather than sinking, it sounded a little squeamish. I swallowed it with difficulty, but now I can't digest it well and it gets a little worse. I don't feel as sad as usual, but I'm not in a good mood at the moment.

"Did something happen?

"Speaking of which, there was...."

It's not everyone's fault, but if you insist, it's your fault. I hated it on that spot. If you say no, Yuran would have done exactly that, but I didn't want him to do it, so I nodded with a good face. I have no regrets about that, and I sincerely think that was the best choice.

"I'm just trying to escape my own narrowness."

"... you're thinking of another difficult thing."

That's nasty, that's envious, that kind of thoughts I have in my heart. It is melting slowly, but it will take time to fully convince me. Looking at the wrinkles between the eyebrows, it seems to be in the middle of melting now.

Violet herself has a lot of tough passages about herself because she is accustomed to being tough on people. No one is so convenient to others because they are sweet to others. If you push Violet, who thinks it's his fault, you don't have to worry about your sins. The result is her real mother and this house.

Every time you are spoiled, every time you are gentle, you feel as unworthy of yourself as you are happy. In fact, humility is simply a lack of consideration for self. From Marine's point of view, it's not the same as going to scratch yourself. Adults who made Violet look like this are trying to take no responsibility.

"I'm not feeling well, so I'll bring you dinner. We're still accepting requests."

"Then... I'd like a gratin. I wonder if you can make salmon and potatoes from before..."

"Of course, I can always make Violet's favorite."

"Thank you. I'll get some rest when I get dressed, so wake me up when you're ready."

"Yes, sir."

He stood up slowly and disappeared into his bedroom. I thought it would be okay to collect the uniform at a later date, and Marine left the room after cleanly restoring the cushion that Violet had hitched in her arm.

Violet, who was alone, was sitting in front of the mirror and facing herself before changing clothes. It stimulates the cricket valley, knowing it doesn't make any sense, but there's nothing particularly refreshing about it. I brushed my hair with a brush with dense soft hair while feeling like other HR. Thanks to Marine, I feel that the smoother the texture is maintained, the more glossy the brush is. I checked the finger streets many times.

(Good scent.....)

The scent of flowers that won't go away even after a day. A non-flashy but definitely present aroma that tickles your nostrils every time you shake a little. I might not have noticed it if I had crossed paths. You'll notice when you sit next to each other, talk, and laugh at each other.

Until now, there was someone I liked at such a distance.

I wonder if Yuran understood.

Special care with good hair tip. Does the smell different from yesterday make you feel a little bit uncomfortable with glossy hair and moisturized skin?

(But I saw it, but Yuran was lying down....)

When the distance between the two approached, the loose restraint felt on the wrist, the shadow of the fallen eyelashes fell on the golden eye, and the lips that I thought were thinner were much softer than I thought. There is no moisture more than my own and it is only a little dry. I just touched my fingers for a second, but...

What am I going to do again?

I shake my head desperately and shake off the scene I just had in mind. I don't want to see my face that will turn bright red, and when I turn my eyes away from the mirror, I see my hands squeezed on my lap. Your right index finger. The feeling of touching just a little bit of your fingertips with your padded nails is no longer there.

In just a moment, but only for that moment, I felt like the time had stopped.

Embarrassed, happy, confused. Sometimes you get confused in your heart, where all kinds of feelings are boiled down. Unlike the love that strangled me with the arrogance of ripping myself apart, which I had never known before. I didn't know that this fluffy feeling would be like a lifetime of happiness with just a touch of heat.

Fall into bed in uniform without changing clothes. I inhaled the smell of the sun until my lungs were full and exhaled it like a big sigh. I don't like sleeping on my back because it's painful, but I feel comfortable with that pain today. I buried my face in a fluffy pillow and jumped into a dark world.

In a dream I forgot when I woke up.

Yuran smiles beautifully, and next to that, there's a girl. The girl looks back at herself from a distance. The face was hindered by unnatural backlight and I didn't know who it was.

Only the mouth that relaxed happily was impressive, and I couldn't stop crying.