Reiryuu Academy Student Council

"Hello."

Returning from a date with advantages, the bud grenade gave him a ringing appliance receiver. Of course, Mariko stands beside her as an example.

"Ru-chan? He's here."

The beautiful voice I heard soothes the bud grenade's heart.

"Good evening -"

In the meantime, when the bud grenade greeted him that way, Laila also returned him with a bright voice saying 'Good evening'. Apparently, Luo is your opponent for tomorrow's date.

"Were you out with Ari today?

"Yeah, it was a lot of fun -"

"Oh, that makes me jealous."

Come over the receiver. Lo says so cutely and laughs. The bud grenade laughed at it.

"Meet me tomorrow at what time and where?

"In the meantime, in front of Central Park at noon."

"Rikai"

After contacting him and just talking about a little outing with Fengya and Favor, Bud Grey tried to say "See you tomorrow," before that came Luo's voice.

"Ru-chan."

"Hmm?

"Expect me because I'm going to make a date so much fun that I can't beat Wind or Ari or something"

I felt as if I was watching Lailuo smile in front of me, and Bud Grey replied "Yeah" with a smile on his face.

Put the receiver down and the bud grenade sees about Mariko with a troubled face.

"Nice, buddy. Daily Dating with the Handsome Guys"

"It's not a date."

Mariko's sparkling gaze and the bud grenade laughs bitterly. To the same bud grenade reaction, Mariko pointed her lips, but immediately opened her mouth with a face like she had come up with something.

"But come Rokun, which outfit are you coming in?

Mariko, who left the words as if to whine, went straight back to the living room with Kei and Heavy Ji.

"... which..."

No matter which outfit you show up in, Laila is Laila. The bud grenade came to the idea without hesitation, as usual, and followed Mariko with a shoulder to shoulder.

"Come on, are you going to bed now?

My mother spoke so loudly as Lai Luo tried to return to his room after completing contact with the bud grenade tomorrow.

"Yeah. Tomorrow I'm going out, so I'll make it up to you. It's bad for your skin to stay up late, right?

That's what Lailuo says and lets him slap himself on the cheek with pity. Then Kaoruko laughed with pleasure, "Right."

"Good night, Laila."

"Good night."

Laila smiled nicely and waved at her mother, shaking her long hair to her room.

Coming back to the room, Lailuo immediately takes off the wig and lays on the bed without turning on the light.

"I wonder where we're going tomorrow..."

Staring at the ceiling, Lailuo pictured an adorable bud grenade figure.

The thoughts of Lailuo are solicited in the bud grenade that keeps getting cuter and cuter.

But I still can't imagine myself standing next to it. For standing next to a bud grenade, I don't even know if that self looks like a woman or a man.

Either way, I can only see myself halfway.

At the same time as I was in love, I was beginning to solicit a sense of loss in me and envy for bud grenades.

"Ru-Chan will continue to be cuter and cuter... but I can't be any more..."

Lailuo covers his eyes with his own arms.

- Come, come, come, come, come.

"Again...... I'd love to hear it"

In her fine sleep, Laila tells her to do as she wishes.

In a black dream to be guided, the slightly audible bud grenade voice was the salvation of Lailuo.

What I heard in my fading consciousness was the voice of Lailuo, who seems much higher and cuter than now.

"Mom, what's wrong?

When I was a little girl, Laila used to think about it.

My mother is actually very blind and maybe she just doesn't really see herself,.

"Hey, uh... where are you, Laila?

Even though Lai Luo was in front of him, my mother said so and said, "I was looking for her.

In front of my mother, who doesn't recognize me, my only ally for Laila was my father.

"Lai Luo is... right in front of you, isn't he? What are you talking about... Kaoruko '

"Mom......?

I don't know anything yet, the young boy with the same beautiful hair color as my mother was tilting his neck and looking at her changing mother.

'No... no, no, no! Where is Lailuo?

