I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

Turn around, it was Yulan there as expected. He's the only nickname I'd call, so I knew I didn't have to see him, but I don't know why he's here.

Tell him to wait, and he doesn't even have the plate he deposited. I don't know if you deposited it with someone, but what's the need for it?

"Yulan...... why"

Yulan certainly acts without looking around, the way he's connected to Violet seems most likely. But that's not that I can't read the air or think about annoyance, but that's only because I'm with a friend, so it's within a little tense. In the sense of grasping the case, you are a person who can speak and act properly.

I thought Yulan could understand the situation even if it was a long roll. Understand, you're supposed to decide you shouldn't go out.

"It was late, I picked you up."

With a smile in contrast to cold air, your hands touching your back are warm. There's no place for fortitude, just touching it softly.

You don't have to come to pick me up.

I wish I could say that, and I think I have to say that, but the words don't come out jammed because I'm relieved not least by Yulan's appearance.

It's fast to stroke your shoulders down, but it won't be your fault you breathed a lot easier than just now.

"There was an added baking of sweets earlier, so let's go before it cools down"

"Go, say..."

I couldn't snort at Yulan's words, and I accidentally mumbled.

If I'm serious, I want to take his hand and leave this place now. However, I am aware that this is not a situation where you can forgive me for it. Even to Yulan, that's how much you should know.

It seemed irrelevant to him to smile at Violet.

So gradually, the two people who were talking to each other also noticed Yulan's presence. Claudia's gaze at me told me that it was unexpected.

"Yu, Lan, how long have you..."

"Just now. Don't worry, I'm just picking her up."

Come on, it was Claudia, not Violet herself, who pushed Violet back to stop Yulan trying to escort her.

"Ma, wait... I'm not done talking yet"

"... yes, that's why the outsiders are dispersed."

Outsiders… it is clear that the words include not only Yulan but also Violet.

Angry, Yulan's voice is cold enough to think so. Even the soft smile I showed until a moment ago is an illusion of the warmth of the hand I am still touching.

"Yulan......?

Spilling voices like whispers can't reach anyone and are wiped out by the air in the field.

Yulan, who I know, is not the kind of person who speaks like this. The voice, tone, and expression make you feel as if you're in the sun. He is also good at spoiling people even though he wants to spoil them, and has as much charity as a big body.

He's like someone else now.

The hand that was touching my back turns to my hips and strengthens my strength to attract Violet. It's a behavior that looks forceful, but it doesn't have any shards like pain, it's handled like a delicate glass workmanship.

Voices, tones and expressions are not the Yulan I know. But only action was overflowing with Violet's familiar kindness.

"Outsiders, you say? Violet..."

"I'm an outsider. She's not involved in any of this."

That's too right a word, and the fact that everyone on this occasion... even Violet herself forgot.

Mary Jun is the victim, and the ladies who hurt her with their hands together are the perpetrators. Claudia has the right and duty to be involved in any rubbing that occurs in the venue.

So, what about Violet?

What is her role name? The perpetrator gave the name, the perpetrator created enough motive for the perpetrator, both true, but not if they say it should be disputed.

Violet hasn't given a single hand, foot, or mouth this time.

Even if the reason for the assault was an annoying affection for Violet, it is the person and not Violet who should atone for that sin.

"If they were to blame for what they did when they thought and acted on Lady Violet... where is the reason for making it evil to Lady Violet just because they thought of it"

Even though he leaned his neck slightly and spoke in such a tone as to cast doubt on him, his voice seemed to mock him as if there was no way he could answer.

Protected. Violet is certainly at the source of asylum now.

A fantasy that has never been given before, that would only be miserable if it reached out, now softly wraps Violet around and doesn't let go.

"Don't even listen to Lady Violet, go ahead and talk to her on your own, and at the end of the day make her evil... the boulder is Prince Claudia, you have great wisdom"

"Huh..."

"Hey, Yulan... eh"

Apparently the malice scattered all over the word was correctly passed on to Claudia as well. I can no longer ask for the strength to argue with the look of regret or sadness.

The giddy air should have been from the beginning, but it was the last Yulan to show up when actors changed to take the lead on the field at some point.

You decided you couldn't stop walking away anymore, pushing your back in Yulan's hand and turning your back on the hustle and bustle.

"Often outsiders, regardless of the contents of disturbances, are only in the way. It's not because of the cold, it's because of the right sedation."

I don't know what it means or what it's for. There's just no previous cold or contempt in that voice, only pale seriousness seeps in.

I couldn't hear you pulling back.