I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

How long has it been since Yulan returned to Mary Jun? Perhaps a few minutes, but for Violet, who was waiting, it was a time when she could feel a few tens of minutes.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Whether the conversation was well organized or not, Yulan, who could not see any grief, stepped next to Violet. I just smiled and said that it was okay even if I turned my gaze to it, so I don't know the details, but it seemed that the anxiety that had been eating inside my chest until just now would melt just by coming back like this.

"Marine, are you worried... are you tired too, Vio?"

”I've calmed down... I'm fine”

The waiting time was full of anxiety, and the heat that was too high was cooled down. After Yulan came back, he calmed down like he was taking a deep breath. When I calmed down, I almost choked on my own words.

"... I'm sorry, I..."

What did you do? I admit that I wanted to explode my emotions like that and crush them until they got messed up. You know enough to hate the pain that awaits you after you've done it.

I don't want to laugh at Mary June anymore. The happiness you were looking at was a sand castle that would collapse if you dumped it on the surface. It's not like I didn't want to crush you into a tearful figure.

But on the other side, the opposite voice sounds.

Is it really Mary Jun who is to blame? Is that really a good word for you to say? Isn't she a victim? You're not really the assailant, are you? Didn't you say too much? In the first place, you were so angry. Isn't it your fault? [M]

Is it true that the anger, the word, is righteous?

──Noooo...

"Huh...!?"

Pounced on my cheek, I laughed at my child and let the poison drain out of my calm air.

She's playing with her soft hair wrapped around her fingertips, sliding her index finger from the cheek to the outline of Violet, who is stiffening her eyes in amazement. I'm just relieved that you're still around, even if it's close enough to shine, as usual.

"It's all different whether it's Vio-chan's fault or Vio-chan's fault. You may have to think a lot, but that's not guilt. Vio didn't do anything to make you feel guilty."

"Ah....."

"Vio is just not used to getting angry."

The line of sight is filled with Yulan as it is occupied as close as possible. The pretty face is even more beautiful and sweet. When you fall in love, you become beautiful and make the person you fall in love with look beautiful. Yulan looks beautiful because Violet is in love with him, and Yulan looks beautiful because she is in love with Violet.

What a beautiful sight. More stunning than any gemstone, more spectacular than any shining gemstone.

“People who aren't used to anger care a lot about whether it's legitimate or not. Are you sure your anger is right? The truth is, I'm worried that it's just the eight of them, or that I'm the one who's to blame. Judging that feeling to be guilty, I decided that I was wrong. Because anxiety and guilt are alike

With a gentle face, a gentle voice, and gentle words.

I carefully disinfected and wrapped the bandage around the wound that has never healed, the wound that has become a scab, and the wound that has just increased. If it's all right now, I need to get scratched again and again until Violet is no longer suspicious.

"To be angry is to take care of yourself. That means you've listened to your heart scream. There's nothing wrong with Vio."

I know this is just spoiling. Sweet as ever, it prevents you from becoming independent, stops growing, and if you don't rely on it, you will fall. A blind all-affirmation far from the true kindness of the righteous.

But I don't care. I don't care if the affirmation is just a sweet poison. I can't stand on my own feet, so I can't live without Yulan like a baby.

All the way, all the way.

I wanted love like this.