Reiryuu Academy Student Council

It's time for the bud grenade break to end. The Holy Night was on the verge of having to return as well.

"Mr. Qin Zao, do you still have time?

The bud grenade asks as he stands up and looks down at the Holy Night.

"A little... Did you lose it?

Holy Night listens back, but the bud grenades don't give details. I just said "follow me" and left the empty classroom.

The bud grenades took the Holy Night down the emergency stairs leading right next to Group F. to avoid being too visible.

Open the emergency staircase and watch group F come back for the first time in an hour and a half and the bud grenade leaks an exclamation "wow".

Before Group F there were as many female guests lined up as there were in front of the music room.

"Bud grenade"

"Yes?"

Holy Night pulled a bud grenade arm as he looked at the large queue. When I saw that Holy Night's face subtly distorted, the bud grenade laughed karakularly.

"Uh, I don't have to worry, because I don't say anything tyrannical about lining up or anything. I'd like you to drop in if you can."

"Say no to what you ask."

Holy Night said with a true face, and the bud grenade laughed, "I know," he said.

The bud grenade then leaves Holy Night with him and enters through the entrance to the cooking area.

"Ah, Nanhara. Just in the right place...... which one?

The chairman of the committee greeted me with a smile as the bud grenades returned to class. But the chairman of the committee looks at the elegant man who came in from behind the bud grenade and punches his eyes.

"Uh, I know him. Than that...... what about everyone?

There is only the chairman of the committee in the cooking area. There's a flirty boy in the back, but there's no girl overwhelmingly.

"Table. Take a look at Nanhara-san's loot."

That's what the chairman of the committee says and disappears into the back again. Convinced by the statement made by the President of the Commission, the bud grenades turned their feet towards the table.

If you take a peek at the table, Makoto is attracting women as promised in Group F.

"Heh... yummy, this.... What? You want me to feed him?

With a suspicious grin Makoto tells the girl nearby. And they feed the girls their gourmet parfait. Bud grenades have goosebumps in the sight, but the women of the customers are bright red on their faces.

Contrary to the earlier feat, the women in the class have their eyes at heart and the men narrow their eyes. I am cautiously attracted to Maiko.

"What a cold line he's got..."

"I agree."

The Holy Night crushed with half an eye when I saw the surface from behind the bud grenade, and the bud grenade returned the words with the same expression.

"You better get to work than that, huh?

Says Holy Night looking around. You should be pretty busy with this crowd, so much so that you can say that the girls in your class are cautiously in love. In fact, we also have to get back to work, as Holy Night says, around the time we run out of stock made in large quantities of bud grenades.

"Yes, but before that..."

The bud grenade went in front of the refrigerator installed in Group F, and after moving his neck with a chirp, he offered it to Holy Night, which he held in his hand.

"Have a sneak bite"

The bud grenade handed over the remaining pumpkin custard pie made as a prototype to Holy Night. That custard pie is a sweet not on the menu that was just carefully stolen away. There is one more thing left, so you shouldn't even be seen by people in your class.

……

The bud grenade grinned bitterly when he watched Ji and his custard pie and saw the holy night solidifying.

"There's no poison in it. Mr. Hagiwara said it was delicious."

"Did Makoto eat?"

Holy Night says in a slightly lower voice.

Bud Grenade honestly told Holy Night that he had been carefully eaten one of the two made. Even though Makoto ate it on his own, it still prevents him from eclampsia as Holy Night that he spoke before himself.

"If you don't want it, if you give it back..."

As the Holy Night stared at the pie in a grumpy manner, the bud grenade said such words. I tried to take the custard pie from the hands of Holy Night, but those hands cut off the sky.

"Huh..."

Holy Night, except for the hand of the bud grenade, ate the pie with three bites as it was. Holy Night licked up the sugar on his finger and looked at the bud grenade.

"Which is it?

"... good"

"Good for you, then."

The bud grenade laughs hella. Of course, the bud grenade gave him a pie on Holy Night in anticipation of that reaction.

I couldn't return the Holy Night to you without doing anything.

"I don't know what to think. Yep..."

I didn't have to do anything. The Holy Night was with the sprouts, and I was satisfied with one word the sprouts would sprout on me. First, I came here on Holy Night's unsolicited behavior, and I don't need a bud grenade to worry about it. But the bud grenade didn't make it any better.

"That's not how it works."

When bud grenades say, Holy Night spills a grin. Holy Night was a joy even though I knew I was in law.

"Hey, I need to go home now... Hey, Shin!

