Violet Orchestra

The town is really not big, there are only two taverns in the town, and Elaine found them after going out and asking a few words.He entered the tavern that was closer to the hotel, and sure enough, he saw Violet sitting near the corner, chatting with the people around him.

The boy has beautiful blond hair, a bright smile, and a slender figure. You can feel his cuteness even if you are separated by several tables. Elaine watched them from a distance for a while, and found that Violet's hand On the boy's shoulders, it seems that they are having a good time chatting.

A little depressed, he remembered Birkins' sleepover theory again, sighed silently, and raised his hand to order a glass of ale.

He really likes Violet, not entirely because of the poet's beauty, but for many other reasons, but judging from Violet's usual attitude towards him, he seems to be just a child who is not yet in love in the heart of the other party.

It's not fair.Elaine thought, this was the second time he had met Violet's date, and both times they were young and beautiful teenagers who looked younger than him, so why should he be treated differently?

He turned his head and glanced at the boy who was chatting with Violet. The latter didn't notice his gaze, and he was still chatting passionately with the poet, and his gestures became more intimate.

...maybe it's because he's so tall?Looking at the other party's slender and well-proportioned calves, Elaine felt a little headache for no reason.

In fact, this problem had troubled him for several years, and he didn't expect to encounter it again after leaving Rosalia.Rosalias are generally not tall, but for some reason, his height has reached the average level of an adult male in Rosalia when he came out to practice at the age of 16, and he has grown a lot in the past two years.Fortunately, he found that he was not obtrusive when he was adventuring around, so he has accepted his "excessive" development with peace of mind.

But now it seems that he seems to be reassuring a little too early?

He drank most of the glass of wine, politely declined a few girls who came to talk to him, and kept staring at the table where Violet was sitting, intentionally or not.The poet turned his back to him, of course he would not be aware of his presence, but the boy who was chatting with him noticed him when he got up to get his drink, and winked at him with a playful smile.

Elaine quickly lowered her head to make sure that Violet hadn't looked over with her before slowly raising her head, but she happened to notice a small movement of the boy——

He removed a feather that had stuck to Violet's hair, ran his finger over the rim of the poet's glass while he was arranging his hair, and offered him the glass.Violet took the glass unpreparedly, drank the remaining half of the glass in one gulp, smiled and kissed the boy's face, hooked his waist and stood up to pay the bill.

Seeing that they were about to leave, Elaine hesitated for half a second before following them.

He wasn't too far away, and he could vaguely hear the conversation between the two people in front of him, but the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

Violet was obviously a little drunk, and asked as she walked, "Sweetie, where do you live?"

"Aren't you going to your place?" The boy supported him to go, obviously choosing the opposite direction from the hotel, but he still said, "I thought I could see your piano."

"No, I have children there, who are not yet old enough to touch these things."

Maybe he was just talking casually, looking for an excuse to perfuse the other party, but Elaine, who was following behind, really wanted to clarify his age.

He is really an adult, and no matter who looks at it, he will feel that the blond boy in front is younger than him. What made Violet have the illusion that he is a "little" friend?

It turned out that Violet was indeed drunk, and a little too drunk.

Elaine found out about this after following the blond boy's door, because the poet missed a step on the steps, and the slender boy almost missed him.

He watched the two of them stuck together like Siamese twins, and staggered into the door, remembering that blond boy wiped the rim of Violet's glass, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and finally he followed out the window.Fortunately, the house was not big, and after a while, the left window on the first floor was lit, and he could see the situation in the room through the gap between the curtains by stepping over the bushes outside the window.

Violet was put on the bed and seemed to have fallen asleep.The boy who helped him in stood by the bed, looked at him for a while as if admiring a work of art, and suddenly laughed.

"Stay here obediently, I'll take a bath first."

After speaking, he stretched himself, turned and went into the bathroom.

Elaine heard the faint sound of water coming from the bathroom, and wanted to get a closer look at Violet's situation, so she leaned forward.It was only after he poked his head that he realized that the window didn't seem to be closed tightly, and it opened with a slight push. Without the cover of the window, the night wind behind him lifted the half-covered crimson curtain, revealing the whole room.

This room was bigger than he had imagined, except for the big bed where Violet was lying, there was a large table on the other side, which was filled with various bottles and jars, and the color of the liquid with unknown purpose inside was suspicious. He instinctively felt a little dangerous.In addition to the desk, there are several wooden cabinets standing around, all of which look old and not suitable for the brand new house.

He frowned and looked through all the furnishings in the room, feeling a little worried, because apart from Violet lying on the bed, everything else in the room gave him a bad feeling.

