Reiryuu Academy Student Council

Weave a black coat from the top of your uniform where white stands out like snow and wrap around your favorite water-colored muffler.

In front of the mirror, the bud grenade, who had firmly ascertained his appearance, laughed at the anxious face reflected in the mirror.

"Until the end...... let's laugh"

The bud grenade speaks to himself in the mirror.

Then, behind the door of the room, there was a voice called "Sister Bud Grey" by Kei, and Bud Grey hurried out of the room with his bag.

Even when I heard Bud Grey's determination, everyone in the Nanhara family still accepted it without denying it. If it's a bud grenade decision, we just have to do our best, and when we do our best, we don't know how much the bud grenade was saved by that word alone.

The trip is in the middle of February. Trying to pass from March considering the various tests and procedures made that a reasonable date.

Bud grenades spend a month and a little more here.

"Shoo-hoo! Ohh."

In a landscape where nothing is different than usual, it is elegant that the bud grenades met in front of the school gate first thing in the morning.

Beating a ton of bud grenade shoulders, Fengya laughs nicely. The bud grenade gave his face up and laughed in such a graceful manner.

"Ohh. Ever since New Year's Day."

"That's right. I couldn't help but miss Bud Grey anymore..."

Whimpering like that as the wind flaunts its shoulders. The bud grenade that was listening to it laughed karakularly, pointing to the reference book that Fengya had.

"Are you studying for the test?

"Yeah. If I get bad grades again, now it's time to cum..."

That's what Fengya says and blues her face. Testing is withheld immediately after the opening ceremony for the new semester. Even so, the bud grenades who are about to become third graders in high school are going to be chased to tests and mock tests for a long time to come.

Well, I'm looking forward to the results.

"Hehe. I'll have Bud Grey lined up this time next year, so wait!

Fengya smiles uncontrollably. Hearing the windy proclamation, the bud grenade glanced and laughed like trouble at the next moment.

"Yeah."

All the everyday things that were normal, now bud grenades must be kept burnt in the eyes.

"Good morning, Ru. Oh, my God, is Wind with you?

Meet in a shoebox, Lailuo greets the bud grenade in her usual womenswear. And Lailao glanced at the wind next to the bud grenade so that he could tease it deliberately in his sight.

"'Cause what!?

"Oh, come on, Ro."

And with Kazuya and Lailuo next to each other, the bud grenade starts walking down the hallway.

"Come on, how long have you been wearing men's uniforms?

"Hmm. For once, I took my measurements... and I'm used to going through in this outfit, and the gaze of the students at the school is not what bothers me either."

In response to Fengya's inquiry, Lailuo answered with his index finger pressed against his chin.

"Besides, the more I dress this way - it'll also be your insect repellent."

That's what he says. Luo holds the hand of the bud grenade and draws it to his side. And he asked the bud grenade for consent that he didn't quite understand, and the bud grenade said, "Right?" He was smiling bitterly.

"Even if I'm not here, I'm here to protect you buddy... go!!

It's a breeze that begins to argue with hostility toward Lailuo, but someone slapped him in the head while he was talking.

"Lotus Moon, it's dangerous. Are you all right, sir?

From behind the bud grenade and Lai Luo so as to worry about such a wind elegance, advantages appear on his face. The hand of the bud grenade and Lailuo separated from the applause, and the advantage broke in the moment.

"Advantageous Kung...... advise me a little faster"

"There will be no advice or anything. If you have time to make kinky remarks from the morning, study. I can't even see it again. I'm gonna tap the score and touch the scales of the gods."

Shotaro is of course the one who preaches to the wind while touching his glasses. But all this time, Fengya also seems to have a say, and Fengya shouts up at Shotaro as he pokes at the reference he has.

"I'm trying! Look, this reference book!

"You drew a line with a fluorescent pen for now, great"

"That's not all!!

The conversation we happened to meet and have had in the hallway that way was also valuable to the bud grenades today.

Every moment is an irreplaceable memory. The bud grenades laughed all the time so that they could bite that word off.

"Ah... even though I'm on a school trip the day after tomorrow, there's no way I'm going to look into the path or anything. I feel terrible."

In Group F, Takimoto is lying on his desk with Batan shaking his pathway survey like he did.

At the same time that the bud grenades set their course, the surrounding friends, who will be in their third year of high school this year, were also seriously beginning to face their future.

"Did Maiko write it yet?

The bud grenade asks Maiko, who is currently taking care of his nails, in his usual tone. Maiko then turned to the bud grenade and nodded all over his sigh.

"Once the goal is higher, it's difficult. I'm writing college, but I wonder if the private sector is a dedicated petition."

When it comes to the path, every student frowns depressingly. Maiko was one of them, and such Maiko turned his envious gaze to the head bud grenade of the school year.

"Bud grenades are t big after all?

The bud grenades, which are also at the top alongside the test scores, are also in the pass finalization zone at T universities, which bring together the top groups in the country. Maiko asked me that much, and the bud grenade cheeked with a bitter smile.

"Well... I don't know."

Though I know I'll have to say it someday, bud grenades still couldn't tell anyone that fact.

Then at exactly that time, there was a broadcast inside the school.

"Two years in the Higher Department, Group F, Nanhara Shougua. Please come to the president's office as soon as possible."

Bo and the bud grenade, who was listening to that broadcast, stood for a few seconds and, by everyone's gaze and the voice of Maiko, realized that the name called on the current broadcast was his own.

"Nanahara, what did you do earlier in the New Year?

I look back at the bud grenade with a smile that Takimoto seemed to enjoy listening to the broadcast. It was Maiko, not the bud grenade, who reacted to such a waterfall book word.

"Don't let the bud grenade go with you. Stupid monkey."

