Reiryuu Academy Student Council

"... grenades, buds!

The name is called, and the bud grenade looks up hah. I wasn't thinking of anything in particular, I was really just boggling.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Maiko."

Bud Grey apologized to Maiko with a look of sorry.

"I don't mind. Next subject, classic."

"Huh? Yeah. Is that it?"

Maiko points me out, but I knew the next class was classical. Yet I tilt my neck wondering why they would say that, and I look at myself at hand. The textbook I put out on my desk said English.

The bud grenade surprised himself and quickly switched textbooks.

"Unusual"

"Haha. Too boisterous."

That's what the buddy says and scratches his head. Maiko exhales small into a bud grenade that pretends to play.

"Speaking of rarities, Takimoto hasn't been here lately."

Maiko shrugs looking at the quiet waterfall book without appearing. I haven't seen Takimoto talking to a bud grenade in the last three days. Don't come near the sprouts at lunch. It doesn't matter what you think.

Maiko looks at the bud grenade in a chilling flank.

"That's right. Did you break your stomach with my cooking?

But even if you talk about Takimoto, bud grenades laugh at Maiko the same way they always do.

"Impossible only for Takimoto"

"Sure."

Bud Grey grins and shifts his gaze to Takimoto. Takimoto will never look at this one. I was quieter than usual talking to boys.

But bud grenades are aware. Sprouts know why Takimoto doesn't come to him, and if he does, he can't help it.

"I Like You"

That was a sudden confession of a waterfall book.

But Bud Grey didn't immediately realize it was a confession in the sense of love. No, bud grenades just didn't want to notice.

"Go out with me."

To the bud grenade that tried to delude me, the dialogue that Takimoto continued was an inescapable confession.

"... sorry"

bud grenade said in a small voice.

Moments passed with Maiko's face and another.

Just for a moment, the bud grenades didn't know who they thought they were.

Nanhara, who likes him?

'I'm not here, but...'

Voices plunder.

said the bud grenade in a very spicy and disappearing voice.

'Well, why don't you just think about it for a second?

"... sorry"

The bud grenade meditates his eyes.

I don't hate Takimoto. But my favorite thing about Takimoto is really as a classmate, my favorite as a friend. Nothing else.

And most importantly, the reason why I couldn't answer Takimoto's feelings was obvious.

I can't go out with Takimoto-kun.

'... what, it'

He tells me to think and still refuses is the same as he says: 'As much as it's useless to think, it's out of the question'.

Even if I know so, I can only say yes to bud grenades. Takimoto looked spicy in a bud grenade that just said 'sorry'.

Still, it was probably the kindness of Takimoto who didn't blame the sprouts any more.

But that's the last word Bud Grenade and Takimoto exchanged.

The bud grenade remembers, and one sighs. I don't like not being able to talk to Takimoto. I didn't like the awkwardness either. But you can't even tell me we're gonna make up. It's all up to me.

Student union duty on that day, when the cultural festival was withheld tomorrow, was bud grenades and comrades.

"Did you get a costume?

"Perfect"

While working for the student council, the bud grenade asks Lailao. Until recently, Laila was sewing in the student club room if she had time.

"Ru-chan's makes her special cute."

"Shouldn't Luo wear that...?

"What are you talking about? If you don't have a good fit, it's not worth making, is it?

Lailuo says, flattering his shoulders. But because cute clothes look good = cute kids = Lai Luo, I still think bud grenades are sure of their thoughts.

But what you got made for it is something I would love to wear. Bud Grey decided to think that Lai Luo would provide cute clothes that would suit everyone as well as Group F.

"Even so, starting tomorrow at the Cultural Festival."

Lailuo sounded a ton of paperwork and set himself up a little bit over the bud grenade sitting across the street saying, "If you say cultural festival -".

"Ru-chan, did you swap ribbons with someone?

"Huh? I didn't."

Bud Grey said, and Lailuo laughed a little hoarse.

