I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

Crisp and noticed that the sound of treading the lawn was approaching only after the Lord of that sound appeared.

"Huh..."

To my surprise, I look back in haste. I couldn't believe that people were coming to this place. I put my own thing on the shelf. At the time Violet was coming, she said it wouldn't be funny if a human being who likewise wanted to avoid people chose this place.

However, after recognizing the person, I was more surprised by why this person was here than by the fact that he had come.

"Dear Rosette,"

"Dear Vi, Olette,"

Today and today, an adorable and pathetic presence. Beautifully stretched back with beautiful purple hair. As long as I envy straight without distortion. I opened my thin, purple ridden eyes truly round, and with my usual smile I felt a different atmosphere than the impression that I was standing at the center of people.

I'm laughing, but I'm not laughing. Face when you think you have a good smile on your face but don't know what to do after this. Hurry, confusion, Rosette's head looks clear.

"Eh..."

Embrace something deeper into your chest and let your gaze get lost.

I don't know her enough to know what that means. However, it is clear that Rosette remembers the inconvenience of Violet's presence.

"Sorry, I'll be free in a minute"

"Ahhh..."

I'm already used to having people who don't like me. I won't get any more scratches right now, and if I don't feel sad about it, I won't try to fight it. Because if you don't even get hit with disgust as malice, that's not poison or medicine for Violet.

I stood up and tried to pass, that arm.

"Chi, no...... Huh!

At the same time he was caught, he made a noise with Bassari and the book Rosette was holding fell.

"Huh..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's okay..."

I tried to pick it up right away, two hands hitting and stopping in the air. One unnaturally, the other naturally. The former is Rosette and the latter is Violet. The gaze each looks down, and at the end of the gaze the open book is slightly shaken by a weak breeze.

When I held it, I didn't know what it was about in the book cover. I thought it was a novel or something, but the open page had a lot of colors. It's just not like a picture book.

"... Drawings?

"Huh."

Rosette's shoulders jumped plainly into words that were overflowing in the process of organizing the information obtained from her eyes. It won't be because its posture is hard to see its fingertips trembling in small pieces while it remains solidified by the way it reached for the ground.

Lots of pictures and fine letters on the open page. In a book prepared at an early age, there was a resemblance. Not yet, when Violet wasn't Violet. As a boy, when I was growing up.

That's why I'm so surprised Rosette has it. The same is true of having drawings, but above all, their contents.

I'm sure the impression many people have of her would be that beautiful flowers roll through brightly colored pages. Violet had a roughly similar impression when she was watching Rosette from afar, though.

Instead of the hardened rosette, I picked up the fallen book and paid for the fine sand. The book cover got dirty, but not particularly scratched. I checked the contents a little, but they weren't even torn.

"Yes, go ahead"

"Ah... yes..."

Receive the book offered in an unscrupulous motion and hold it in your chest the same way you did when you came here. I was surprised at how powerful my body was at that time, but apparently it was because I wanted to hide the existence of the book. Even so, it is not a very meaningful behavior after it is already known to the contents.

"Um, this, is..."

I want to make excuses, but I don't see any good words. After they find out the truth, it's pointless to try to mislead them, no matter how many lies they line up. That's why I have to keep my mouth shut.

It's not just because nothing Rosette understands so easily that her insides are in her hands.

Violet had experienced the same thing herself. That's why I could easily imagine what Rosette was in today, what she wanted to say and what she was worried about.

"If you don't want to explain, I don't mind. Because I won't ask you anything, and I won't tell you."

"Huh...?

"If you tell me to forget, let's do that.... you didn't want them to know, did you?

The reason Rosette seemed so uncomfortable when we met was not because Violet was there. People were in such a hurry.

I want to hide it, I tried to hide it, but if there was a customer there, I'd be in a hurry. Not to mention the other guy, because he's a violet with few good stories... he could still have been the cause of the rush.

"You realized I misunderstood and you stopped me."

Rosette pulled my arm because she realized that Violet thought she hated Violet.

Though her secrets turned out to be revealed as a result. Nobody's bad, Rosette, of course, even Violet. Just some accidental prank worked, no one to blame.

That's not why I can comfort Rosette's heart, though.

"Thank you. I'm sorry to distract you"

Whatever it is, I don't have a hobby for blowing people's secrets. In a rambling way, I'm not even interested. Although it lacks persuasion in unreliable patterns, there is no visible guarantee, so I have no other reason to believe all this.

"Disillusioned, haven't you...?

"... to what, I wonder"

"Because I..."

"Sure... although it may be unusual"

The name of the book Rosette had was Reptile Atlas.

In this school, the less favored kind of things. Many people love flowers and nature, but they can't accept the worms and reptiles that are bound to follow them there. So this school is also less frequent to witness such creatures while having a lot of nature. Even if they break in from the outside, they won't breed on school grounds.

Whatever your gender age, it's true that you're supposed to be bad at it.

"Whatever you're attracted to, it's your freedom"

Someone's liking is someone's disliking, someone's disliking is someone's liking. Nowhere is the decision that you should only love things that are acceptable to 10,000 people. You only have the right to choose, whatever you like or dislike, you can personalize yourself by choosing whatever you want.

Hiding it is also a hand if you want to bury it, but you don't have to convert anything into dislike.

"Well, I really don't like people, so I'd better watch out for places and people"

Because freedom of preference and care for the surroundings are separate again.

The push of likes, the compulsion of dislikes, is only annoying if you cross the line. It's not freedom anymore, it's just an infringement.

Once Violet didn't get it. So I pushed, forced, and at the end of the day Violet herself was deemed harmful.

I feel like it was a long time ago, but I still remember the feeling of intent to kill I gripped that day.

"Well, good day to you"

Keep your head down gently and don't look back any more. The encounter, which was just a mistake, was immediately driven to the corner of my head and didn't shock me enough to clear up the swirling swirl in my brain.

Just a little, patrol event that darkened the color of her name just a little.