I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

It wasn't until after dark that I finished helping the student council.

Apparently, he was fairly focused, and the new tea he had prepared when Milania came back was already cold. I was sorry I consumed it in a hurry at the end, but it's delicious enough even if it doesn't extend to brewing.

"I'm sorry for letting you hang out so long"

"It's getting dark... but thanks to you, it helped me a lot."

"No, more than anything I can do to help."

The two men who finished the job looked like they were losing their shoulder strength. Is it more right that you are tired and powerless than that?

Still, there's a job in front of the two of us that hasn't been cleaned up yet, though they're just hanging out with Violet and stopping me.

"I'll check it over here later and put it down, so you'll be fine now that you're home. Pick me up..."

"I thought you were coming to the school gate."

"Oh well, good. It's dark and I'll take you there."

Tong, and aligning the corners of the paperwork he had in his hand, he put the fountain pen he had in his hand on the heavy stone and then stood up.

Claudia didn't say anything to Violet about Milania's unexpected behavior, and on the contrary, she's already in working mode.

I could gradually swallow the status quo correctly in Milanian hands trying to escort Violet by leaving the words "I'm going" naturally.

"No, you know, it's right up to the school gate..."

A few minutes on foot, sure, this school is huge for nothing, but that's not even the kind of distance you bother to send me.

Most importantly, it shouldn't be such a treatment. I understand that the cat's hand was also in a situation that I wanted to borrow, and that's why I couldn't stomach it on my back whether it was Violet or not.

No way, who would imagine you could put it inside the school, which is a safety zone, and have it dropped off. Not to mention they still have work to do. I would like you to use that effort on yourself to help me get home earlier.

"This is quite a distance from the front door to the school gate. I've never been too careful."

"It is, but..."

School security is robust, but it's hard to snort when people say it's equal-ready. The attack from the outside is definitely deadly, but if there were enemies in it, it would change the story. Outside, it's lumped with rich schools, but if you peek, it's a simmer of identities and factions. As easy as it is to understand yet if you are a pervert with romance or an underlying heart, you have no harm in being alert.

"Listen, Violet. As the people we've been dating, we just want to feel safe."

"That's the thing. If you refuse, I can only follow Miss Violet, and if I can, I don't want to imitate you like a stalker."

I could easily guess that that was what I wanted to convince Violet of, but for. Any more push questions just consume time for pranks, they are too unproductive.

I have resistance to moving people for myself, Violet, but I don't want to bother you any more.

"... So can you please?

Of course.

Besides, I know exactly how you two are reacting, as if you were asking for it from Violet.

Milania answered with a full grin and suddenly took Violet's luggage, seemingly with her hands on her hips, but only Milania and Violet knew that she hadn't touched one finger.

Because of these cares, this guy looked at Milania's face in the wrong place, wondering if she was hot. I noticed her gaze. Milania and I met each other, but she smiled without saying anything. I guess you mean these people when you're a good guy. Though it is completely human resources to the tenacity of the person being pointed at.

Shortly before I left the salon, a voice rang from behind me and stopped my leg.

"Violet"

"Yes."

"I'm suddenly sorry for today...... thanks"

"Huh..."

I immediately turned that way, but I know very well that white skin dyes red in the bright indoors. Claudia's ears turned bright red.

Today is often a surprising day, I thought in a corner of my head where I don't lose my chill. It's all unexpected, but this isn't a bad day.

"... welcome and thank you"

Claudia is the one who correctly judged Violet's complexion and called me here.

Even if it was worth the cat's hand to Claudia, it even seemed like a spider's yarn to Violet to keep her away from the pain.

Thanking you, this one.

I don't know why you're thanking me. I bowed my head to Claudia, and Violet left the room.

× × × ×

Tips, tips, tips. Cuttlefish.

I even remember the illusion that the hallways with different weight footsteps are quiet, as if there was no one on campus. Of course not, and at least Claudia's still in the salon. However, still, because of its breadth, not only the voice but even the signs are far away. Probably someone who works for you.

I guess Milania as well as Violet decided that the awkwardness of feeling in a space without conversation is somewhat better than the effort of these two to talk amicably.

Even at the same speed, the difference in stride width is such that Milania leads the way. Violet with a diagonal back, just look forward and be as heartless as you can be.

Honestly, Milania and I have something to be nervous about in a different way than Claudia.

To him, I am a selfish warlord who torments his best friend. There is no reason to equate how that path of love was. Claudia seems to be aware, but no matter how much of her best friend she is, she won't be the one who purposefully tells others about people's romantic circumstances.

Most importantly, Violet did not confess to Claudia, nor was she flabbergasted.

Just keep walking silently for a few minutes.

Close to the school gate, you can see the car stopping there without losing its brightness even under the dark sky, gradually losing its shoulder strength. Honestly, this state of tension is troublesome when it lasts too long, even if it's not so much Gisgis, I feel like something heavier than gravity is on it.

"Um, I'm fine here now."

"A pick-up car?

"Yes."

"Well, I'll be back. Go home with care."

I received my package and lowered my head and turned my back on Milania waving a hiccup.

I feel heavy going home, but I don't quite like being with Milania like this either. Perhaps the safest part of the day is in the boarding and dropping cars.

I hope it's too late to get stuck.

I don't want to say anything extra, given the reputation of helping the student council. Even Claudia and Mary Jun are familiar.

Nevertheless, parents will not be interested in their trends voluntarily. Whether you're home later than usual or not, I'm sure you won't even notice. That's the same here, so I don't have any complaints, but if Mary Jun was even extra worried, they'd make me make excuses.

Mary Jun is the only one in my family who cares about Violet and incorporates her into the circle of regiments, but I don't get that kindness right. That's because of Violet, not to mention Mary Jun, if you're strong, the environment is bad.

He glanced at the scenery, which slowly began to flow, and circled his assumptions after returning home, sighing a small way so that the driver wouldn't even notice.