Reiryuu Academy Student Council

Around the same time that Lailuo and Bud Grey do their student council work...

From the full-glass windowsill, Hiroichiro Tojo looks out onto the landscape. It's always a world of tiny lights spreading on one side with potpouts in his eyes.

It was my beloved wife and dear best friend who saved me from solitude when I was still young.

And now the smartphone that Tojo is hitting on his ear is just connecting him to his best friend once a few months.

When the phone connected, the speaker sounded a voice calming himself used to hearing 'Yes, it's Nanhara'.

"It's me. I called her back because she was on the phone."

'Oops, this way is bad. It was a busy time, but it distracted me.'

That said, Shigeji is laughing relaxely at the telephone. "Not at all," he said on the phone, 'Huh!?' And he returned the same reaction as he did in the old days.

"So, what can I do for you?

"Lilong's Cultural Festival, three days from tomorrow."

"I know."

As we say is normal, Tojo responds with a sober voice. Has Heiji anticipated it, too, or at least no sign of surprise as far as I can feel from the phone.

"You probably won't be able to go"

Tojo says with a slightly lower tone. To tell the truth, I want to go. But Tojo also knew that now was not the time to do so.

"Sounds loud"

"Oh. Whatever you look into, you won't be coming out about that kid at all..."

Heavy governance is a good guess. He understands what Tojo wants to say even if he doesn't tell you everything.

"Because I'm sure she'll blame herself if something happens to me or slaps me"

Seiji shuts up about Tojo's words. That is undeniable. Clearly, Shigeji has spent much more time with "the child" than Tojo. That's why I also know what "she" will look like to Seiji.

"Tojo, that girl is yours after all."

"Take what for granted..."

'You should also move a little as you wish. You're still clumsy. "

Seiji on the other side of the phone makes fun of him and says. But no matter what you take that word for, you think of Hideichiro Tojo.

"If the garment were alive, it wouldn't just be bud grenade happiness"

Shigeji spins the words.

Tojo had no voice. Just thinking about my late wife fills my heart.

And Shigeji tries to end the phone as it is. But Tojo pulled off such heavy governance in his last words.

"Nanhara. Can I say my best again?

"What? You'll always do my best. '

Shigeji laughs. In contrast, Tojo's voice was serious.

"Give that girl's smile priority over anything else."

Tojo meditates his eyes.

"I'll give that word back to you."

Shigeji tells the sighing mix. However, there was no response from Tojo, and Shigeji said 'Goodbye' and hung up this time.

Remove the finished smartphone of the call from your ear and keep your hands down with the library.

Somewhere in the lonely Tojo ear, now I heard a knock on the door.

President, it's Mizuno.

Mizuno is the name of his secretary. Tojo thinks a little that there should be no business left because we were together just now. But for no reason to say no, Tojo put it through his office.

"What's wrong with you?

"Yes. Suddenly, he wants to see the president... Oh, I still have permission...!

One man enters the office from behind the secretary by pushing the secretary to explain.

"I'm out of time. President."

"... you, or"

The man in front of Tojo laughs vividly. As usual, he's the owner of spare time and majesty that doesn't suit his age.

"What can I do for you? - Kiyozo-kun"

Where the bud grenade did not know, the story was only a little further along.