Holy Night leaves the cooking area saying in a gentle tone to the bud grenades. Then, in a slightly rough tone, he walked over to Makoto. Women still rejoice in the advent of Holy Night, but unlike Makoto, Holy Night also completely ignores the feminine glances.

"Oh, Holy Night. I'm gonna eat some more, and then I'm gonna go home? Promise Nanhara."

"Don't try to stay confused. Get ready."

Holy Night pushed the cake in front of Makoto into Makoto's mouth. Shin stood up, clapping his shoulders, eating the cake in his mouth and saying, "Yes, sir."

Bud Grey dropped the two off in a less crowded part of the hallway.

"Nanhara. Good luck with your play party."

…… Thank you for your help. "

Bud Grey narrows his eyes to the same tone of prudence that made people look like little fools, but he expressed a unified appreciation to prudence for contributing to Group F sales as promised. Then Makoto looks hahahaha satisfied.

"Bud grenade"

Contrary to such prudence, Holy Night calls the name of bud grenade with a sober expression. The bud grenade shifted the gaze he was looking carefully at to Holy Night.

"Yes?"

"The gratitude of the confectionery just now is duly returned during the cultural festival. With what you want most."

Holy Night says with a serious face. I don't want to thank you. That's what the bud grenade tried to say, but it disappears before it's a word. Even though I didn't know what I wanted the most, I wondered what the Holy Night was going to do.

"Well, I'll be waiting for you"

The bud grenade returned a word like that.

And Holy Night and Makoto, as usual, turn their bud grenades on their backs and walk out. The bud grenades properly dropped them off until they disappeared.

Makoto was forced to change into his uniform and rushed to the dressing room to change his costume. Because of the crowd, speed is not possible, and we head for it with a tech and a small run.

When you come to the dressing room, few people are there. Bud grenade was grabbed by someone just a few steps away from the dressing room.

"Wow."

"Oh, sorry."

The sprouts are a little mellow. The person who pulled it - Fengya apologized to the bud grenade looking sorry and put her attitude back.

"Lotus Moon. Is that a break?

"Yeah. That's why I rushed out... Good, buddy. They found me right away."

Windy laughs happily and says. We were lucky enough to find a bud grenade and chase it down the emergency stairs, avoiding where the fan child was waiting.

Fengya tried to say, "It's fate, isn't it," but she stopped. Bud grenades can be denied instantly, because I thought it would be enough if I thought so.

The word fate was also so good timing that I couldn't fool myself, because I also thought of sprouts to go see the wind if I had the time. The bud grenade bows its head straight towards the wind.

"Lotus Moon, I'm sorry about earlier. Live vandalism..."

"Don't worry about that!

"No, I don't..."

About interrupting an important concert, I don't know whether it's okay to throw it in bulk or not, but the wind and grace in front of me throw it away without getting lost.

"Are you better than that, buddy? Haven't you done anything to Kun?

Fengya grabbed both shoulders of the bud grenade and asked seriously at no time. Bud grenades say it's ok, but Fengya remains a worried face.

To be clear, hostility and disgust regarding prudence are the strongest of officers. Bud grenades somehow knew that too, so above all, they avoided going to the wind.

But Makoto is all foreseeable, and it is where I am angry even as a bud grenade that I have fallen into his hands properly.

"'Cause I'm really fine"

"... I thought I was definitely doing something to Bud Grey because I meant Kung..."

Fengya buried her face on the shoulder of the bud grenade and sighed thoughtfully. Perhaps Fengya has been thinking about that for a long time and couldn't even concentrate at all on the concert. Bud Grenade apologized "sorry" again because he was sorry.

"But Mr. Tsuhara won't do anything to me."

The bud grenade said with a kellow face, and Fengya said, "Huh?" I raise my voice.

The bud grenade has been cautiously about to be kissed many times. But it's always beyond my mouth to touch, and even today I've shielded my hands enough.

"He's soft enough to kiss someone he doesn't even like, but I seem out of the question enough to kiss him"

"... did Kun Habara say that?

The bud grenade nods at the question of the wind elegance. Because Fengya has been insistent on hearing what Shin actually said, Bud Grey told the dialogue Shin left behind during the summer night club.

"... buddy. That's..."

Fengya puts her hand on her forehead and sighs with a troubled face. Kazuya understands Shin's true intentions. But Kazuya is not an adult enough to teach you that to a bud grenade.

"You're so soft."

"Right. In a way, I'm glad it's out of the question."

The bud grenade laughs hahahaha.

On the other hand, Fengya looked out the window resentfully somewhere.

"I still hate Kun Habara."

Fengya shrugged boso to make sure she didn't sound like a bud grenade.