I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

Well, there's about two years left until Violet decides to enter the convent.

There are a lot of things I'd like to do, to be honest.

Until now, I have answered my mother's wishes and then acted unashamedly as a courtier for the house. The only desire I ever wanted to be 'loved' is based on regret.

I also left with one or two friends who were originally few in the actions that left me to Violet's madness. I don't particularly complain or resent this because I deserve it. Sometimes it was the kind of relationship that was originally connected, and I don't feel like getting along again.

But then, the wishes that can be fulfilled are limited.

I want to move my body as much as I want. I can do this alone.

Stopped by on the way home from school. I can do this alone, too, if I can even stand loneliness.

Go hang out with friends. This is out, out at a time when I'm with friends.

(... quite a few things you can do)

I spread out my notebook and wrote it down for the rest of the day and good thing my classmates didn't bother to talk to me about it.

I spelled out what I wanted to do unrestrained, but there are many things that I could do alone.

Everyone around me is desperate to make friends, and I was mistaken for thinking that I needed to do anything with my friends because I used to. But on second thought, there is no need to go anywhere with more than one to wash your hands.

It's a delightful discovery for Violet in her plan to sing about her life independently of people.

"Maybe we should stop somewhere after school today..."

Yeah, but I think he was celebrating Mary Jun's transfer or something today.

I guess my father really loves Mary Jun when he remembers he didn't even show his face before he celebrated when it came to his admission. Because I knew it, I am not interested in seeking further improvement in my treatment.

But once upon a time... for the first time I cursed Mary Jun in a grand way in this celebratory seat, assuming all the eating and speaking behaviors.

Even though my father had a minimum education, Mary Jun has been side-by-side with ordinary civilians until this time. Even if he was quite elegant among them, he naturally affixed an uncharacteristically rettel if he was included in the nobility.

Even Violet naturally knew that. That's why I mocked Mary Jun, who still hasn't understood the nobility yet, for blowing up the impossible challenges she couldn't possibly do.

While I'm at it, I'm going to be prone to bad personality.

(I don't know if I need...)

I can easily imagine my father's face creeping between his eyebrows, not just getting in the way of family water.

Nevertheless, there's no report of any dinner seats. If you're late, that favorite mother and child will wait for Violet. And my father should follow those two.

(... ask Marin to bring dinner to your room)

It's not something I was praised for, but it's something special this time. If Marin knew the wall that stood between Violet and the rest of his family and the groove of the carved Nara, he would not blame the other servants for sympathy.

"Ah......"

Apparently time had passed while spelling out what I wanted to do. He seemed so boisterous that he could not hear the bell announcing the time, and realized that it was at the edge of his sight that the teacher stood on the stage and the class began gradually.

I hurried to prepare the textbook and opened the whole notebook page.

× × × ×

I don't have as much trouble understanding the contents of the class as I did once. I don't remember everything in the boulder, and some parts I don't know because the most important thing for Violet at first sight wasn't study. Nevertheless, the second time, it came to my mind very much because of its proximity to review.

This is a delightful miscalculation, good grades and my father won't come out either. It wasn't like they said it loudly at first sight, but it was often compared because Mary Jun had genius skin.

I'm not a genius or a brilliant talent, it's the results, not the process, that's close to the irregular moves, but important in my studies. Even though I take more classes than people do, it's Violet's own power to understand what she's been taught and feed herself.

I accidentally put an excuse around the idea, but I'm not telling anyone. That's barren, so let's not.

Either way, I don't like it as much as I'm desperate to study until after school.

"Well..."

Let's go home - when I got up in my hand thinking so.

"Vio!

"Huh...!?

Suddenly I hear a voice calling my nickname and my shoulders bounce reflexively. I thought it was something, but it was also for a moment.

There is only one human being who calls himself the nickname 'Vio'.

"... Yulan, you have a loud voice. We're all gonna be surprised, aren't we?

"Ah... sorry"

Shin, he looks a lot smaller against his big height when he drops his shoulders easily as. Without power. Are only dog ears and tails hallucinating?

He is a junior to Violet's childhood acquaintance, Yulan Kugles.

Golden saggy eyes with a gentle impression on red tea cat hair. There is no wonder that long strengths that can never be buried in the masses are powerful and frightened, but you will like the way they hold around that smile. An ideal young man with a calm personality combined with a beautiful and tidy appearance.

The house hits the branches of the royal family and the father supports the king as the prime minister of the country. I don't have any brothers, I have one son... but it's a family with a slightly complicated situation, just like Violet. Unlike myself, although my parents' love has been sparingly poured on Yulan.

"I can't believe you even bothered to come to the classroom for two years... something happened?

Sometimes I call myself out loud. They reflect it in their voice when their emotions are so high that they are in a hurry, happy, or forget to take care of them around them.

But in the ordinary, gentle and serene, he's the type who doesn't like to stand out very much. Stand and behave correctly with the understanding that standing alone is an eye-catching look.

You wouldn't even think of raising your voice to an upper classroom and falling into an avalanche without a good reason.

"I heard rumors... about Vio's father"

I didn't have to tell everyone, I understood why Yulan visited me.

I guess rumors got in my ear about my late wife entering the Varhan family. Yulan is a classmate of Mary Jun's, so he would have spread fast even if he hadn't separated the school year.

Above all, the rumor is true, and Violet is getting a new mother.

"… Shall we change places"

A classroom that remains popular even if it explains the situation is not suitable as a stage. I don't particularly hide it, but I don't even bother to blow it around.

Rumors are the same as message games, regardless of denial affirmations. How careful you are in communicating, it is always the wrong way of communicating.

The last time Violet didn't even realize that, she kept spitting poison on her stepmother's sister-in-law everywhere. I deserve karma because the almost factless poison will eventually destroy Violet's self. Knowing the end of the road, I don't feel like doing the same thing. What Violet lists are discreet beliefs.

If they hadn't been Yulan, they would have been appropriately decorated on the spot. Yulan is as adorable as my brother, so I wanted to relieve you of that worry.

He pulled Yulan's arm and turned his back on the classroom, thinking about an unpopular place.