The sound of water in the bathroom continued, Elaine hesitated for a moment, then raised her legs and climbed the window into the room.

Violet closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep on the bed. He looked around and found no danger, so he quietly walked to the bedside and patted the back of the poet's hand gently.

He was afraid that Violet had passed out, and he would have to move quickly to take him away in time.

But things were far from smooth, because he found that the poet was still awake.

"Why did you come back so soon?" Violet thought it was his date who came back from the shower, and held his hand, smiled and opened his eyes, "I thought I would have to wait a little longer——Elaine? "

Elaine didn't expect him to be sober, and her movements froze all of a sudden.What's more, at almost the same time, he heard the sound of water in the bathroom stop.

Oops.

"Why are you here?" Violet was still asking him.

Before he had time to think about anything else, Elaine's body made a decision one step ahead of his brain - he bent down and picked up Violet, turned around and took two steps to the window, and ran through the window as fast as he could .

During this process, he kept the poet in his arms. Violet looked up at him blankly, feeling as if he was really drunk: "What's going on? How do you—"

"I'll explain it to you when I get back, okay?" Elaine interrupted him.

In fact, his mind was still in chaos, and it was only a subconscious move to snatch Violet out. The night wind in the town calmed him down a little, and he gradually came back to his senses and realized what he had done.

He was running through the streets of town with Violet in his arms, which was crazy.

It's almost like a fairy tale I read as a child, and I have to say... kind of bad.

He felt like he was running hotheaded and doing something stupid to complicate matters, but Violet was more bewildered than he was, almost beginning to wonder if he was really awake.

I was lying on my date's bed one second, and was snatched away by a puppy that fell from the sky the next second. Is this some kind of strange dream?

Fortunately, although Elaine was running fast, at least she didn't go in the wrong direction, and there were few people on the road at night, so they returned to the hotel without much embarrassment.

The others obviously hadn't come back yet, so Elaine put them down at the door of the room, freeing one hand to fumble for the key from her pocket.

Before he went out, he had completely forgotten about Birkins' account that he had left the key to the hotel owner. Fortunately, he forgot, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing now.

Seeing that he was careful not to make a sound, Violet had the illusion of cheating for no reason, and leaned against the door frame amusedly waiting for him to open the door, and then entered the room with him.

There was only one bed in the room, and Violet sat on it. Seeing that Elaine was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands and feet, she couldn't help laughing: "Can you tell me the reason now? Mr. Romeo, why did you Will you look for me through the window?"

He was in the mood to make a joke, so it could be seen that he wasn't too angry, but Elaine still lowered her head in frustration and apologized to him first.

"……sorry."

Violet is not stupid, he knows that he has been following him at night after contacting the time and place, and he also knows that he should be more serious and lose his temper, so that it is conducive to the education of the child.But he thinks Elaine's drooping head is cute, and he prefers to spend some time looking at the other person's current expression than pretending to be angry.

He thought so, and he did.Elaine looked up with his chin pinched, her blue eyes were a little dazed, and after seeing the smile in his eyes, she asked, "Aren't you angry?"

"Tell me why, and I'll decide whether to be angry or not." Violet was amused by his expression, and almost forgot about the date of the evening.

Elaine felt that she was in the wrong, so she squatted in front of him, told the whole story, and admitted a few more mistakes on the way, and her attitude was so sincere that Violet felt that even if he planned to be angry, he would be angry because of the young man. Constantly apologizing and giving up.

After finishing what should be said, Elaine looked up at him anxiously, like a prisoner waiting for judgment.Although Violet felt that he might be a little worried, but this pure concern and kindness was undoubtedly true. Not only could he not be angry with Elaine because of this, but he also felt that the other party was too clumsy and cute, and deserved a small reward .

"Okay." He pinched Elaine's face, and wanted to teach a few words, but a little smile could not be restrained from the corner of his mouth, "Stop squatting, sit here, I'm not angry."

Elaine sat down on the bed according to his instructions, still a little nervous: "Are you really not angry?"

Even he himself thought it was too much, and Violet was not angry?

"I wanted to be angry, but because you are so cute, I decided to forgive you."

In fact, Violet just figured out something.

Elaine's affection for him has become so obvious that even if he continues to pretend to be stupid, he won't be able to pretend for too long. Rather than letting what happened tonight happen again, it's better to give up the ridiculous insistence and make some changes that make both of them happy .

He hooked his fingers and signaled Elaine to get closer, and when the young man approached him for some unknown reason, the poet stretched out his arms and hooked his neck, put it close and gave him a kiss.

Light as a feather, but it was a kiss.

"A little reward for you, Monsieur Romeo," said Violet.