All About My Nothings

eu - pixiv . Benefits of Injury 1:  It was like a swarm of insects [1] buzzing had been buzzing around me all day. Volker came home with his right hand bandaged ‘What happened, Volker?’ ‘Fredericka, I’m home!’ He called out as he handed Xavier his jacket and spread his arms out to hug me. ‘Welcome home! Your hand?!’ He was about to lift me. ‘An injury while on duty, nothing big.’ ‘But they used a lot of bandages.’ The painfully white bandages seemed to hurt my eyes, and I suddenly began to cry. Volker tried to console me. ‘It’s only a minor injury.’ Well, his grip was as powerful as usual. But he was still a patient, I held his hand gently. ‘It really doesn’t hurt?’ ‘It doesn’t hurt, just tickles.’ He replied with a smile. I was relieved, and relaxed. But I still inspected him from head to toe just to make sure there were no other injuries. Nice as usual. ‘Come on, don’t flirt in the foyer.’ Xavier said grumpily. ♦ ‘A burn?’ A lady in waiting had stumbl

  KinoeBi .  Gluttons destroy themselves 1. My parents sent a letter saying I hadn’t visited in a while and should come round; they had got some rare sweets – I was happy to go. When we arrived, we were shown into the family drawing room. ‘I wonder why he’s making us wait.’ ‘It can’t be helped; the Viscount is also busy.’ Volker said drolly. He had come with me because he was on leave. I had told him to stay home, but he insisted on coming. He also wanted to visit my parents; he hadn’t done so in a while. Moyamoya ~ is this jealousy?! ‘I’m not thinking about stupid things, silly girl!’ What do you know what you’re not saying? Is that why you don’t want to show father weakness? It was strangely intelligible, this feeling of being ahead of the game and understanding everything was sometimes uncomfortable. (Zuben: Author, when you’re trying to make Fredericka sound smart, you make me feel uncomfortable) ‘Fredericka, I forgot the sweets in my study; could you go get them?