Reiryuu Academy Student Council

A tentative life (...) began at the Nanhara family of bud grenades.

There is no deep sense in naming it provisional. However, I was just thinking of my treatment as if it were some other HR, that the Shigejis would soon turn to other houses because they were in trouble about themselves too.

So the bud grenade was ready for his mind to leave at any time.

"Nice to meet you, buddy. I'm Mariko Nanahara. This is Kei. I wonder if you're going to be one younger buddy."

Mariko introduces herself so much to the bud grenade that she was brought to Heavy Ji. And I also introduced him to a little boy who stares intriguingly at the bud grenade at his feet.

"Nice to meet you, Megumi."

That's what Kei says. He hesitates to hold the hand of the bud grenade. The moment Kei's hand touched him, the bud grenade glanced.

Kei's hand was incredibly warm. He had a very loving and warm hand, similar to the warmth of my father's hand, which I had only held a few times.

Kei, touching the cold hand of the bud grenade, laughs as if to haunt her. Kei turned to a cute smile on a bud grenade who didn't know how to smile.

Such a pure smile of Kei reflected more beautifully than anything in the eyes of a rough bud grenade. I feel beautiful about Kei, and hence the bud grenade scares me that my filth seems to float up.

"Introduction, nice to meet you..."

Unlike people in previous branches.

The atmosphere of Shigeji, Mariko, and Kei was clearly different from the air that has surrounded the bud grenades so far.

The bud grenade immediately detected that it was a gentle family. That's why you can't be here. You have to leave. No, I'm sure they'll kick you out soon, Bud Grenade assumed.

"Kei, you're happy to have a sister."

For a moment, Mariko's words didn't make sense to the bud grenade.

"Sister...? Are you serious about taking me back?"

The bud grenade looked at Mariko with a grim look that seemed to say "impossible". Mariko's smile was so sweet that she was desperate to see the emotions behind Mariko, even though she knew that smile was not false.

"If you're resting... fine"

I was afraid to know the true kindness.

If I find out, I'm sure I want to be in this place. If you don't know, you won't get hurt. You don't have to feel sad when you're truncated.

"Shoots, it's time for dinner -"

It was a very peaceful family.

I don't know if this family is abnormal, or if this is normal, bud grenade. But the warmth surrounding the bud grenade was certainly real.

"... what is it, this"

The bud grenade, who saw Mariko's dish, said so with a flashing look.

It was Mariko's meal that was lined up at the Nanahara family's table at the time. Naturally it's all black.

Shigeji, who eats them without complaining with a bitter laugh, and Kei, who eats them with a flat face just saying, "The food is basically black," were incredible to the bud grenades.

"This, then, breaks my stomach. Lend me your kitchen."

I couldn't even shut up about the dish that was going to affect my body with just a bud grenade. Bud Grey stood in the kitchen of the Nanhara family and used some of the ingredients in the fridge to arrange the dishes he had created on the table.

"Shh, wow. Dinner on TV..."

A dish made with the appropriate choice of ingredients, not even the nutritional balance is considered. For bud grenades it was an incomplete dish. But Kei gets such an exclamation with a dish in front of him that smells delicious. Even the simple dish I made in a few minutes was pitiful to Kei, and the bud grenade almost cried just a little.

"Bud ho, you're a good cook..."

Heavy Ji was also impressed, putting chopsticks on the dish of bud grenades.

"Ah..."

I'm watching the two of them, and the bud grenade notices. It was Mariko who kept the kitchen of this house, and what the bud grenades did was rude to Mariko. Bud grenades later regret what they did, saying that they had done too much.

But the idea disappeared from the head of the bud grenade who saw the dreaded Mariko.

"Yum! Bud Grey, that's amazing. Hey, hey, how do you make this?

Mariko was holding both cheeks down after eating a sprouts dish. Instead of being angry, Mariko was wholeheartedly complimenting her bud grenade dish.

"Uh... uh"

Life at the Nanhara family was all about overshadowing the common sense of bud grenades.

Those who come into contact with bud grenades have always kept a certain distance from bud grenades. But the people of the Nanahara family approached the distance at once and broke the wall with the bud grenade.

"Melu, what is this?

Kei admired the bud grenade he knew everything about as if it were his real sister.

"Sprouts, let me taste the rice"

Mariko treated me like a real daughter about the bud grenade. For a bud grenade without a mother, all the words and tricks were ticklish and awkward.

"Bud Grey, don't stay where you are, sit over here"

Seiji was always careful not to leave the bud grenade alone. Such Heavy Ji was trying to make me the father of a bud grenade until Tojo's minute.

Neither the intimate call nor the attitude were at all pleasant, but on the contrary even the bud grenade felt comfortable with the sensation.

Bud Grey wanted to at least keep this life from breaking their home.

"Good night, buddy."

As the bud grenade enters the bed of the room, Mariko laughs gently and closes the room. At the same time, Mariko turned off the lights in the room.

"... ugh"

I'm afraid of dark rooms. Ever since that incident, the dark room seemed to remind me of the inside of the warehouse and I didn't like bud grenades.

But I just didn't even try to say a word of that. Even though it's not a matter of patience and doing something about it, bud grenades kept it quiet with the intention of hiding it all the way through.