I felt sorry for my mother who said that and cried out, but Laila didn't know what my mother's spitting words meant.

"Come on... Where's Laila..."

I'm here, and the hand that Laila offered won't reach my mother. Lailao, who looked like a Yancha boy, was not allowed to be a Shulairo.

Even when I found out my mother was suffering from heart disease, there was no way to regain her peace as a family, only by not stimulating her as much as possible.

"... Come on, why don't you make a promise to your dad?

"Promise?"

I was desperate to stop my runaway mother that day, and both my father and I were making a lot of scratches on my face. Supporting the spirit of a broken mother, the spirit of my father was already the limit.

It was beyond that that we exchanged in such a worn out appearance, the heavy shackles that Lailuo continues to bear.

"For Mom's sake, be a girl"

"... I'm a boy, right? Dad. Something for a girl... '

"I can be.... If you come here, you can. Wouldn't you?

At that time, I still think about why I answered 'yeah'. But the answer hasn't changed much since the beginning.

'I'm so sorry... come on. This is the only way...'

When my father saw, for the sake of his family, the tears shed by making a bitter decision, no answer but acceptance came out of Lailuo's mouth. Perhaps as a child, Laila knew she had no better means.

"Daddy. Me... I'm gonna be a cuter girl than anyone."

Not sure how much the word weighed either, Little Laila said so and fingered my father. There's only one thing I knew...

"Then my mom would look at me."

If you're a girl, you can be Shurairo. That was just it.

On the bed, I woke up. Laila looks out the window from a slightly open gap in the curtain.

The snow that fell yesterday stopped already and it never piled up. But because of the snow, it's cloudy today.

In addition to sleepless dreams, this weather.

"Because of this - even though it's a date date with you, it doesn't feel right"

That's how he shrugged. Laila completely closed the curtains in the room and blocked the view outside.

Inside the dim room, Laila walks around as she should. Only in my room and bath was I allowed to come to the house now that I was what I was.

"Why only today...... I wonder if it's going to be so creepy"

Lailuo slaps his negative-thinking head gangly with his wrist and sits in front of the vanity. And I stared at my ground hair seriously, not wearing a wig.

"And hair, overstretched..."

Seeing his own hair stretched slightly, Laila shrugs.

Today's date with the bud grenades is going to be wigged properly, but before I do, I really wanted to do something about this hair.

I still didn't care when Eve did, but I'm somewhat concerned about the length of my hair today. I absolutely hate the fact that the ground hair starts to fall on my shoulders in Lailuo.

"... let's hang up"

Basically, Camero is self cutting. So nothing. I didn't even have to rush to cut it today. Tomorrow is fine. But for some reason I felt it had to be today, and Laila threw off the clothes on top she was wearing with that feeling.

The body in the mirror does not belong to the woman, no matter what she sees it. She has a little muscle around her stomach and is stiff, and doesn't feel as soft as a girl.

"It's really time, it's the limit..."

Laila turned away from her body like that and took the scissors out of the makeup box.

So that his hair could be scattered, he laid a seat under the chair, and Lailuo cut his own hair with a familiar hand.

Cut to as long as usual, Laila fixes the scissors in the box. Round every sheet, stick it inside the trash, and put your hands on the clothes you've taken off.

Trying to get dressed, the next voice I heard completely stopped Laila from moving.

"Come on, let's go in, shall we?

The door to the room opens with the knock. I didn't catch up with Luo's thoughts coming to a sudden event.

"Huh... Mom! Hey, hey, no!

Lailao rushed to hide his upper body with his clothes, screaming. But when you do, it's too late.

Standing as if my mother had her feet sewn at the door. In that hand, there was an adorable piece that I would have prepared for Lai Luo. But that piece slips off her hands, as if it represented her mother's heart.

"La, la...?

"... mom"

I looked into my mother's eyes as her pupils began to open, and Laila's face was tense.

