I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

Surprisingly, there is no curfew in Violet. It's just not that there's a lot of freedom, but rather in the sense that there's a more cynical reality.

It is not my father or Violet himself who shapes Violet's curfew, but it is up to Mary Jun or his mother-in-law's heart. If either of them cares about Violet, at that point Violet will have exceeded the curfew, and if they don't care, they won't be interested in going home in the morning.

No, bad outside hearings can piss you off... but none of the emotions that lead Violet to herself. I don't like the fact that there are no shards or grains of sand. My already scratchy heart has also withered.

Now I don't break any emotion or temper anymore, and even if I'm hit with dissatisfaction, I can hear it from right to left. It's easier to be thorough with sandbacks because you only lose money by moving your emotions. Are you used to it or are you giving up... Either way, it's not a healthy thing, but I never thought I could have a healthy life in this house in the first place.

"I'm nervous, but I think I did my best!

"Right. It was my first test and it would have been tough."

So even today, I turn myself into a machine. Drive the three smiling people to the edge of your sight, just an inorganic thing that moves your hands and mouth.

Depending on the day, it's like a roulette that Violet herself doesn't even know if the taste works. Sometimes I find it delicious, but when I try to be heartless, I can only recognize food as a lump of nutrition and an object that fills my stomach.

You made me a corner, but I think I'm sorry. It's so delicious when you eat in your own room, but I didn't know this would depend on people just being in the same space as the place.

Still, I guess that's all Violet makes me think about being able to swallow without feeling uncomfortable wanting to spit it out. Neither the touch of the tongue nor throat makes you feel uncomfortable being tasteless.

At the same time, I feel safe about that, and now what happens after the results of the test... I felt the back of my stomach gained weight just thinking about it.

× × × ×

The results of the test are pasted into the hallway once. I just don't know the ranking of Mary Jun and the others because the hierarchy is different by grade. However, if it were the same as last time, she would be in first place.

Even when I didn't cooperate, I got the top without difficulty. Even more difficult this time, it will be troublesome to confirm it at the earliest possible time.

(Am I... fourth?)

I don't know how much it was last time...... I don't remember it anymore but it definitely went up quite a bit. The vast majority of humans should appreciate good grades. Objectively, if a third party sees it, though.

But for that father, Violet is disputed at a time when rank is lower than that of Mary Jun. Even if it were in the upper order...... there is no way that day could come when that father would praise Violet to the extent that the scale of reprimand would be slightly smaller. This is not a dimension of possibilities, but surely, as a promised future.

At a time when she wasn't in first place, Violet was an 'embarrassing sister who couldn't be in first place' for Mary Jun. And even if, desperately, he took first place, he ended up recognizing the facts without being praised for it.

What an irrational, hard lineage. Violet is the only one being charged, although the last three think of themselves as the ideal family.

(Well...... I'm used to it already)

Ha, and I'm used to giving up so much that I can give up with one sigh. The earliest anger doesn't boil either, I have a sense that I've saved a lot of energy because I failed once.

"... I wonder how Yulan was."

I'm not worried or expecting anything about my half-sister, I'm not interested in shards in many ways.

On the contrary, if you are Yulan, you worry, although you have no anxiety. It's close to the earliest habit to really hit your sister, although you're familiar with someone as young as your brother and only one old person.

Yulan is somewhat of a Mary Jun person. It has the talent to quickly absorb and leverage many. Though he was not an unconscious genius like Mary Jun, but the type who understood his abilities correctly. Whatever you do, it doesn't make any difference that you're good.

Still worries come first, not reassurance, I guess, because somewhere in my mind I still treat Yulan like a child. The little boy, who was protecting him on his back, grew into a fine young man. Still, it's a cute cute little disciple for Violet, because he's a lot more important than his family.

As if she were an overprotective mother, she grinned at her emotions.

"I've been working hard, and I'm sure I'll have good results..."

I can't imagine what level that is.

Speaking of which, last time, I never heard of Yulan's test results... I was listening, I couldn't afford it. Even though Mary Jun had dusted all her pride, my father scolds me with disdain. It's natural to deny existence, I tell you to strive for habits that don't acknowledge effort. The contradictions are terrible and I don't know what they mean, but I guess they were legitimate reasoning for my father. I endured how unreasonably, well, a year that would fly as far as I could if I objected. Rather, was the end of the year's worth of depression the result of a major eruption called prison?

Because of mental fatigue, there was no room or gap to worry about Yulan. Rather, I think I let Sawayama cheer me up. Back then, it was me who was worried.

If you abandoned everything and gave up, but could afford to think of Yulan as a result, it would be a full return.

(Ah... I need to thank you both later)

Thanks to Claudia and Milania, we were able to achieve more results than we could possibly achieve. I am willing to thank Yulan again for asking me, but I must also add a thank you to both of you for taking further care of Mary Jun.

I'm not going to take my sister's place, but I don't think Mary Jun can thank you properly... honestly. Instead of being polite, her values are still civilian. He seems willing to improve on himself, but he can't tolerate failure on his prince's part.

And assuming you serve something, it would be Violet who would scold you.

Not from Claudia and the others, but from that blind father. My father, who does not want to give anything but affection to Mary Jun, may even push me here to blame her ignorance.

(Ask Marin to prepare something for you)

Because their preferences are unclear, I like what they receive from as many people as possible. Would it be best to ask the chef if confectionery is the most classic? He said Claudia and the others liked his admirable tea leaves, and let's hear about other rare ingredients.

First of all, I have to live with my father's irrational remarks.

I stopped thinking when I realized that it was not growth but degeneration that I didn't like it or remember my anger.