I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

Long time no see. Still, I think the only thing that bothers me that I've been away from for a long time is that I've had so much time that I was in a hurry. In the corner of the hallway where people's signs have diminished, words can be exchanged as normal. It's not enough to see it, and you can't just get a voice. Reach out and you'll be touched and you'll feel the happiness of each other being ahead of your gaze.

It looks like everything in the world is stuck in this corner.

"You weren't home yet."

"Because it seemed like Vio was still there"

"Can I help you?

"Yeah, I just wanted to wait"

When you smile and laugh in a good mood, the place is no different than usual. I'm sure that's been the case for a long time, and rather as rare as it is to look angry. Is it something that you feel so sacred with one of the feelings on the receiving side that you have always accepted? Does everyone who has fallen in love feel this way?

Every trick, every word, they all get special and weigh around the heart, but the weight makes me happy. As long as it piles up, it seems to get bigger. It seems like a love heart that no one can beat will ever be created. It shouldn't make sense to compete for something invisible about how you feel, but you can't imagine how you feel about him beat anyone.

"But where were you? I looked around a lot, but you weren't anywhere."

"Oh... because I was in the student council room"

Yulan's expression shook slightly in a student council statement. It was just a few seconds in time, so upsetting that if I blinked, I might forget, but there was certainly a moment when that mouth was drawn to it.

I regretted just a little that maybe I should have been deluded. For Yulan, the student council, whoever's in it, will always be special, not the one who can break it off like Violet. How did you feel watching Violet rampage unilaterally obsessed with such an opponent? I would have hung up a lot of worries, and maybe I just felt bad about being close to Violet. I was so blindly arrogant that I couldn't even think about it.

"I have apologized for helping you with your work."

"Huh...?

"Because I have not made a proper apology for my actions so far"

Yulan's eyes swim much more plainly and agitated than just now, back to back with Violet speaking clearly. The trembling tiny, tiny, tiny, golden color overlaps his person... and at the same time seems like something completely different. I react to even a few shards because I'm a special person, but every time I overlap, I feel different from everyone else. At the end of the day, oh, I think you like it.

"I've thought about a lot of things. What you do, what you do, how people feel. I saw what I hadn't looked at before, and I knew it. It's a big deal to think about... I didn't even know that."

Violet's brain has been stirring around lately. Facing you turning away is a lot easier than you imagine and a lot more tiring than you imagine.

Still, the direction I wanted to go was just fixed, and I didn't feel like stopping walking. I want to be, I don't know what a big deal it is, but I want a reason to stay around at all, and I want to sharpen the reason I'm not close. It is the habit of a maiden who falls in love that I want her to see only beautiful.

"Um, so did Yulan... before this, I'm sorry. You've got a bad attitude."

"There's nothing I don't like about Vio being screwed. I got worried, though."

Yulan is always nice and there with a beautiful presence. To be next to it, it may not be true reflection and regeneration to look at oneself with all that desire. But now I don't feel like I believe in justice to Violet. There is no hero who shows up refreshed and saves everything. There's always a choice between priority and luck for everyone. Correctness is pointless for those who cry where no one can reach them. Now it changes, if it has consequences, then reason, reason, whatever.

"I did a lot of terrible things... and I did a lot worse than Yulan knew. As a person, even a line that should never be crossed, I stepped on it. You can't deny being a bad guy."

Nobody knows, stories from the past that are gone already. You can never tell me more about it, and if you do poorly, they can suspect you're going to act like that in the future. I can assure you that if you ask me if I have any evil feelings for Mary Jun, I will lie, but if you ask me if I hate you as much as I want to kill you, I can say no. Because I don't want to get close, I just don't want you involved, and I don't want to get rid of it.

I chose such a far-flung, hard to understand word, but I told it because I wanted you to know. Expose it, throw it at yourself, and don't let it disappoint you later. Seems like a line of prevention, and I know it's just encircling.

Still, I want you to stay with me. - Shouldn't you tell me the rest of it?

"... Vio, you're just making a little mistake"

Yulan's toe, with his hips raised from the window frame, is reflected in his tending to lean vision. Big hands flutter and envelop your hidden ears with your hair above your stiff shoulders as you figure out what to say. When I looked up in surprise, there was a melting smile of Yulan so close that my forehead seemed to stick.

A gentle voice that only sounds clear to Violet, with a small sound when telling a secret story, runs from ear to heart.

"Anything is fine, evil, good or something else. Whatever you do, whatever happens, it doesn't matter."

I wasn't interested in the hero everyone admired. Even heroes who help the weak didn't want to be. When I was little, all I wanted to protect was my life. I don't care who else is, but that feels the same now.

There's only one thing that's changed. Something that got Violet and Yulan wanted to be for the first time.

"Because I'm not justice, I'm on Vio's side"

I just wanted to be on this guy's side, who's nobody else.