Reiryuu Academy Student Council

- I hated dark rooms.

"... no... scared"

In the corner of the warehouse, the bud grenades were shrinking in sports seats. The bud grenade, blocking his own vision with his trembling hands, spins the potpourri and the word.

Take your hands off, there's nothing you can see. In a dark narrow world, you don't even know if you're alive or dead, or if you exist. The bud grenades were going crazy for such a disgusting sensation.

"... Ugh, ha..."

The bud grenade could not speak properly. I can't talk about this feeling of bud grenade in a word called "fear." The unspeakable anxiety that seemed to swallow every heart took even the screaming energy away from the bud grenade.

The narrow, old sports warehouse was too much to evoke the memory of a decade ago.

"Father..."

My heart keys were broken and my bud grenade memories were starting to chaos.

Nanhara sprouts and Tojo sprouts.

To the presence of two incompatible persons, the bud grenade had a clear line. Both bud grenades were originally the same, nearly broken bud grenades themselves. That border, which nevertheless remained in captivity, is now about to disappear and breaks into a mess in the bud grenade's heart.

"No... no... help, please"

That voice has been unreachable for 10 years...

"Bud ho!

He came to the basement of the second grade building and opened the door to the rarely used science prep room.

"No..."

Through the shelf with the experimental apparatus, he searches for the appearance of the bud grenade. But there was still no bud grenade there either.

Gun.

He punches the wall. Such a painful sound wooded in the quiet room.

The bud grenade did not try to rely on the bamboo. But Bud Hood wanted me to rely on someone because I didn't have to be him. That's what we need for sprouts in the future - yes, I thought so.

"... the hypocrite"

But the consequences of being bound by that are this worst. Didn't you say it was for bud grenades and even that was your ego? Such an idea irritated me.

A sigh full of worry takes the radio out of his pocket.

"It's me. I'm not in the second grade building."

Then he flipped a white blazer and left the room behind.

Copy that.

Answering a call from the customer, Lailao had come to the rooftop of the first grade building.

"Ru! He's here!?"

Rooftops can only be locked from indoors. Lailao thought that maybe he would be taken to the roof and kept locked and unable to leave.

Open the door and check the area. But the expectations of Lailuo are off, and there is no bud grenade there.

- Because I know there are times when I can't get help.

The words Bud Grey told Lai Luo at that time pierce Lai Luo's heart.

The bud grenades spewed that word as if they knew this was going to happen, and to imply that no one could find out about the bud grenades.

"I definitely have to find it"

Lailao remembers the indelible look of bud grenades he saw at that time.

I don't know the darkness that a bud grenade holds. But bud grenades who feared that their voices would not reach them must hope more than anyone else that their voices would.

He's not even in the first grade building.

Lailuo vomits words toward a small transceiver. Then he immediately left the roof and ran down the stairs.

Around the same time, Fengya was visiting the first gymnasium.

If my fans were to do something to the bud grenade, it would never go unnoticed - Fengya follows her instincts and turns to the back of the gym. But there are no bud grenades there either. Even after checking the gym warehouse, the bud grenade appeared.

The biggest factor afflicting student council officers right now is the school's oversized premises. There are three schools in the gym alone. And Fengya came first. There are no bud grenades in this first gym.

"Bud Grey...... wait"

There are two gymnasiums left. I don't know if he's there, but that's why Kazuya can't stop. Only not stopping that leg was the atonement that a wind full of regrets could make into a bud grenade.

Shotaro, with a transceiver in one hand, appeared in the courtyard of the third grade building as the search by the officers also continued unanswered.

Shotaro knows that the flower bed there is where the sprouts are cleaned. I won't forget, we ran into a scene where a bud grenade was thrown a stone.

Shotaro stares at the flowerbed.

So Shotaro realized. Sure, the dumped pile of garbage makes the flower beds look rough, but if you look closely, the garbage was collected in one place, and if you harass the bud grenades, you should have done enough to scatter garbage all over the flower beds.

"Here, are you here?

Shotaro realizes that the bud grenade came to the cleaning place. Guessing what the bud grenade that collected the garbage there would do next, Shotaro headed to the incinerator.

When I went to the incinerator, the garbage bag was left unnaturally thrown out of the locker as Shotaro expected.

