Reiryuu Academy Student Council

The turbulence is over, and students and outpatients all gather in the school yard.

The students who caught the board and those who won the raffle were turning to show off those photos after taking photos with the board.

I had changed from a costume to a uniform one foot away because I didn't have to photograph the bud grenade, but I didn't know where the makeup removal was, so I left my makeup on.

"Tired, bud grenade"

"Good day, Nanhara."

The bud grenades are surrounded by Maiko, the chairman of the committee, and the female students in group F. They receive the blessing of a mess.

'Then we will have a cultural festival ending. Students and visitors are invited to meet at the bottom of the big screen. "

At the bottom of the big screen, the stage installation for presenting results and giving awards was apparently completed, and such broadcasts flowed from the speakers.

The bud grenades line up behind the F group of people. Fans are arguing over the front row because officers are expected to be kings, so that they can see up close when the officers they are presuming are on stage. Thanks to this, I even had a tough time going forward.

The president stands on the stage looking at such students with a smile. The noisy students also quietly thanked him and looked at the chairman of the board on the stage.

'Thank you very much for taking the time to take a trip to our school's cultural festival. Students, you're a better store than usual, as long as you're proud.'

With a routine greeting, the president gets off the stage.

Everyone put their hands on the announcement of the results. The presentation of the results is to be made by the chairman of the contest committee on behalf of the students. Everyone's gaze gathered at the chairman of the contest committee climbing the steps.

'Ladies and gentlemen, you've been annoying me for three days. As a result of each and every one of us doing our best, this year's cultural festival was a big one. Let me now announce all the results from the chairman of the contest committee.'

And the chairman of the committee opens the fourfold paper he had.

"Class Store Opening Department"

The chairman of the contest board breathes in and holds hands as all school students pray.

"Third Place, Two Years E Group Fortune Hall"

In a contest committee chairman's announcement, a group E student said, "Yay!" Hands up, "he said, never ranking once in a two-day interim announcement, but all of them were slightly different from fourth.

The bud grenade looked around and looked for Shotaro. Shotaro was satisfied and still regretting the result of third place, laying his eyes down and touching the bridge of his glasses.

And the announcement continues.

The students in group F joined hands.

"2nd place, 2 years f group coffee shop! 1st place is...... 2 years a group play!

Cheers boil over the presentation of the chairman of the contest committee.

Group F students jumped up. That also seems to be a joy to beat when he was third in the interim announcement.

"Bud ho! He said second place!

"Yay!

Bud grenades and Maiko rejoice hand in hand. As much as I was happy, the President of the Commission still cried out and we all said, "Chairman of the Commission -!" and embraced her.

This will first make Shotaro and Shotaro, and Tsubaki a step-by-step lead in King's contention.

"Continuing, Beautiful Men's Contest Department!

The contest chairman tells you in a slightly excited way. The female students also began to soften because they were concerned about the results.

"Third place, Arizona Langdo. Second place, Kamiyo-kun. And the flourishing # 1 is... Lotus Moon Fengya!!

At the moment of the announcement, Kaiya fans, who accounted for an overwhelming percentage of the front row, said, "Gah!" He no longer screamed out like a scream. Fengya, who took first place, looked happy while smiling bitterly at the way it was going.

Shotaro was in a mood for leaking rank, and seemed very happy with the advantage of ranking again this year in the critical. Merit and his grandfather bless him nearby.

And the bud grenade searches for the appearance of the bamboo.

That's what he said if you don't compete in what you know you can't win. Yet he joined in and still couldn't beat the wind.

I wondered what he looked like like.

When the bud grenade found his figure, next to him stood Lai Luo.

"………"

Lailuo looked a little worried, just like a bud grenade. This was the first time he had ever lost to anyone to the best of his knowledge.

"Second place, huh?"

"... yeah"

Laila replies quietly. She laughed softly at Lai Luo, wondering how she was. I still don't like to lose.

"But... not bad"

Even the bud grenades I watched from afar seemed to enjoy the results.

"And the Beautiful Girls contest department!

Ignoring the women's cheers, contest chairman tells us, now the boys students begin to thrive.

"Bud grenade, you might be ranked, right?

"Huh."

The bud grenade finally remembered that I was entering there. But from what I remember, the bud grenade attitude doesn't change.

"You don't. Everyone will have a mercy review if you let them in."

The bud grenade tells in a kellow way as usual. Even if you wear makeup and get clean like someone else, the contents are the usual bud grenades.

"Third place, Miba Sakura. Second place... eh?"

The contest chairman leaks his voice that way in the middle of the announcement. The upset of the contest chairman over the microphone passed on to everyone. With all the thoughts in everyone's head wondering if it was also a mistake, the chairman of the contest went from a surprised face to a face that looked like a lot of fun.

'I'm sorry. I'll announce it again. Third place, Miwa Sakura. And second place...'

Bud grenade and contest chairman's gaze collide.

"Nanhara Mei-ho."

The students also quieted down.

"The first place is Shura."

Never mind the quiet air, the contest chairman announces the results. Camero's "Yay! Everyone said," Wow!! "He began to scream.