But the people of the Nanahara family never left such a solitary bud grenade alone.

"buddy, I'm sorry you're asleep"

One day Mariko came back saying that after taking the bud grenade to her room.

I came to tell you what I forgot to tell the bud grenade about the next morning, but Mariko looked at the bud grenade in the room and changed her complexion.

"... buddy? What's wrong, buddy?!?

On the bed, Mariko rushed over to the bud grenade shrinking in a gym seat with her ears blocked.

The bud grenade is trembling and Mariko gets confused without knowing why.

"What's wrong, buddy? My stomach, does it hurt?

Mariko gently asks, mopping the back of the bud grenade. Touching the hand of the bud grenade blocking his ears, Mariko kept calling out her worries to the bud grenade all the time.

"... Mariko,... sorry, sorry"

The bud grenade, which heard Mariko's warmth and voice, returned only slightly to sanity. But Mariko saw her troublesome self, and the bud grenade tremor couldn't stop extra.

"Sorry...... sorry"

"What's going on? You don't have to apologize, buddy, does it hurt anywhere?

"... sorry. In the room... it's dark... it's no good."

The bud grenade has told the truth. Mariko's voice was sweet, and she was going to keep her mouth shut, but she confessed easily.

Mariko heard hurried to turn on the lights in the room.

"Are you okay, buddy? Are you okay with this?

In the brightened room, Mariko ran up to the bud grenade again and asked to check the bud grenade complexion.

"Yes...... sorry"

The bud grenade seemed pitiful and crying out for himself. I just don't want to bother the Mariko's, but everything doesn't work out and I just worry about them extra. That didn't make me angry.

It's not about apologizing.

But Mariko said so and hugged me a bud grenade. He stroked my head over and over again so that the bud grenade would settle down.

"Don't hesitate, buddy. 'Cause it's okay."

Knowing such bud grenades, the folks at the branch immediately turned the bud grenades to other houses as if they were going to make trouble. Yet Mariko embraced the bud grenade so as to envelop her.

It's so poured out that there's too much love that can't possibly be directed at people like me. The fact wasn't cut by the bud grenade and it was bitter, and I couldn't help but love it.

"... no. One day it will be gone..."

The days spent at the Nanhara family were too warm and the bud grenades were starting to get scared of losing it. I had to dump this emotion somewhere before I could go back.

"Me, me, me, me"

But if you hear your voice, your mind will try to root there.

Kei always tried to make me laugh at the bud grenades. Kei, who should still be young, knew properly that the bud grenade could not laugh, not laugh. So even then he deliberately looked weird and tried to make the bud grenade laugh.

"Kei-kun, thank you"

I just looked weird, bud grenades don't laugh. Still, I wanted to give Kei back his kindness and his share of thoughts, and Bud Grey looked at Kei with the softer look of his best.

"I'm sorry, Megumi."

Kei puts his face back and says sarcastically. I didn't want Kei to look like that, and Bud Grey thought I'd say something. But I can't think of any good words for bud grenades.

Seeing such a bud grenade, Kei laughed as he showed his nikkat teeth to cheer up the bud grenade.

"But I would love to... I'll make you look good! Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh! That's why it's so bad!

That being said, Kei squeezed the hand of the bud grenade. Kei encouraged the bud grenade with his best words.

There were a lot more bud grenades you should know about everything than Kei, who can still only read kanji enough to count. One word of comfort comes to mind, bud grenades didn't know anything really important.

"Kei-kun, I wish he was my real brother..."

The bud grenade accidentally brought true meaning. The people of the Nanhara family are happy to accept bud grenades. I wasn't going to deny that anymore.

But the bud grenades and heavy jiji were other people. The only thin relationship that seems to fly away if it blows is about the eyes, and the bud grenades want to escape.

"I'm sorry. That's all I can say."

By apologizing, the sprouts were trying to keep their distance. But Kei was like jumping over a bud grenade wall without difficulty from then on.

"... what are you talking about, Mel?"

The bud grenade's heart cries all the time, melting the bud grenade so that Kei's peeling tenderness wipes that tear away.

"Me, Me, Me, Me, Me, Me, Me, Me, Me, Me."

"... eh"

"You like me, Megumi?

I didn't know I was so happy with the word like. The emotion I saw many times in the book was the one I threw aside as being the farthest emotion from bud grenades. Kei had a bigger heart than anyone who picked up that emotion.

"I like it... I love it, Kei-kun"

The bud grenade, knowing the emotion, says so and shakes Kei's hand back. Then Kei smiled happily.

"Well, then, I guess I'll fit in with you."

Kei's such warm words gave bud grenades just a few smiles.

"Melu, I'm stuck!

"Uh... oh, really"

Seeing a budding grenade with a surprised face, Kei still laughs happier than a budding grenade.

The emotions I couldn't help but solicit, and the joy and happiness were overflowing in the bud grenade. However, the anxiety that swelled in synergy at the same time was immeasurable.

There is no happiness given to bud grenades.

The bud grenade happiness disappears quickly, and devilish whispers only darken the bud grenade darkness...

That's why the bud grenades chose to disappear from before them.