I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

Violet was sitting on the sofa with Petane when Marine visited when she was all set. The cushion stunned and solidified with a glance. I rushed over in a hurry and touched my shoulder, and it became cold as I was sweating.

"Dear Violet....! What's the matter? Something hurts."

"Marine"

Wait a minute. I need a doctor right now.

"Master Elephant just arrived."

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The gaze does not move from the same place all the time, and the smooth voice that calms the disturbing Marine sews the Marine's feet. He sat next to Violet in a tight motion, like an unoiled tin doll. The open eyes were stained pale with astonishment and fear of something coming from behind.

With her hands on the fingers holding the cushion, she managed to forgive Violet, but perhaps Marine herself wanted to forgive the wavering heart. Like the surface of the water where the rock fell, several splashes make a sound. Again and again, like warnings.

"I was laughing. She had a beautiful face, a cute expression, and a nice voice. It was my mother who came up with all kinds of ideas. She didn't say anything painful or terrible. I was just told that I was worried... that's all."

Marine's face was so terrible that she was as calm and swordless as possible. Because if I didn't, I would get upset, and without the context, I would throw bullets.

But in words, I was too confused to understand the meaning. People who are laughing, who don't have anything to include, who can't find a hidden murder weapon at the end of their voices, and who are just worried about the truth. With no one to be afraid of, this heart breathed and pretended to be dead. I thought it would melt slowly without being chewed from the whole head. The fear of snakes for frogs, pelicans for fish, and so on in front of you. Your empty stomach is swelling with discomfort that you don't understand.

Marine remembered what happened in the morning to Violet, who kept her eyes shut so that she wouldn't be swallowed by the sight she remembered.

I can't tell you the fear, it's creepy as if it's behind you when you notice it. I don't know if that's equivalent to what Violet is feeling right now, but I'm sure there's been an unknown emotion about Elephant.

"... Dear Violet"

…………

Slowly raising his face, Marine's eyes were shaking unreliably. Poor complexion is probably a bigger mental factor than physical condition. Words you say to such a person from now on are not gentle comfort. Instead, I understood that it was something that could spread the wound.

"Please be careful with your wife."

I thought I had to tell you. Even if it was an illusion of Marine's anxiety. There was no basis, even if it was worrying. Because all this nesting in your chest is the reality of Marine today.

"I don't know, I don't know anything. But... but..."

Sometimes rocks look like bears in foggy forests. A man driven by fear doesn't notice the trap at his feet. An abnormal brain creates something that is always invisible. It's as if it's something with an entity, an illusion.

"I know you shouldn't say this. Mischief, it's worrying to Violet, and there's no proof, it might be my thoughts. It may be because of preconceptions that my eyes are cloudy... but"

─ ─ He's scared. He's scared of something.

"Please, be careful, please, please."

I don't want anything, so I don't need any refinement or reflection right now, so please leave me alone.

Nobody, nothing, don't threaten this guy.

"Please, don't beg."

More than anything in the world, more than any pain, more than any misfortune.

It is terrible that this weak and vulnerable person will not be able to laugh.

"... Marine"

Marine's arm resting on her shoulders and her leaning curly hair trembled little by little. He stroked his back slowly with the hand holding the cushion. Contrary to usual, the two of them sat down and felt the temperature, as if they were afraid of ghosts. Reach out to the warmth of the person who should give you peace of mind, and just hide from 'something scary you don't know' forever.

I hope that it is all a shadow of suspicion, while praying to God who does not exist.