"Bud ho! Second place! Beautiful girl!"

"Liar......"

"Nanhara-oo!

Maiko, Takimoto, and classmates all gather at the bud grenade to sneeze out.

I didn't expect to be second. But that's not the only thing that came to my bud grenade head. At this point, there is very little difference between the bud grenade and what would currently be the top.

And the rest of the score to be added is - shuck.

The bud grenade hurriedly turned his gaze to the officers. But everyone was smiling and taking bud grenade gaze as if they knew it would happen.

"From the overall score, King of the year...... it's a decision for Nanhara Bud Grey!!

The chairman of the contest applauded the bud grenade for smashing the tedious results. Everyone slaps their hands on it, too.

The bud grenade was in a whirlpool of school applause.

"Yikes!

Dr Matsuda jumped out of the teacher's line and was thrilled. Maiko and Takimoto were all happy, and Bud Grey honestly seemed happy to be King.

"Yay!!

The bud grenade smiled and said joy in Hail.

And the chairman of the contest committee is on stage, and now the principal is on stage. The award ceremony is next. King will be presented with a medal that will prove it.

'With the decision to safely King again this year...... I would like to make an award. but before that. "

But that's how the principal postpones the award. Everyone listened to the headmaster about what the hell was going on.

'Quickly, I invite you to visit… I would like to hear from Hideichiro Tojo, President of the Tojo Group. Dear Tojo, go ahead.'

The principal urges the person behind the stage and the person slowly shows up on the stage.

This is my second visit after the sports festival.

Surrounded by Tojo Hyunichiro's appearance.

The bud grenade does not close with its eyes open.

The person in my eyes right now is not supposed to be here today.

"Why..."

- Give thanks properly back during the cultural festival. It's what you want most.

The word comes to mind on the head of a surprising bud grenade.

I don't think so, but that's all I could think about.

"Hey, Holy Night"

Secretarial office at La Faust School.

Makoto spoke up on the Holy Night when he lay on the couch and took a temporary sleep until his next job.

"What... I'm waking you up for nothing, and if I do, I'm gonna do it."

He said the voice he uttered out of his wake was plundering and he slept badly. Holy Night turns only to Makoto as he rubs his eyes. From that sharp glance, Makoto thought that if it were really for 'no use', he would be.

"At Lilong's Cultural Festival, I was wondering what Holy Night had promised Nanahara..."

"Promise?"

Known as the story about bud grenades, the Holy Night rises quickly. You seem to be lying that you were about to sleep earlier. Makoto wanted to laugh at the reaction of Holy Night, which was too honest, but he managed to indulge because he was likely to be seriously tightened up.

"What do you want most from Nanahara?"

Makoto wraps the book removed from the bookshelf in pieces, closing it tightly and fixing it. To Makoto's question, Holy Night put on his cheek with a face that didn't seem funny "Oh......"

"Father.... that's true, too"

"What?"

Makoto looked surprised and wondered at the answer to the Holy Night.

"Well, you can't have as many Holy Nights as you want."

"I can do enough to make him see me. For him, it's worth a lot more than just seeing Tojo's face."

That's what Holy Night says and reminds me of when I visited Tojo's office before Lilong's Cultural Festival.

"What do you want me to do? Though we should still be talking about work. '

Tojo, sitting directly opposite the Holy Night, put his hands under his chin and turned his exploring gaze to the Holy Night.

"Yeah. So this time it's for personal use."

"... for personal use?

On Holy Night answering with a smile, Tojo's face became even more rugged. Naturally, Holy Night and Tojo are not close enough to each other without a standing relationship.

"I'm going to go to Lilong's Cultural Festival tomorrow."

He looked terribly surprised that Tojo didn't even think that the school's name would spin from his mouth.

"As the president used to go to Lilong's sports festival, I thought I should still know about school life outside of La Faust."

"... right"

Holy Night gives the most apparent reason to visit Lilong and tells Tojo. I thought I'd get a little on my face, but Tojo's complexion didn't change at all.

'But I'm sure you'd know if you were a person in the upper position, too, but you'd better be careful what you do this time of year. If you move poorly, you'll get yourself involved and all around you.'

Tojo tries to advise and says on Holy Night. I didn't like the way Tojo said it, and the Holy Night frowned. At the same time, Holy Night watched Tojo, who had an idea just as he had predicted.

I mean, the president doesn't visit Lilong, does he?

Tojo answers the Holy Night question, 'Oh' after a little while.

Certainly neither Tojo's ideas nor his actions are wrong. I'm sure what Holy Night is about to do now is a mistake, thinking normally. Still, the Holy Night does so because of only one precious woman (ko).

"President"

'... what?

"For the past seventeen years, I have been honored by attending many presentations, and at this age, my father's rights have also been transferred."

Holy Night began to reveal itself by trying to tell his story. But I also know Tojo well about that. Holy Night and Tojo follow the same path. Tojo listened to the story of Holy Night as he pondered why he suddenly started talking like that.

"But I've never been happy with them."

