I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

Fun times pass fast. I feel as long as I don't like it.

I felt like the time I spent at that cafe was between, but when Yulan sent me home, I felt my shoulders get a lot heavier for some reason.

That's not to say that fatigue attacked me when I was with Yulan, but I guess I felt extra weight because I had temporarily forgotten the melancholy I should have felt since I left school.

Still, it's much better than that I always feel.

I didn't attend the dinner table because the pancakes weren't digested yet, but I don't know what they thought of that... Tomorrow's breakfast became more melancholy, but now I was more open than that.

"Dear Violet, I'm ready to change."

"Thanks"

Wipe the water from your lightly showered body and wrap yourself in a beautifully folded piece. No decorations, white colors, and a preference for touch over design. It's called roomwear, but it's elegant to the extent that there's nothing wrong with it when I go outside like this.

I really focus on luxury when I choose what suits me because my natural appearance is exuded and flashy. Even seemingly simple objects use small objects. Beautifully deserved to decorate the look, but difficult to move or stiff shoulders for the violet himself wearing it.

Tired of it, I wanted to wear something I liked as much as I would in a house where I would spend time alone. At a young age, all the things my mother had prepared were men… I think they were totally recoil because they were just reproductions of what my young father wore.

Still, when I go out, I get a waste of feeling that my father doesn't look good on me, so I try to choose "what suits me" for both my personal clothes and my dress.

A piece of A-line with no waist tightening. Clear and elegant, I don't think it suits me. Such a cute outfit is cuter, I guess that's what a girl like Mary Jun would look like.

"Dear Violet,"

"Marine, welcome back"

"If you can rest, why don't I put your hair together?"

"Well, could you do me a favor?"

"Absolutely."

Sit in front of the mirror bench in the bedroom, big enough to make the appearance in the private room seem unnecessary. If the marlin standing behind you slowly brushes, Violet's hair, easily entangled for a soft minute, stirs the air.

Although the bluntness of its shades was remarkable in the absence of light, Marin was proud to know better than anyone that it would shine beautifully like scattered vitreous if sunbathed. That's more than Violet herself who doesn't really like this color. than Yulan, who respects everything about Violet. It is the privilege of Marin, who has put in many times, touched and knitted and knitted.

Tie each thin bottle together and make three knitting pieces as loose as possible so that it is painless, but to the extent that it does not unwind. The last time I stopped, I also used a white lace shrub.

"Doesn't it hurt?

"Yeah, thanks"

I look like I'm not Violet in the mirror. I don't even know my school students or my family. I don't wear makeup originally, but my impression changes a lot just because my clothes and hair change like this.

I lowered my hips on the bed and knocked my torso aside, my cheeks buried in my pillow just fine. Marine fixed it for me, a sheet with a scent of sunshine. One of the few things in this house that is for me.

"It was fun."

"Yes."

"Pancakes, they were delicious"

"Yes."

"... I wanted to dream, was"

I don't care about anyone's eyes, I just relax and spend some time. You don't have to keep your favorite things away for reasons that don't suit you. Even if you eat your hair, you can laugh and be forgiven.

Marine makes me hear, happy memories.

"If you're tired, stay asleep"

"I will, I will..."

The back of my eyes became heavier and I became tired of my eyes lid being raised.

Though I thought you were physically fit, this sleeper doesn't come from fatigue. Instinct is giving orders to sleep in this comfortable sensation.

When both legs are raised to bed in a slow motion, the marlin will futon them to the side.

I buried my face in the warmth of being wrapped up, and just before I fell asleep, I thought back on what I was doing today, and I realized that I ended up enjoying myself better, saying thank you.

I'm sorry, but I feel happy again.

× × × ×

"No rest"

Little sleeping Lord, there is also a grin on Marin's face. Those who slept smaller in large beds had their usual lustre and instead their shrewd sanctity.

The world of dreams is surely much nicer to Violet than it is to reality. Because the madness you experience is easier for your mind to kill than reality for having nightmared about the past. Peace of mind and anxiety were just as swirling in the way Violet slept.

I dropped off the Lord, who falls asleep every day, wishing time and again on his faceless expression.

Please have a happy dream. No past nightmares, no worry-free fantasies. Please, only in the world of sleep, I hope Violet laughs with all her heart.

Violet today is sure to have a good dream.

Small, round sleeping ministers are no different than usual.

But that's not the danger of holding yourself and trying desperately to protect yourself. Like holding a precious treasure and falling asleep in peace.

Bite the day today.

"... First of all, you're moving forward"

In Violet, Yulan's presence is unconditionally loved and beloved. Someone who doesn't doubt him and can sweeten the love he is given.

That's a so-called sphere of family love, but still, he's the only one in the current situation where Violet can let go and be sweet, except himself.

He's the only definite opponent who can make Violet happy.

I know where Violet's heart is headed, and I hope that love comes true anyway. I'm sure Violet herself realizes that her thoughts are not truly love.

If in every sense you are in a thin love of hope, you'd better be in true love and bonded with someone who makes Truth Violet happy.

To do this, I would most certainly ask Yulan to turn Violet's heart to himself and win her fiancée's position publicly, not her lover's.

I already have a clear love, how to shift that later. Yulan himself probably knows best that it's easy to put into words, but not that easy. That's why until now I've just been behaving like a disciple.

(Let's admit the arrangement)

If Violet is happy, Marin has nothing to say. If it makes Violet sad or hard, he won't quit physical attacks either, but Yulan himself is more considerate of that area than anyone else, and you can put his full confidence there.

Because Violet's not in love with Yulan, and I'm not willing to take his side and cover for him.

I'm not lying about the thought of Yulan, and I have support in my heart, but apart from that and this.

Excessive love, one-way love, impenetrable relationships and blind men and women know so much about it that they don't like it. The complexity and simplicity of love have both Marin and Violet experienced the worst examples.

That's why I want Violet to be happy, and that's why I don't want to be forced.

(In the end, it's the other way around.)

Being of the same sex, I am not allowed to raise my name or even fantasize about making Violet happy. Even beyond the times when homosexuality is contraindicated, it should be noted that marriage without love only becomes assured when one loves homosexuality among the blood-connecting nobles.

Then, suppose you were a man. Would you have been excited to make Violet happy?

The answer is… No. If we were strong enough to do that, we would not leave our dear Lord in a house like this, albeit of the same sex.

I'm sure as to how much I cherished Violet as I was a man, I just dream of the day when she would be happy with someone else without such power or courage.

That's why you want it. Imagine a smile you haven't seen yet because you're a being that never reaches you. He wants Violet to have the ideal family that was once crushed in this house.

"Well... I won't forgive you that easily"

Beautiful, adorable, intelligent and active, you have my beloved master in your hands. I need you to do the hard work and effort you deserve. I have to be as high a hurdle as I can to play the abalone caught at the top.

But if someone turns up who sees himself, and above all Violet himself, as wonderful, then use all the power you can have and prepare the best chair.

I don't know if it's Yulan sitting in that chair, or if he's a nice prince I haven't seen yet, though.