I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

When Marin was throwing up an unreachable curse, Mary Jun at the time was still in school. Quite the opposite of Violet, Mary Jun, who often goes straight home rather than staying longer, apparently made another choice today with her sisters. Half of them should consist of the same genes at once, but they're two that don't resemble each other anywhere.

Nevertheless, Yulan sidelined that smile, assuming that even if it were similar, the day would not come when he would consider Mary Jun.

"Yulan, you've been close to your sister for a long time, haven't you?

"Well... we're not the only students at this school. We've known each other for a long time."

You will see Mary Jun, who is just there to reveal the brightness, and Yulan, who is also smiling and having a conversation... At least many face-to-face acquaintances who attend this school will surely be so illusioned.

But suppose, Gear on the spot... but Claudia would have noticed. On the energetic side of Yulan's floating smile that doesn't reflect any emotions.

Beautifully arced lips, narrow eyes. The voice color is calm, and she looks so perfect that it's not funny when people say she's more upset. I can tell whoever sees it is laughing, but that is why it is obvious that that is not Yulan's expression.

The real Yulan is by no means a calm quality. I've hardly worshipped Yulan's smile, not even enough gear to be bracketed with my best friend around me. Beneath the skin of hundreds and hundreds of layered surfaces is a ruthless, merciless cold-blooded man whose demons can also cry out.

And there's only one man in the world who turns a smile of happiness from the bottom of his heart - and at a time when Violet is not his opponent, Yulan's expression is no different than nothing. No matter how soft and gentle the look was, no matter how complete and perfect it looked, there's no emotion in it if you peek inside.

I just layered the paint over the mask and painted the face the place deserved.

"There's also a middle section... I guess there's hardly any from the high section"

"Isn't that unusual?

"I knew it..."

By the way, Yulan felt uninterested when she was a woman who often changed her expression and voice color.

I may have learned some sympathy for Mary Jun, who is visible how depressed she is, if she is the right person. Because it is never a mistake to see Mary Jun, who was thrown into the aristocratic world at the convenience of her parents, as a victim.

It's just that Yulan didn't have a name among them.

(... that was a waste of time)

There's nothing heartbreaking about being depressed, but rather enough to tongue you into the frustration of having a meaningless conversation with a prank.

I just had a little talk and I guessed, the innocent and ignorant side of Mary Jun. A type of person who may be bright and adorable, but that's why he lacks consideration for all things.

These types are not considered because they have a wide field of view. Make it just to call fraternity good and honorable, majority voting equal, and rectifying heresy mediocre.

You don't look at the existence of a bounced being, you laugh at the mistake that the world has become round. I'm sure you won't even notice the sharpened corners. I assume that the world is beautiful at the same time if it is beautiful in my field of view. I can't go around the idea of how dangerous a thought that is.

No matter how far you reach, you can't hold your back from the front.

If a race can do something it didn't realize, it won't matter how much Yulan stares. Because what Mary Jun herself doesn't know, what she doesn't realize, and how Yulan imagines, assumes, and assumes, cannot be answered together.

"... I'm sorry, it's time, okay? I left a lot in the classroom, so I want to go back."

"Oh, I was...! Sorry, thanks."

"No, it's okay"

If you don't have any information, this is a waste of time. Mary Jun and Yulan are too incompatible in the first place when they say they are opponents who just don't have good emotions. My personality doesn't fit desperately.

A lovely voice chases Yulan as she raises her hips and tries to turn her back without greeting her.

"It was a pleasure talking to you! Can I speak to you again?

"I'm not in the same class as you, and same-sex is a better place to talk, right?

"That's not true! This is how I got to know him around the corner. I want to talk to him for a drink and get along."

"... well"

"Yeah! Nice to meet you, Yulan."

Tomorrow again, Yulan could not move off the spot until his back, waving away loudly, disappeared.

Shocked... yes, it was shocking. It can also be described as stunning. Because it was a development that was too unexpected, unexpected, and unexpected of the possibility of shards.

"Huh, ku, haha... Huh"

A laugh that I couldn't chew to death overflows through the gap between my fingers that held my mouth. It was a rare heartfelt grin, and no mask of any kind, an exposure of Yulan's true heart.

'Cause... too, that woman is hilarious.

"Oh... uh, ooh"

Yulan's face, having finished laughing a little, was distorted by both pleasure and discomfort. Even though the back of my eyes are cold enough to freeze, there are darker signs of laughter in my mouth than I just did.

I knew that girl was stupid. Nothing but stupidity for Yulan to be a man of purity and honesty. I've been looking down on you, and I thought you were the only one I'd ever stomp on.

But apparently, much more than Yulan thought, that woman is dull.

(... friendly, hey)

Such a day will never come. The day will not come when Mary Jun's worth will be more than it is now in Yulan, and I don't think she will be able to understand what Yulan's world is made of. There's no way I know what a fraternal girl thinks about a man who doesn't care what he destroys for Violet. Because Mary Jun is already on its doomed side in the first place.

Will the day come when Mary Jun will notice about it?

I'm sure... you won't notice. Until the day Yulan turns his fangs, I'm sure she will continue to believe. That the kind world I see is pouring down on everyone. Recognize only clean, right and beautiful objects, without knowing the back of the world you are in or the narrowness of your horizons. Laugh without knowing the boundaries of dreams and reality.

In fact, Mary Jun didn't realize until the end.

From the first time we spoke to the end of goodbye, it was just that Yulan never tried to face Mary Jun.