I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

After school that day, Claudia and the others were properly acknowledged for talking about Mary Jun.

I wanted to say no without asking if I could, but if I did that, I'd just give myself a reason to scold you, including your morning objections. And even though my father made his own decision, for that man, only the fact that Violet broke his promise is determined to be recognized. The option of them saying no doesn't exist in the first place.

Of course if they showed any hesitation, they were going to withdraw at that point. I would buy my father a disapproval, but that's all now. I had to be prepared for novels and sermons, but I was going to spoil them and accept them because I was originally caught up in the cause.

Fortunately, he took Claudia happily at the head... which is a contradiction that complicates it. I had trouble saying no, but if it was accepted, I would have to study with Mary Jun. I didn't know Violet wouldn't benefit from falling either way...... I'm horrified that I'm used to it.

"Vio, are you tired? Shall we take a break?"

"It's okay. I'm just getting started... thanks"

Because Claudia and Mary Jun are talking amicably in front of each other, Yulan seems much more worried and twitchy from earlier on.

I know that's for me, and if it was actually Violet from the past, I would have pulled the two nearest people away from the middle and yelled at Mary Jun enough.

Now that I've seen the future, I know the foolishness of strangling myself with such imitation. Jealousy doesn't even bud because of changing thoughts about Claudia.

"Excuse me, Master Mira. Is this correct?

"Hmm? Which... Oh, yeah. It's okay, it's there."

"Thank you"

With Milania here, you don't have to talk to Claudia with your study questions. Of course, Claudia is superior in ranking, but Violet herself was originally quite good at it. Though Mary Jun, a genius, has been branded incompetent.

"... Vio, I knew we'd take a break. I'm tired."

"Huh..."

"Let's go get some air outside... right?

"... you have no choice."

"Yay."

"What will Master Mira do?

"I... I won't let it happen. I'll tell Claudia and the others."

Same room, but they haven't received this story because of the concentration.

So is Claudia, but Mary Jun is also a genius category. The older you are, the more talented you are, the more constructive an exchange of views you can have. The fact that Violet is inferior to Mary Jun is even more irresistible now.

"... thank you. Let's go, Vio."

"Oh, yeah..."

Was it my fault, though I felt the tingly air flowed between Milan and Yulan somehow? Milania's smile doesn't change, and most importantly, there's no intimacy between these two, and at the same time there's no panning... should be.

Yulan urged me to leave the student council room.

That alone somehow pulls the force out of my shoulder. When she's in the same space as Mary Jun, she really remembers her dinner seat and she sinks her feelings. Because for Violet, Mary Jun really associates her father. She said she looked more like herself... because her father's love always seemed to surround Mary Jun?

"Ahhh... it's raining terribly"

View the sky from the outer hallway across the courtyard. Darker than black at night, blue in sunny weather is a grey sky with no shadows to see. The downpouring Shizukuishi should be able to summon my sight and usually look ahead, but now I'm obnoxious and not an inch ahead.

I think the sky resembles my hair.

I hate a cloudy world. That overlaps the presence of Violet.

I hate the rain, the cloudy weather.

"The rain of grace," he said.

Hehe, laughing and accepting Shizuku in the palm of his hand. There was no dislike for the rain slipping through the roof and wetting Yulan's forehead, and the child-like smile even looked fun.

"Yulan loves rain."

"Um, I've never thought about it... but I was wondering if you like the slightly dark sky on a rainy day, the sound and the smell. It feels like the world is getting washed and new... hopefully we can see a rainbow together anyway"

Yulan is just talking about the rain. And yet it sounds as if you are being affirmed because Violet herself wants it so?

Did you want to dream like that because you smile with such a sweet face?

"Rain, it's not going up."

"So I'm glad it's just the two of us in the world, huh?

The pouring rain blocks the sound from afar and all I can hear is Yulan breathing next door. There should still be a lot of people left in this large school building, but the rain will erase the signs.

Just the two of us in the world... Exactly.

A world where no one, no one denies Violet. Although the world where Yulan is the only one on his side must be very comfortable.

I'm sure it's only for Violet.

"Me and you will just not get stuck"

Only Violet can rest in peace, is there a feeling of Yulan there? In a world where you sacrifice Yulan just to reassure yourself, isn't it?

The hair on the bent face is the same cloudy weather color as in the world. It's darker in the dark, dull and colored in the bright, and big hands take it away.

And he plucked his ear like an ear, and saw the sun in the rain in his open sight.

"... the happiest man in the world."

To narrow your eyes to glare, to aspirations, to reach out. More than softness, the smile of beauty prevailed was the first side of Yulan that Violet saw.

The eyes are slightly stained and the eyeballs are glossy. Biting happiness was a child and an adult. I know reality enough to know how young I dream I can't grasp it and how to break it if I can't grasp it.

Just an assumption, an imagination that will never come true. Cut two people into the world is a dream story that never comes the day it comes true.

Still, it's an ideal place for Yulan.

…………

Rainwater eyes bouncing on the leaves open wide to surprise. Because Yulan's remarks were so unexpected, he seemed to be trying to make a lot of sense of what was contained in them.

To that appearance, Yulan repaints his line inside.

To change who I am in Violet, little by little. The final point is set, now you should still spoil it with your brother. But sticking there, Violet stops accepting Yulan's asylum at times of need.

Mix your thoughts as a man in your brother, little by little. Shards enough to leave only a little bit of discomfort unnoticed by Violet to forget.

Let it pile up. Inside the violet, fill it up.

And someday, when everything is in order. All you have to do is explore Violet's body with the accumulated thoughts of Yulan.

─ And not yet, not then.

"Well, that happiness, too, will be solved when I get back to the salon."

Lighten your tone and intentionally change your expression. Soft and gentle and young, fortunately, it would be easy to make Yulan's face.

Put your hands together and stretch out all the way up. For Yulan, who is long and has long legs, the public feels a little cramped even with easy-to-use furniture. He didn't have a shrinking consciousness, but his body muscles were more elaborate than he thought.

"Is it time to go back? If you stay too long, you're gonna get cold."

"Ah... yeah,"

"... yet, don't you want to go back? Others, like the library."

The first thing Yulan worried about was Claudia and Mary Jun, who were with him. I don't know if it's hard to see the two of them, or Mary Jun alone, but if Violet still doesn't want to go back, Yulan's take-away behavior is set.

There are also rainstorm effects here, but nothing wrong with indoors.

"No,... no, wow, not..."

……

Library room, salon, would it be better if we were closest to here and could get away from the student council room... it was a voice somewhere in a hurry that stopped me from having that idea.

"No, I... wanted to apologize to Yulan."