"Where did you go..."

Shotaro held the garbage bag and when he turned into an imaginary face, he heard a voice from the transceiver, a situation report from the vantage point that looked around at all the available classrooms in the third grade building.

"I also checked the third grade building, but there's no Nanhara."

The first grade building is Lailuo, the second grade building is Lailuo, and the third grade building is confirmed as advantageous, and the result is that there are no bud grenades in the school year building.

"A little, okay?"

Everyone thought about where the bud grenades were, and the officers were each anxiously frowning. In the meantime, advantages begin to speak their opinions over the transceiver.

"As far as I can tell, Mr. Nanahara should come out somehow, even if he's trapped somewhere."

Favorable bud grenades are stronger and smarter girls than anyone else. Some place would have made it easy to find a way out. Even if it's a locked place, the kind of kid who breaks it and cuts it out on his own, that's the bud grenade. The officers were all thinly aware of that, too.

"Nanahara, if there's a reason why you can't come out... I think Nanahara should make a voice, make a noise, or let you know in some way."

If you did that, it would have been easier for the officers to find you. I'm sure Maiko would have been able to find a bud grenade by herself. The more you say you don't rely on others, the more you say, the more you do, the better. And yet, bud grenades don't. I can't do that.

"I can't think of a reason why Nanhara can't do anything."

A repentant voice in his favor reaches the ears of all the officers.

The bud grenades will be unable to make loud noises or move. It's not just advantageous not to know why. No one could have imagined such a bud grenade appearance. - Except for just one.

- You don't like dark spots?

- A dark place, I mean... a dark place and a closed place, I guess.

"... darkroom"

Shotaro shrugs.

That day, the bud grenade I saw inside the room darkened by the blackout couldn't speak or move. If there's a reason why a bud grenade can't do anything right now, it's the only way.

Shotaro shouted at the transceiver.

"The darkroom! Where's the darkroom where I haven't seen it yet!

"Uh... Sho, why the darkroom"

'It's okay! Where!'

"I've already checked the basement of each building, and then there's the gym warehouse, right?"

Shotaro confirms his position.

There's a third gymnasium just off the incinerator.

"Me, check the first gym... I'm here now at the second gym, but there's no buddy!

The words of Fengya speak. There's only one place left, the third gym.

All the officers ran out there.

Shotaro gets to the third gymnasium as soon as possible.

The third gymnasium warehouse is due to be demolished next year and is not being used now. Nobody gets close. That warehouse was the perfect place to lock people up.

Shotaro looking for a bud grenade should hopefully have a bud grenade in this place. Shotaro wondered if it was possible to stay in a dilapidated warehouse that was still going to collapse.

Shotaro puts his hand on the door of the warehouse.

But a rusty lock had completely sealed off the warehouse door. To make matters worse, the keys to the locks in the warehouse that have been demolished have been disposed of and cannot be opened once closed. The lock is closed.

"Damn."

"Gejong-kun!

Favorable voices abound from behind the troubled Shotaro. Favorable, who was in the third grade building, could soon come to the third gymnasium. Look at the abominable locks in front of Shotaro and the favorable eye color changes.

"... out of the way, Gejong"

Advantage holds a wooden knife. Shotaro walks away from the door, understanding the intent of the favorable action.

In front of the door, Advantage took a deep breath and set up a wooden knife.

"Hey hey!

With an advantageous sharp poke, the lock makes a dull noise and breaks.

The lock that fell to the ground was blind, and Shotaro opened the door.

"Nanhara!"

Inside the open warehouse, there is light.

There was a proper bud grenade in the corner of such a warehouse. Confirm who you were looking for and Shotaro will be relieved.

But soon, the face became steep.

"Oh no... oh no... hey"

Even though the light was plugged in, the bud grenade was spewing out the words painfully with his face held down.

"Nan...... hara,"

"Nanhara! Hold on tight"

Never seen it. In favor of the appearance of a broken bud grenade loses the word. Shotaro ran into the warehouse and grabbed the bud grenade shoulder.

"Nanhara!"

"Ya... don't touch it, so. Yuru...... do"

The time I was in the darkness even broke the keys to the closed heart of the bud grenade.