"Yuran, what should we do this afternoon?"
In a late afternoon, his friend, Gia speaks out to Yuran. Browned skin people like Gia is uncommon in this country of Duralia.
Gia Fort is assigned in the same class him, and they have been friends since middle school. He is my best friend.
Glistening silver hair is not especially rare in this continent, but it suits the foreign-like hair surrounding him, and it feels somewhat mysterious. He is tall but not as tall as Yuran, but he was born with a charming face, in addition the skin color he inherits from his country is pleasing the eyes.
He said it was suffocating, so he does not wear his tie and blazer. He is probably the only person who actually wearing his sweater tied around his waist in this country.
"Ah, my plan for today…"
"Where is the Princess?"
"……can you stop calling her that?"
The word "Princess" is not as meaningful as it sounds. There is no princess in this country, and the person Gia referring to is the person whose beauty would not lost to the crown Queen."
"You haven't met her, don't give Violette nicknames"
"Do you know the word of honorific?"
Yuran has been friends with Gia for a long time, but he never lets him to meet Violette. It is not become it's not necessary, but he just doesn't want them to meet. It's not that Gia is a bad person, and he has nothing against Violette. It is just his desire to monopolize her, what a suffocating emotion.
Even he is a friend, he cannot let them meet each other. She is more special than anyone else to him.
He is well-aware of his own feeling, thus he never says that he would let them meet no matter how many times the topic is mentioned, and he might just change the topic. Still, there are a lot of things that cannot be mentioned.
It's obvious that he would tease Yuran by referring her as "Yuran's Princess" as the payback. He knows full well that he should not make fool of Gia's personality, so it's not like he would tell him or force him to stop every single time.
"There's something I'm worried about. I'm going to take a look."
"As always. If you are that worried, you can go there every day."
"It's fine like this, so."
This will be the first time that Yuran can meet Violette every day, and Violette will surely welcome him gladly. There is no reason for him to stay as her cute younger brother.
Indeed, they have met and greeted other back in the past.
Still, it cannot be helped for Violette to get conscious of Yuran's appearance now, even as a sister. That adorable childhood friend of her has become more charming now.
It is easy to get to know each other in so-narrow aristocratic society, but it is difficult to dig deeper.
Knowing full well of that, he cannot deny that thought always passes through his mind. More like, as much as possible, he spends his time to work. If not he would waste his precious time just to think.
His wish is not about to meet her after all.
"Then, I'll get going. Relaxing with Gia sure makes me forget time."
Gia's appetite cannot be explained because he is in growth period. He doesn't eat that quickly. It is about the amount, he eats too much that it's destroying the point of buying takeouts.
He does not worry about it as much as it is everyday, but his pace tends to betray his expectations.
He hopes not to be late for class, but he starts forgetting that he is heading toward Violette's class.
Given the time he was speaking with Gia, Violette is perhaps not in the classroom anymore. It is not possible that she will bring a lunch, since it is pretty hard for him to imagine she would ask her servant to do so. However, Marin would grant Violette's wish no matter how, still it is not something that would happen since Violette herself does not realize how stubborn she is.
Then, that leaves the dining hall. Depending on how crowded it is, she might pick takeouts, so he just needs to look the quiet locations where Violette might be. He puts everything together inside his head.
He is heading toward her now. At least, he knows that much.
he is indeed worried, but he might need to come up with a proper reason to meet her. However, topic about her family is one thing that should not be mentioned. He needs to be careful, or he might hurt her.
He is strangely meticulous when it comes about Violette.
(……That reminds me, I haven't seen them.)
The women whom he saw when he went to see Violette from middle school. That woman always greets Yuran, but she is not a good hiding her malice.
Her unnatural high voice is harsh for ears, and her musk is so strong, which is unpleasant. To think she keeps sticking to Violette, Violette might feel unbearably uncomfortable. Wonder how many times he considered to push her away even though he cannot.
Did something happen in upper grade after Violette graduated? Even though they were always together almost everyday.
It is pleasure for him if they have split up, but no one can imagine she might not a good judge of character from staying with Violette too much.
She is a beautiful and gentle person, but she does not have good eyes to judge people.
(For now, it would be better if nothing happens, but…… no harm to stay vigilant.)
This is for the best. Even if it ends in vain, there is no need for Violette to think about it. He will keep inside his mind.
Many things built together will soon separate. He keeps walking around looking for the person he wants to meet without stopping and pass people many times.
However, none of them enters Yuran's sight as they are just unnecessary pieces to look at.
"……What do you want?"
He stops walking when he hears someone calling his name. Perhaps it was due to the fact he dislikes the attention he is receiving now.
He sees the person in question when he turns back.
There are many reasons why he wants to ignore, avoid, and so on. However, right now, Yuran should deal with this.
He does not want to say it himself, but he is aware that the man in front of him is the most sickening whom he does not want to see and talk.
In any case, it would have been better he can act in according of the understanding of the situation, still it might have been even better if he sticks his neck.