I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

I have been asked many times if it is okay. If I could stop now, if I could scold Yulan with a distorted expression, it would be fine, but he backed down. However, the eyebrows remained drawn in eight characters. I wanted to reassure him that I was worried about him, and when I looked at him and smiled, he gave me the same look.

Today, I really thought about the "okay" that I always chanted like a spell. Even though the taste of the tea prepared by Yulan was so clear that there was no strange wave wind on his own, I had no impression of the many sights that came to my mind.

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The first time in a long time that I have visited a family home is no different than when I remember it. Even though it was such a disgusting place a few months ago, the beauty of the design can be honestly admired from the outside. It was made by a mother who was obsessed with everything, so it was only natural. It seems that the atmosphere of the separate residence is different again, but I actually don't know it because I haven't even seen it from a distance, rather than going there.

"When I say hello, I'll go get the things in the room." I'm going to finish with a brief greeting, but just in case, Marine-san packed my bags for the first time. "

"Eh... so you haven't been there since morning?"

"Yeah, I've got a couple of guys to help me with, so don't worry about the guy."

After Violet had finished her preparations, she never saw Marine. She wondered if she was in a hurry to buy something, or if she was working elsewhere, but apparently she was heading to the Vahan family before her.

For a moment, the area around the heart cooled down, but it quickly regained its temperature in Yulan's words. It was more terrible for Violet to let Marine go to enemy territory alone than to be cut off. In Yulan's words, as a man, of course, I can easily imagine that he prepared someone close to the guard.

"Thank you."

"No, Marine-san, you borrowed it and made me bum in the morning." I should have told you before.... "

"I can't help it." I don't expect you to set a date before you hear about our plans. "

If it were true, I would have sent Marine to finish packing and then greeted her and wiped all of Violet's living traces out of this house. If Violet is also present, you can tell her only two sentences: "I'm engaged, I'm moving."

For that reason, he also adjusted the schedule of Marine, and planned to calculate the date of the greeting──, but his father, who seemed to be dressed in arrogance, insanity and insanity, naturally sent a letter specifying the date and time. Yulan, who had read about it, was about to raid at this moment when the date was about to change, and only Sisui, who had desperately stopped using his power, knew it.

"I'm really sorry, even though you prepared so much..."

"Vio has nothing to apologize for." It's more of an apology! "

I'm sure that the schedule went crazy, but I can't positively see that the troubles of adjusting the schedule are gone. Honestly, it was just what I expected.

Violet was convinced that her father couldn't have considered our plans, and Yulan wasn't engaged in a political way in the first place if he was such a caring person. Expectations are more or less the emotions you have because you are evaluating your opponent, and while designating the date, time, and place as your own residence, the emotions you hold now on people who cannot wait for you are a word of "incompetence".

"Vio doesn't have to answer anything, you don't have to reply... if that's impossible, you can leave, right?"

"Fufu, thank you, but I'm really fine."

I think you're worried too much, but given the circumstances, Yulan is probably making concessions just because he's not here to say hello. I did the same thing, but I didn't even get a search for my father's house.

I'm fine now, but if I show up in front of you... it's not funny. That's probably where Yulan is worried.

It's hard to explain why Violet can feel so calm.

But from the bottom of my heart, it's really "okay".

Seeing the face of the man who appeared without── knocking, I knew it.