I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

It was indisputable malice that knocked him down. It was a murder weapon thrown with a clear intent to scratch. The accumulated pus screamed, and a── violent guilt sprouted in my empty heart.

Pale and chopped by Violet, Mary Jun. The appearance of weeping is sure to be beautiful and sad. But for Violet, it was just a sight that only aggravated her anger and guilt.

Even though I'm stinging you with a twitch and a soft heart, I want to scream again if you don't cry. Conflicting emotions gushed out of nowhere and made me nauseated.

Yeah, I── want to hear it.

"Vio, breathe properly."

"Um......"

"It's okay, just take it slowly." That's right, you're good at it. "

Just like when I was putting my child to bed, my back was slapped with a slow rhythm, and my vision, which was flickering like a flicker, was restoring the natural scenery.

As if to hide the figure of Mary Jun crying, the collar of the uniform in front of her. If I raise my gaze a little, Yulan, who smiles, looks down at me. One hand took Violet's hand and the other turned back.

That's all, even the shallow breath is shrinking.

"I'm tired." Today, I'll go straight home and take a quick break. "

Neither the air in this room, nor the crying Mary Jun, seemed to be through her mind. If I had been a good, kind person, I would have worried about Mary June, who was about to collapse. That's general kindness, and it's a morality that many people learn.

In that case, Violet knew in one corner of her head that Yulan, who did not fall under that category, was a very cold person. Tears or a weak angel screamed with emotion, and in front of the wicked girl who was roaring at the impulse that could not be cured, the angel could be cut off without hesitation.

And when I feel happy about it, I still have a distortion that can't be healed.

"I'm sure that Marine-san has prepared many sweets that Vio-chan likes." I wonder if there is also a warm tea. I also gave you various leaves, but it's not as good as the people who have been brewing it for a long time after all. "

As if there was no one here but myself and Yulan, it seemed illusory. As usual, the gentle voice and gaze were only directed at Violet.

Slowly, your back is being pushed and your legs are moving forward. Your hardened body moves as if you were being led. Supported by Yulan, you don't have to look in front of you, you don't have to fall, you don't have to hit anyone. It was just Yulan's smile and voice at the end of his gaze that was in his consciousness.

As it flows, the door of the pickup car opens. He was supposed to be the driver, but Yulan was quicker than that. Yulan looks down at Violet, who is in the back seat, with her hand on the door. If it were true, I would have gone home like this.

I'm sorry, Vio, can you wait a moment?

"Huh...?"

"...... I'm going to tell her a little bit. I don't want to be told about Vio at home."

"Ahh..."

Even though it was just a moment ago, I remember the crying face of a girl who was completely out of her mind. I wonder what emotions it is, but my heart is getting heavy again, and I feel like I'm burning up from the edge. I don't want you to go, and I think it's something you should do if it's true.

But more than that, I had a hunch that if I looked at my face now, it would cause further scolding from my mouth. I can't imagine what kind of commotion would happen to Violet right now after Mary June came home with the traces of crying.

"I'm going to come back soon... but you must be tired. Can you give me a lift first?" I'll let you come back later. "

"Fine.... fine, I'll be waiting." I'll be waiting... so let's go home together. "

"... yes, thank you"

I could see that Yulan smiled slightly at me as I turned my gaze away like a fool.

I am aware that I have become like a frivolous child. It's like an excuse for a child who doesn't know what to do when she stays with her mother and doesn't leave. I was convinced, but I didn't give up. The emotions on my distant back weren't childish.

(Please come back── quickly and quickly. Quickly, from her place)

Distrust and anxiety are not disturbing. Not jealousy or monopoly greed or anything cute like that. I'm sure it started from the moment she was born. I don't want to be robbed, but it was an old habit.