I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

I want to hear your voice. I want to see him. I want to talk to you.

That's anxiety or fear or missed or uncut. There are as many reasons as there are, but in the end, all I think about is wanting to see her.

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Yulan doesn't write down what he's looked into. To remain in form is to leave equals evidence. It can be good for Yulan, but it can also have the opposite effect. For those like Yulan who came across just their minds, a poor image is a matter of death and survival.

Fortunately, I had confidence in my memory. There are a lot of things I want to forget, but I remember them all so accurately that I don't like them. I used to endure wearing futons in those past, but now it's a great advantage to say. Because Yulan is able to store a lot of information.

"I haven't been in class all these days."

"'Cause it's a hassle to get around"

"Why don't you go to the princess?

Sitting on Yulan's desk with a cheek cane, the loosely tilted neck of Gear's expression is fun. At first glance, you look like you're making fun of this one. But the truth is, Gear doesn't want to do that, he's just enjoying the situation. It's not that I want to piss Yulan off, or make him even more anxious, but whether I enjoy it or get bored knowing it's funny as it is, that's all.

A man who lives for himself everywhere. They have reason not to deliberately spreading malice and just enjoy it, but as for this one, which is made an ingredient to enjoy, I'm angry either way. It's extra because what Gear is saying precisely pokes the soft part of Yulan.

"I've got more to look into because of you."

"I blame people for breathing. You."

"It was good information, I don't appreciate it."

"You're usually thankful there."

There are no signs of getting tired of Kerakera and the gear that she opens her mouth to laugh at, and apparently decided to enjoy this reaction to the best of her ability. The look on Yulan's face, which he enjoys without any worries, is so nerve-wrenching. Recently, I've had a headache due to a tight reduction in my sleep and more and less wrapped up information.

To Yulan, who holds the eyebrows down and leans down, the incarnation of freedom is just a look. He'll do some work if you ask him, but he won't be used as a pawn. Gear's point of view of objectively seeing things as a third party is very useful, but it is not a good idea to count on that whim.

"Well, fine. I wonder if even Mon came out."

"You know what, you hear me?

"Come on?"

Do you feel like your nerves are being stroked backwards because of Gear's expression, or because you can't afford Yulan?

The resulting information was very beneficial, but I use my head for its credibility and usage because it is beneficial. I've had more trouble, and I've slept even less, and the stress of not going as far as I think still strikes me with headaches. Whether you stick to your desk any more, or your ears against people's voices, even a half step won't make any progress.

"... I think it's a good time."

I gathered as much as I could, thought only, then next time.

Don't get caught.

"What do you think I am?"

"Funny guy in many ways"

"I just don't want you to tell me."

Gear would be more heretical than anyone else in this school. I didn't expect the prince there to treat me ridiculously when he said that Sheena's people were a heteromorphic treatment, not only within the school, but globally. I have a sense of being in an irregular position, but that's why I don't feel out of common sense. Love and obsession, priority and speed of severance, all of which is just poured out on one person.

I just want to make my loved ones, Violet, happy.

Anything you can do to do that, anybody can just get hurt.