Holy Night throws up words and laughs with a hoot of nose as if to mock yourself.

"If I were the son of President Tojo I would want you to come and see me."

"...... eh"

In the words of Holy Night, Tojo's eyes shake just a little. If you look at that reaction, you can also see that what Holy Night is trying to say has been properly conveyed to Tojo.

'Cause that's what I wanted for seventeen years and it didn't come true.

Holy Night sighed in remembrance.

The embarrassment spreads to my chest when I speak like an innocent boy.

"He's definitely the best."

"Hmmm...... Is that what Holy Night is all about?

"Yeah, and I'm not going to beat my father on anything. He looks like an asshole."

Shin thought I'd insist that the best of the bud grenades is me because it's about Holy Night. Makoto looks bored on Holy Night when he reacts unexpectedly and calmly.

"But I don't think Mr. Tojo's going to tell you how much Holy Night said that? Tojo is right, the idiot who acts prominently at this time of year is the Holy Night Kura... I'm so not angry ~"

If Makoto had said it to the end, a thick book would probably have been thrown on Makoto's face. Makoto is great for stopping words like he could have played on the brink.

Holy Night brings the book I tried to throw discreetly to the previous table to the couch.

"I went all the way to Li Long simply to see him. Since Tojo went to Li Long and I went there, the noise will be alleviated. There's no point in plugging you into Li Long.... but if I go, Tojo will be the only man."

Holy Night tells with a serious face.

Makoto smiled lightly when he saw such a holy night. You don't have to do that until the Holy Night has purposefully sacrificed itself.

Just to see that, the intensity of my thoughts on her on Holy Night is passed on so painfully cautiously.

"Yes, sir. I see Holy Night is obsessed with Nanahara."

Makoto chooses joking words as usual so as to hide his thoughts that can be tightened.

But such prudence. This time a thick book flies in, and Makoto turns a critical face and turns it away.

"Shit, you can take it off"

Holy Night truly tongued with remorse, Makoto picked up the book laughing with Kerakera.

"Stop looking at me, Holy Night. And when you get angry, you're bald?

"You, I will kill you."

Kenichiro Tojo, who is now in front of us, must be the "salute" of Holy Night. That's how I was sure of the bud grenade.

Tojo is on stage, take a microphone and say the words.

"Following the sports festival, the cultural festival was also overflowing with very great stores. I could only visit on the last day and I can fully enjoy it and thank you '

Tojo on stage has his gaze on many people downstairs, and it will be difficult to even find a bud grenade figure. But the bud grenade only one point, only puts Tojo's appearance in his sight and gazes at him as if he could scorch. I want you to notice yourself, but that doesn't change anything. Still, the bud grenade packed into his head without missing every word Tojo said.

When Tojo finishes his words, the principal proposes to have the transmission of the award tojo. Tojo hesitated to do so, but eventually accepted it with pleasure.

"Now, King's Nanahara Bud Grey, please go forward"

The bud grenade searched aggressively for Heiji's appearance at the same time as the words.

In the crowd, the bud grenade who found the appearance of Heavy Ji probably looked very unreliable. Seiji laughs gently at such bud grenades as usual.

"Go."

Heavy Ji's voice in the distance does not reach the bud grenade. But that's what I felt Heavy Ji's mouth move was saying. Mariko next door to Shigeji was also smiling and gasping.

"Bud ho! We have to go!

Speak to the bud grenade as it stood, as Maiko was excited. The bud grenade laughed with a very calm look and turned his foot to the stage.

Everyone's gaze gathers in the bud grenade.

Until just six months ago, I was afraid of getting this kind of attention, and now that had changed for granted.

What would this man think of himself like this in front of him?

The budding grenade stands on the altar with a cuddly grip on his sweaty hand.

The bud grenade and Tojo turned to each other.

The bud grenade smashes its gaze into Tojo without distracting. Tojo clearly put the appearance of the bud grenade in his sight, and gazed.

"King...... Congratulations"

Tojo did not pass the microphone and told the bud grenade with his voice as it was.

A budding grenade that opens its mouth in a daze, but there is no voice coming out of it. My vision starts to blur, but I can't cry here and now. I don't know when I'll see this guy again.

I don't want to close my eyes until the end and the bud grenade doesn't divert my moist eyes from the Tojo.

In front of such budding grenades, Tojo receives King's medal from the principal. His hand approaching the bud grenade was shaking slightly, and Tojo's feelings remained much less clear to the bud grenade whether that was fear or remorse of the bud grenade, or whether he was simply pleased with it.

Still, Tojo's satisfying grin, which showed the moment he put the medal through the neck of the bud grenade, wrote off all bud grenade anxiety.

"Yes, there is..."

I can't speak well. But there were more thoughts than words overflowing there.

Turn your back on Tojo and step down the altar.

The bud grenade breathed heavily in and spit out.

"My thanks... have arrived properly"

Roll on the couch again, and Holy Night speaks to an unreachable opponent.

"Thanks...... Mr. Qin Zao"

To him, who gave me the best gift, the bud grenade thanked him with a small voice, although it would never arrive.