I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

Whoever this person was ─ ─ I thought such a blatant thing. Even though I know his face and name, he hardly ever talks to me, but he is my mother.

The person stood with a smile as beautiful as I had ever seen.

"I'm sorry for suddenly. I haven't been to dinner lately, so I'm worried."

"Really... I'm sorry."

Her daughter often talks about the same thing. Whether you're feeling ill or busy... you're worried, you'll be told by words and attitude. I have given priority to my rest while avoiding it with an appropriate hammer. I get a tip for worrying about Mary Jun, but I don't care about Violet's attendance. I don't think we'll give it up. Impossible patience is not good for the mind or the health.

I thought Elephant was on his side. No, I even thought Violet was more transparent than my father. Instead of showing any bad feelings towards Violet, he was not interested. There was no resentment like my father, and there was no reaction that he didn't even realize that he was there instead of being a mess.

A woman like the Virgin Mary, who smiles at her, is small and weak, and many want to protect her.

Did Mary Jun, who was born of her father, a believer saved by the Virgin Mary, say that he was an angel? Father does not doubt the mother and child as the center of the world, and Mary Jun is always free to fly with her love. I thought he was just laughing at them and enveloping them.

"Study is important, but you have to rest. It's hard to fall before the show."

"Yes, that's right. Be careful."

Mary Jun's breathlessness was like being pressed against cotton. The pain of slowly limiting your breathing with something soft made of goodwill and kindness. Still, I understand that there is no malice there, which is why it is painful, painful and makes me want to cry.

What I feel now is like being wrapped around a wire. There is no swallowing like a rope and the shape is changed to match the body line, but the movement of the joint is sealed and the movement is difficult. Rigid pain, cold, and more frightening than that, something unknown that twists and erodes.

Smiles, voices, and words that resemble Mary Jun. But I don't feel anything.

Softness and sweetness that makes you feel guilty, happiness that makes you crazy about jealousy, glare that makes you want to escape. Pride and prejudice seeped in virtue, and tenderness that was too innocent.

There was nothing in that smile. However, something invisible is crushing your lungs, compressing something here.

"It looks like we're all set for today, but start looking a little bit more tomorrow. I wonder if it's impossible."

"Yes... I will."

I wanted to finish the conversation early and leaned down with a quick answer. A smile that everyone loves, but the feeling of crawling slowly on my spine was fierce. I want to disappear right now, but not in front of him.

"I'm sorry I came suddenly. Now, if you'll excuse me."

"Yes, yes. Thank you very much."

Starting tomorrow, I have to eat a little less in my room. Though it was a little bitter, there are no small words without a father. I convinced myself that it would still be better not to be attacked if I just hammered Mary Jun's story.

Your shoulders naturally relax on the back of the elephant you're about to leave. I don't know what was so scary, but if I were to say it forcefully, the unknown would have been terrifying. An anxiety that should end with worries that the opposite hand, shaking hands with a smile, may be holding the murder weapon. But when you're full of anxiety, you can even see a gun in an empty hand.

"─ ─ Yes, that's right."

"Nh...!

"I got a delicious treat. Let's eat together tomorrow. You like sweets, don't you?

"That's... that's right."

I'm looking forward to it.

"Ah...."

He smiled with innocence like a child. Wet Violet with a rain of one-sided words, not conversations.

My body is heavy like clothes that inhale water. My shoulders hurt, my joints hurt, and above all, every time I breathe, my lungs crush. The invisible shadow will always follow. I managed to close the door with a trembling hand, but the palm of the hand was wet with sweat.

If you're afraid of something you don't know, maybe you should know. Anything may be able to be handled as long as it is understood. Ignorance is stupid and shameful.

It was more terrifying not to go back when I didn't know it than when I didn't know it ─ ─ I felt like someone shouted in the back of my heart.