I Swear I Won't Bother You Again!

When I got home after that, my parents didn't say anything to me. Same thing happened last time, but I hear Mary Jun didn't report anything.

Even that was only a source of frustration last time, but thanks for this one.

Anyway, this disturbance is completely outside Violet's jurisdiction and without involvement. I haven't done the kind of things that would otherwise be reported, but it's unclear what kind of perception is in Mary Jun. At least you don't think it's irrelevant.

Yulan succeeded in taking that place off, but Mary Jun and... I don't know what happened to the prince's misunderstanding and appreciation at the end of the day. I honestly don't even want to know, because it won't be a record anyway.

However, there have been a few changes since that day.

"Ah... sister"

"... MaryJun"

For some reason, my half-sister started talking to me frequently.

No... I tried to have some interaction last time. I just ignored it all the time, and sometimes I cursed it, so the distance narrowed or opened up.

As just two sisters, we can also draw on Mary Jean's desire to make her relationship with Violet a good one.

"Good Morning"

"Yep... good morning"

"It's a beautiful day, too. The sun seemed to be shining."

"Yes."

Mary Jun, standing next to her with a pleasant smile, had the same warmth as the sun of the day she spoke of.

I don't see how I've offended my unfathomable Violet, and maybe I haven't noticed. Don't even think that's hunting down Violet again.

(... tired)

I know a hundred things that Mary Jun is good for, but I can't delude myself into feeling tired with that smile.

My half-sister keeps talking even though she wants to cut the conversation early and only hits the bare gavel. It was entirely Violet's fault that we should have been more cautious before, but the last time the conversation didn't come to fruition.

If that Violet's attitude changes, it would also be natural for Mary Jun's behavior to change.

What miscalculation. He thought it would be fine if he didn't even try to get himself involved, but it wasn't even that simple.

Nevertheless, what happens if we ignore Mary Jun, as we did last time? I don't mean to hurt her badly, and most importantly, what will they say if they pass it on to my father?

I felt the fatigue I was feeling from earlier just imagining it would increase.

"Dear Violet... please excuse me while I speak to you, Dear Mary Jun"

"Good morning, Mr. Marin!

"Good Morning"

A bow at the right fold can be considered the right figure as a servant, but it seems less loving than it is to Violet. Although it is the type that does not originally appear emotional in the expression, it is difficult to develop pity and anger for the lack of joy.

Does it look extra like that because it contrasts too much with the glowing smiling Mary Jun?

"Breakfast is ready, so I thought I'd call you..."

Marin always checks Violet's wake and goes out to prepare breakfast when she helps her change.

I have suggested many times that I share in the busyness of the cause, but I have never seen her shake her neck vertically. It was a long time ago that Violet was persuaded to return that he wanted to be involved in everything that involved Violet, and that Violet eventually took root.

And when Marin came to call, she pulled her hand and left the room, which was the usual pattern. Until recently.

What changed that was the day of Mary Jun's social debut. None of the things I've managed to do to get into frequent conversations have borne fruit. Even today, what it means to have left the room earlier than Marin would have called to keep us face-to-face... is obvious from the current situation.

"Sorry, it seemed a little early."

"No, I'm sorry I picked you up late"

I guess I understood correctly that Violet's prospects and the results were the status quo. The tone and softened expression of the absence of Mary Jun as gentle as a lie, I feel that the fatigue I had felt until this moment has diminished. I can't wipe it completely because the cause of fatigue is on this spot the same way.

"What's for breakfast this morning?

"Because I am only involved in Violet's breakfast. Sorry, sir."

"Really? Speaking of which, your sister's share is always a little different from ours!

It's an overly discernible change of position for Violet, but it didn't seem to pass on to Mary Jun, who interacted less with Marin.

There seems to be no problem when I hear only the words, but I also want you to be this one who gets harassed by the answer that is too pale over calm. For Marin, Mary Jun is a kind of enemy that harms her beloved husband, but for Violet, the second daughter of the Duke's family. If Mary Jun makes Marin's attitude a problem, I can't shelter myself from not having the power of shards in this House either.

"... it's a corner meal, and I thought it would be nice if your sister could eat the same thing"

Chicken. I don't see any scratches due to the pain of getting stuck with a small needle.

Too bad he leans down and the way his matching hands hide his licence only highlights the adorability of holding on.

"But you have no choice! Each food preference."

A gentle, honestly raised child. As straight as it goes. Say what you think, and there's no malice there.

I can see that both I meant what I thought was nice and what I gave up if I had no choice. I'm guessing she doesn't want Violet's meal to change, as the saying goes. I just really wish my family reunion could be something better.

But that honesty is cruel everywhere.

…………

"... Lady Violet, let's come"

"... yeah, thanks"

Hold the hand of the offered marine. I meant to smile, but she didn't smile back.

Don't worry, chanting in your heart won't tell you. But there's no way I could put it in my mouth here, and I ended up having to hammer Mary Jun, who changed the subject.

It's okay, there's no scratches. There's no need to get scratched.

I believe in the purity of Mary Jun, and I am not pure enough to deliberately react hypersensitively to words that are not attacks.

I know Marin's worries because the last time I saw her, she must have hit me flat.

All such delicate, sensitive and intrusive emotions were left in the storeroom that day.

(... that's what I knew)

All this time, that's what you knew before you failed the last time. Once unacknowledged and angry, it was now accepted without resistance.

(She's forgiven)

You are allowed to say what you wish to achieve. And I'm sure she thinks unconsciously of herself. If you say so, someone will make it happen.

A given person if you want. If that's why I honestly grew up straight, I also nodded that Violet was so distorted.

I know that what I want won't come true. I know that it won't reach me when I put it in my mouth. I know it's no use even wanting to.

I've always been, so I know it's pointless to be discouraged that it won't come true.

It's surprising that I even needed to rewind my life before I could admit it was pointless. Even though I would have noticed it thinly, the situation I served is too great when it comes to childhood.

If this emotion, which I regret more than once, were to be punished, nothing would be more effective.

I feel politely explained how pointless and worthless my mistakes have been.

"... Dear Violet, if you don't mind, I'll bring breakfast to your room"

"Thank you, Marin... but it's okay"

The little ear punching sounded sad.

I'm happy with the proposal, it's so appealing that I want to jump right now, but I can only imagine the hassle of developing it when I think about the later.

I wish it was a special attack on my half-sister, but if my father puts me out, it would be more trouble than it is.

"You also prepared a delicious breakfast today, didn't you? I'm looking forward to it."

Only Violet is different, a menu of meals. It looks like the same thing at first sight, but I can hear Marine caring for the details.

For example, the amount is small, the bad stuff is substituted with favorites, and the serving is cute.

For Violet, who had eaten all three meals by herself until recently, may the beloved Lord not miss her at all.

"... Yes, you'll like it today."

"Hehe, I have to thank the chef too."

There is no sin in a good meal. No matter how hard that place is to breathe, everything is going to go on leaving itself anyway.

All Violet can do is be a prop for his father... that is, for Mary Jun, whom my father loves, to produce a family reunion. You just have to shut up and get breakfast and watch the three smiling families.

"Sister, let's go!

"Yeah, I'm coming."

The footsteps remain unchanged while responding to Maryjune's call, which at some point left him a little.

Step-by-step, I imagined today's breakfast to defy my consciousness, feeling my heart go away.