"Ra, Ra... where?

That dialogue, which I'm tired of hearing, in an instant rips out Laila's heart.

Why did you want to cut your hair today?

In his collapsing mind, Lailuo was only repeating himself a question that didn't even make sense.

"Come Ro, it's not too late..."

An hour about the rendezvous place I promised to come to Luo.

It was already past the meeting time.

"Is something wrong?

The bud grenade did not show up. I waited for him about Lailuo and deposited my back on the wall. I also feel like I'm being numbered by boys because I'm talking about Laila. If you come in the man version, your surroundings should get noisy with the yellow voice of a woman. But so far, there is no sign of Luo coming within the sight of the bud grenade.

Then again after 10 or 20 minutes, Laila doesn't show up.

The bud grenades narrow their eyes in such weather that they do not know when it will rain. I bring the folding umbrella once, but this somewhat jittery air made the bud grenade anxious.

"... Come Ro"

The bud grenade brings to mind the address of Lailuo I saw before. I thought it would be quicker to get my foot over there, and the bud grenade pointed his foot toward the point where he was headed, but opened his eyes wide as if surprised to see the person who appeared in front of him.

"Bud grenade,......"

After the great delay, it was not Lailuo who showed up at the meeting place, but Chunshen, the father of Lailuo.

"... come Ro's, father...?

The bud grenade gets thirsty. The voices made were plundering and the bud grenades themselves were astonished.

However, unlike when Lailuo's father in front of him met at a cultural festival, I felt that the fact that he looked like one implied the unpleasant air that had happened to Lailuo, and the bud grenade's face was anxiously distorted.

"Good...... He's still here..."

That's what Chunsen said, bowing his head before the bud grenade.

"Come Ro... I can't come here today, I'm gone..."

Bud grenades do not do anything surprising to the dialogue they somehow anticipated. That was the reason why it mattered.

"I'm sick, I'm sick... She told me to apologize later."

There's nowhere to look like a gentleman when I first met him. The father of Lailao, who came somewhere to bitter to tell the story from Lailao, was not suspicious of the bud grenade.

Sprout stares jizzily at Chunsen.

- It's gonna be a really fun date.

The budding grenade slowly opened its mouth, making sure that Chunsen missed his eye from the gaze of the budding grenade.

"If you come to Luo... I will contact you sooner when you are going to Dota Cane"

If you're here all the time, don't call the house and ask someone on the board to give you a message when you know you can't go, and don't make the sprouts wait this far.

Above all, I intuited that the last fun Laila voice I heard wasn't just ill.

"Come to Luo, what happened?

Chun-sen's face was stretched to the bud grenade question. That alone will find out his lies.

"Nothing..."

Still, Chunshen was trying to keep his discovery lies on the bud grenade. I don't know why, the bud grenade frowns.

The face of the bud grenade was distorted just to worry about coming to Ro.

"Lai Luo is..."

Chunsen grabbed the shoulder of the bud grenade with a crying face.

"I told Mr. Bud Grey I didn't want to see him..."

The words are clogged with bud grenade voices. "I don't want to see a bud grenade," I can't imagine Laila saying those words. But it didn't even seem like Chun-sen was lying.

"Why, is...?

The bud grenade's voice sounded fine, making it hard for Chunsen to hide the truth, too.

- Never say this. It's a promise, Dad.

On the head of Lailuo's father, Lailuo's sincere desire was echoed. That is a sincere wish of Lailuo. So my father can't break it. But even so, Chun-sen opened his mouth.

"Bud grenade,......"

Chunshen called his name, and the bud grenade raised his face. With a painful face, the bud grenade still looks back firmly into his eyes.

Bud grenades are the others in red. But it was no other bud grenade that could have given him the words he wanted.

To a family full of mistakes, if you can put an end to it...

"Come Ro... can you help?

He saw the straight eyes of the bud grenade and realized that it must be just the bud grenade.