I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

I think it's pathetic to cry and hold back. Even if you just say this, I think that the root of Violet who can be said to like her as a sister is cute. But it was nothing but "something" separated by glass. I think the dress I saw in the window shopping is nice, and I forget it because it's not enough to take it. Temporary emotions, feelings that disappear in an instant.

It's so pathetic, so cute ─ ─ but I don't need it.

"Just a little, just a little, give me a chance. I think a lot, think, all of it."

My breathing is mixed with water and I am suspicious of the rhythm. It seems that he is not conscious of enduring it at the earliest. Tears like flowing pearls rolled down and wet the back of Mary Jun's hand holding Violet's hand. The crying face of a lovely girl is sad, and Mary Jun, who is naive and has a strong smile impression, is particularly painful than sadness.

"I'll give you back everything we took...."

Grab Violet's hand and beg. The back of Violet's head was trembling little by little, as if the child were crying at her mother. I stroked that white head, but the tremors didn't go away, and there was nothing to say to Violet.

(... sweet kid)

Kind, cute, and young as ever. A child's mind that remains unchanged forever is sacred, but it is synonymous with not growing. Mary Jun's innocent purity probably stemmed from her father's failure to grow. Because I have been away from danger, the sense of danger is thin, and I think equally of things that are heartfelt and kind. People with kindness believe that anyone can demonstrate it.

I'm not talking about whether I can return it or not. It was already sweet when I thought I took it. This house is not intended for love except Mary Jun in the first place. I didn't have Violet's share from the beginning.

Violet wasn't aware of it before. He taught me the second time. Violet has changed, and many people have changed. I can talk to Claudia normally, and I can be friends with Rosette. Nobody has come to see him since he was called out in the first place. Yuran and Marine were as kind as ever, but I felt they smiled more than before.

This house was the only one that didn't change. No matter how much Violet changes, nothing will increase or decrease in this house.

Of course. We don't need Violet here in the first place. You don't have to be here, if you are, at least not to disturb anyone. Whether it is useful or not, it is made up of such criteria.

When my mother was alive, she was a useful existence. I can replace my father and force my mother to take care of me. Even if my mother had a tantrum, the three families who lived in the separate house would be safe if they were nearby.

─ ─ Now what?

The tingling and stroking hand stopped. It seems that something that has been hooked up all along suddenly fell on me. I was looking for it, but I actually realized it was right in front of me. Looks like we have all the pieces of the puzzle that we've completed with the missing pieces.

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"Eh...?

There was a noise from the outside, a voice, and the two of them turned their gaze. Mary Jun's eyes became bright red, and the white skin on her cheeks and nose changed color like apples.

While confused about something, he made a reckless noise and hinted. Is the cold air coming in through the open door just the outside air, or is it the anger surrounding the characters? Grab two daughters with sharp gazes that remind them of Hannya's side, far exceeding the highest value Violet knew.

I'm sure I've never seen anything like it. Mary Jun, who turned confusion into fear, called him in a trembling voice.

"Father...?