I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

I've noticed from the beginning that this emotion is only my ego.

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"I'm not in the mood."

…………

I am as aware of the disturbance of the air emanating from me. I want to keep people away from anything, but there are so many verses I do on purpose. In fact, the atmosphere surrounding Yulan will not gather people just now.

Well, my classmates can't guess Yulan's mood, and it would be recognition to the extent that I'm thinking of something. If you're not coming close, I don't mind either.

When it comes to people who just don't stop responding to their surroundings with shards, I feel like saying a lot.

"Shut up, Gear"

"No, I only said one word."

"That's loud"

"I'm sorry about you."

Does Gear, also known as Best Friend, realize that he is unnecessarily angry because he is laughing even though he says so? It is possible that I have not guessed at all, or that I have ignored it after realizing it, that I think it doesn't matter if I pull it all together. The point is that for Gear, Yulan's grumpy mood means nothing or value.

I'm sure Yulan likes that part of Gear. And at the same time, even neglected.

Watching a lot of things and being free to yourself and others is a very easy thing for Yulan, who accounts for most of his relationships at a loss.

The boundaries between oneself and others are clear without being bitterly complained about in a sense of righteousness or coming to an understandable side with unsolicited interpretation. If you can see your face and have a conversation, you don't care if there's a nagging spread between you. I know it's the gear that makes the flattest interaction in a way.

But at the same time, there are emotions that are stimulated by being such a gear opponent.

Few princes of a country closed in the name of neutrality, who dislike gear wrapped around exotic scents because of its appearance, are also in the school. Conversely, Yulan's is more special than Gear because of the circumstances he carries, but many students accept it because of his favorite appearance, expression, and personality. To be so, I've stood around calculating. So many students will admire Yulan.

And Gear lives without any emotions around him like that. The indifference, the indifference, the overwhelming margin, seems to be an interminable strength.

Though I can never put it into words to be jealous and angry.

"... you're talking loud, it hits my head"

"Uh... lack of sleep? It's done."

"I know."

I have a lot to think about and do, and I haven't had half my usual sleep lately. It adds hypotension there, and I'm in a terrible mood and fit. I didn't mean to fail to manage myself, but my plans went crazy because I had more to think about.

(There's not much information you can collect just in school...)

Examine and analyze that little information, dig deeper if credible… The result is that you only have cards in your hand that are almost the same as they were before you looked them up. I mean, mostly underdeveloped.

Although the struggle to fall asleep is all in vain, the only option to quit does not exist.

(Vio, are you okay...)

What floats is the look on Violet's face last seen. A face where surprise, haste and despair lived together, and a subsequent, distant back.

When that series of scenes ran through her brain more than once, the cause that made her look like that was hateful. I'm more angry because I don't know one thing that is definitive, even though I can generally predict it.

Even this pain makes me want to blame that innocent sister, spurting through the painful temples.

(After all, it's hard not to get information at home)

To Violet herself, I can never ask. Don't remind her of the house outside. And I'm sure she won't tell herself anything either.

When I was okay, Violet laughed at me with her temper, and she tricked me over and over again. I didn't notice her being strong. I should have realized earlier that Violet's okay was patience, not fine.

(Best if you ask Mr. Marin...)

Someone who knows everything about Violet more than Yulan in a way. Undoubtedly for Violet, a woman I trust more than anyone else in the world. If only we could contact her, not only would the Yulan question be dispelled, but we would also benefit from everything as a by-product.

It's just too risky in many ways to do that.

First of all, there's no way to make personal contact with her. None of us have the same way of contacting Marin, our servant, without anyone's intermediary. There will be a phone call to the Varhan family, but Marin won't be able to use it personally, and the letter doesn't know where to touch anyone's eyes.

If the Lord lived in a separate house, there was still a way. Because Bellows was just caged in his room, and the servants were just people with pity and affection for Violet.

But now, there are three foreign objects to Yulan in that house. Because the people who looked after them in separate homes have moved with them, the servants don't necessarily take Violet into account at all.

I trust Marine, but I don't trust Shards.

"Chi......"

Unexpectedly, tongue punching leaks. It's not that I'm stuck... but I still don't have a lot of hands to hit, and I have a pile to think about. In addition, the means of interaction with Marine must be worked out for the purpose of the last resort.

The cause increased faster than the lack of sleep resolved.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but there's just something I need to tell you."

"Ah...?

He turns his gaze, who was unknowingly falling back, toward the gear that took the previous seat at will. It is unconscious to say that it is the pain in the head that has caused the staring results.

Gear can't possibly be cowered by Yulan's look at the usual soft cat getting lost. I opened my thin lips without incident, I said.

"You, Rosette Megan, you know what?