"Where's Luo?

"It belongs to me."

With that said, Lailuo shook his tie tied with a ribbon as a leech.

Replacement of ribbons and ties.

That way the two will be tied together forever.

I remember the romantic superstition Shotaro taught me.

Now when I hear that kind of talk, I feel like I've got a heavy stone on my heart.

"Ru-chan?

Lailuo stared worryingly at the bud grenade, which suddenly hardened his expression. Noticing such a glance of Lailuo, the bud grenade hurriedly waves his hand a boom and laughs "I was just thinking".

But the bud grenade, who has just low experience in love, has no idea what he thinks about with Takimoto.

"Hey, come on, Ro."

"What?

The bud grenade makes a crisp noise to fix the tip of the ballpoint pen. That's how I opened my mouth looking at that ballpoint pen.

"Come Luo, would you be hurt if someone like you fu you?

"Buffoo!"

Bud grenade says with a face that came up with so much. The opposing Lailuo blew out the mouthful of tea in the teacup.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Sorry to show you the dirty part"

Lailao wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and took a deep breath to calm down.

"That's... well, I like it, so it hurts."

"... well"

The bud grenade accepted Lailuo's answer with a slightly lonely face.

Seeing a bud grenade like that, I'm not stupid enough to know anything. The fact that the bud grenade was confessed to someone who was not an officer was immediately communicated to Laila at that point.

"I knew you'd hate me..."

The bud grenade squeaks boso.

Takimoto is a dear friend to budding grenades. I don't want them to hate me. It may be on its own, but that wasn't false. It was honest bud grenade thoughts.

The bud grenade exhales.

I know I can't stay like this, but I don't feel like a bud grenade at all.

Then Lailuo decopined on the bud grenade.

"... Huh?

"If you sigh too much, you'll get away with it happily, won't you?

Lailuo laughed nicely and tilted his neck. The bud grenade's heart settles just a little on a very cute trick.

"I mean, that's about it - you don't deserve to like Ru to the kind of guy who hates you. It's no use just worrying about Ru-chan."

That's what Lailuo said, pushing Lilong's handkerchief with a pet on the paperwork in hand of the bud grenade.

Lailuo gave his usual gentle smile to a bud grenade with a strange face.

"Even I confess to the girl I like, and I'd be sad if I got huffed, right? 'Cause I like her so much that I can't help it, but I know she's not."

"... yeah"

"But sad doesn't make you hate me, does it?

Lailuo pours teacups of empty bud grenades and tea on his own.

"Don't make me trouble you with halfway answers, or just say no without thinking. Girls who like me, for a good reason, and give the best answer then. And then you can't complain even if you're sad, can you? That's what you should do in their shoes."

Lailuo says as if he were imagining the scene.

Bud grenades nod at Lailuo's words. I thought about it and chose to reject Takimoto's thoughts for a reason.

It's not a halfway answer, you don't regret it.

"My favorite girl thinks so hard about me, even then alone? You can't hate me."

Lailuo stares into the bud grenade's eyes and tells him clearly and firmly.

"I'm sure you'll like it more"

Lailuo said so and reached for the teacup and put his mouth on it.

Lailuo's words were deep, and I felt the heart of the moist bud grenade clear from the bottom.

"Come on, Luo, you're happy as a child."

"Really?

Absolutely.

Lailuo asks the bud grenade, which is how the bud grenade returns it. Bud grenades do not know the true meaning of Lailuo's question. But I thought that was all right with Laila.

"Thanks, Lai Luo. It's refreshing."

"It's always just me - because I'm counting on you. Sometimes you rely on this."

"Yeah, I will"

Bud grey and Lailao laugh at each other.

It's like a real girlfriend hanging out.

I want you to realize how you really feel. But I don't want you to notice. Conflicting thoughts recruit behind a smile.

Still, I end up running away to look like a woman and hiding my feelings. That is Shulai Luo's greatest "cunning".