I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

"Master Violet is a snack, isn't he?"

"Really? I think dessert is pretty good for eating."

At lunch, I noticed that the air in the dining room we visited stopped for a moment. I don't even have to think about the reason, probably because there are two famous people together in the opposite direction.

Which one of you wanted to avoid the gaze that came too attached and took a seat at the end? We noticed each other's gaze, so maybe it was a natural flow.

To the two of you who sat opposite each other, what did your surroundings think? From the hissy talk and the surprising gaze that can be directed at him, he hasn't received it very well. Perhaps there is a growing distrust of Violet.

Though I don't even care now as a violet. Rosette, who strengthened her grin plainly from the time she entered the dining room, seems to care. Because he smiles a little too much so that whoever sees it can see that he enjoys it.

"Master Rosette is the type who doesn't like to be very sweet?

Unlike Violet, who obviously has more dessert dishes, Rosette's lunch doesn't seem to include dessert. It's rare to be as extreme as Violet, but it's also rare for students without dessert.

"It's not that I don't like it... I prefer Bitter one way or another"

We both suppressed our voices a little because it was a different fact from Rosette's image.

Similar, but not alike, I think. Rosette's truth resembles the imagination Violet is held in. If we looked the other way, maybe it would have been a little better. Though I guess other worries will arise when that actually happens. Because there is no such thing as meditation.

"Lady Violet likes sweets, doesn't she?"

"Yep. On the other hand, I really can't be bitter."

"That would be delicious..."

"I thought if I grew up with black coffee, I'd be able to drink it."

"I understand. When you're little, you don't think for a reason."

"You didn't like it, did you? I need black in a coffee shop or something."

"Is it going to come true?

"Not at all"

Hehe, the sight of the two smiling in gaze makes you feel somewhere sacred beautiful. A curious gaze cannot inhibit that space. I can't even think of breaking and entering. There is something drifting that makes me think that foreign objects can't be forgiven for entering the finished place, even if it is themselves.

"But it's totally different from store to store. Maybe Master Violet can drink it?

"I don't think that's the kind of thing... I don't really go to shops like that"

I had never paid much attention to the imprint that coffee could not be drunk because it was a delicious sweet coffee shop or a cute serving cake shop.

(Always, Yulan told me)

You made a big deal out of the fact that you prefer sweetness, because after your jail failure. Until then, great care has been taken not to destroy the image held more than Rosette.

I have behaved like a strong, noble, beautiful person. Though at some point I had bent it and become a high-pressure and arrogant person.

I've pretended to enjoy the bitterness that spreads to my mouth if people want black coffee instead of sweetness.

Yulan snuck up on me and gave me chocolate and marshmallows.

At party venues, swallow dishes you don't even like around. Before the limit of patience came, Yulan hid and gave it to me. Include it in your mouth and recover.

That's when he always had a look that looked complicated somewhere. When I escaped to a tired and unpopular place, I was sure to find it and offered a lot of treats.

I guess it's not my fault that that smile always seemed sad.

(Worried, you made me)

In the fact that I didn't notice a single thing at the time, is it now the effect of my own desire for exclusivity that I realize? I'm glad to be able to reaffirm my gratitude to Yulan, but on the contrary, I also feel strangled.

I know it's better to stay away, but it made me unnecessarily reluctant to stay away.

I wanted to reward you, but that's not enough. I want to repay you, still, far from this thought.

I know Yulan better than anyone. I'm sure he can make any man happy. I became such a wonderful person.

If you could see me like that by my side, how dare you.

It's just a strength, a beauty, I'm sure it's just another lie.

By my side, next door, closest, I want to be laughing, and I want you to be laughing.

The person he makes happy is himself good.

If Yulan's loved one is himself.

"─ Huh?

Kashan, and he made a tall noise, and the fork he had scattered around his desk.

"Vi, Lady Violet...... are you okay?

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

Across the street, Rosette, who looked in a hurry, was calling for a supply and asking for a new dish. Though I could see the sight, hear the caring voice, and answer it. Something completely different is swirling in my head.

Your cheeks have a fever on their own, and your eyeballs tension a membrane of moisture. I'm sure I'm about to cry pitifully right now. That look of leaning over is blocked by hair dripping from his shoulders.

I was desperate to hold my trembling lips and not overflow my brain so that everything I felt right now would not sound.

In a narrow field of view, just desperate, I was thinking.

(Now, I...)

I was just wondering what I thought.