"Huh!?

My classmate starts shouting "Oh man" at Maiko and Takimoto, who are going to have a friendly fight the same way this year. When I saw the usual landscape that played out in front of me, the bud grenades also laughed with a voice of karakara.

"I mean, it's urgent, so I'm just gonna go."

"There you go."

The bud grenades were dropped off by everyone and left the fun laughing f-group.

The bud grenades heading to the president's office use emergency stairs of things that go a little farther to avoid meeting with the officers.

Catan, only the footsteps of Catan and budding grenades went down the stairs, and budding grenades reached the ground floor without ever seeing anyone.

Exhaling gently to relieve him, the bud grenade hands on the door to go back inside the building again.

"How dare you use emergency stairs to get far away"

The voice came down from behind. The bud grenade opens his eyes wide and stops with his hands on the door.

"You do funny things, buddy."

Behind the bud grenade was an appearance of an arm-wrapped and dorsal guard on the wall. The bud grenade spills a bitter grin as he lays on his side like that.

"Kamiyo-kun, it's weird that you're standing by an emergency staircase with nothing."

"Right.... I wouldn't be here if I didn't think you'd make it through here."

Bud grenades looked back firmly at the words this time.

"Since the start of the new semester, there's something wrong with the bud grenades... they've all noticed it too"

Xu stared at the bud grenade with a harsh gaze.

It's almost a week since the start of the new semester now. Not that there's anything particularly wrong with it, but officers are all uncomfortable with the fact that bud grenades that don't usually smile so much are always nicotine without meaning.

"Hiding from me?

He said so and pressed the bud grenade for an answer. Even if you're not going to hide it, if you're still deciding not to tell me, it's the same thing you're hiding.

"Kamiyo-kun"

For a moment, the bud grenade tried to tell him "nothing". But if I tell you that word, you won't be able to tell the truth again, and I feel guilty for everyone. I knew I was just going to repeat the same thing, so the bud grenade recombined another word in my head.

"Just wait a little longer. 'Cause I'll talk to you right."

The lightly grinning bud grenade had conveyed the best words to prevent pursuit from the

"Study trips, let's all have fun"

That's what the bud grenade said, turning the door knob with his hands on it and disappearing into the building.

Opening the door to the president's office, the bud grenade quietly stepped indoors. Once inside, there was the president of the board and the principal, as well as Dr. Matsuda.

"Nanhara-san, are you here?"

"Excuse me, I'm late"

Speaking to the president of the board, the bud grenade bows its head in peculiarity. As prompted, Bud Grey sat in his seat making sure to face the board president and principal next to Matsuda Sensei.

"I'm sorry I called you out of the blue"

"No, nothing..."

The bud grenade replies quietly to the President's words without expressing anxiety or suspicion about being summoned.

"Looks like you know why they called you in."

The principal saw the bud grenade reaction and asked. The bud grenade nods at the principal's inquiry. Only Dr. Matsuda, the only one in this room who didn't understand the situation, was behaving suspiciously.

"Oh, um... the president, the principal. I have no idea..."

Sensei Matsuda, who is no longer comfortable, hesitates to speak up. I have a lower back than I can imagine from the attitude I usually show my students. Bud Grey turned his gaze to the chairman of the board, keeping such a picture of Dr. Matsuda at the edge of his sight.

"You hadn't told Dr. Matsuda yet. Well, let's get down to business."

In the voice of the president, the principal briefly reports to Matsuda Sensei.

"Mr. Nanhara... On the last day of February this year, he is leaving Lilong School halfway through school"

"... Yes?

To a succinct explanation that too important parts of the principal had been omitted, Matsuda turned her eyes round and pointed her surprised face at the bud grenade next door.

"Hey, why is Nanahara leaving school!

When Dr. Matsuda asked him that as he panicked, he urged him to continue explaining "Principal" with a bitter smile so that the president could fool Dr. Matsuda.

"Dr. Matsuda, I'm sorry. I omitted too many things. Nanahara was expelled from school to study at H University in the United States."

"Uh, H University? Study abroad?"

Though it became a more convincing explanation earlier, Dr. Matsuda's thoughts further distract him from his understanding of the facts. All of a sudden, it would only be a shock to Matsuda Sensei to talk about the expulsion and study abroad of her favorite students.

"Duh, what do you mean!

"I was contacted earlier by President Tojo... He said he saw Nanahara's work at sports festivals, cultural festivals, etc., and recommended Nanahara to succeed him and spoke directly with Nanahara... As a result, Nanahara said she needed to study management at H University as soon as possible..."

The principal speaks to Tsutsura and Matsuda Sensei about the contents of the communication he received from Tojo Kenichiro. I no longer understand 1/3 of what the principal tells Matsuda.

"Thank you for any inconvenience this may cause, such as the process"

Bud Grey greets the board president and the principal palely, bitterly laughing at how Dr. Matsuda is doing.

"There's nothing wrong with that place... I called it in today because I wanted to talk to Nanahara about the story ahead"

"Beyond that, is it?

The bud grenade glances at the words of the president. I have no idea from what point in time we're talking about ahead, bud grenade. Did you read such a bud grenade question, the president of the board immediately proceeded to talk to me?

"I think Nanahara understands that Nanahara will be expelled from this school when studying in the flying class..."

That also means letting go of the seat of the student council officer you got because of it. Even though I got everyone involved that far and became a student council officer, once again, Bud Grey was realizing his selfishness.

"However, in view of Nanhara's achievements at our school and the fact that H University is ahead of us, Lilong School intends to consider a different treatment as a further school."

That said, the president turns the following story over to the principal. The principal saw about the bud grenade and started talking about what the president called "another treatment."

"The minimum duration of study at H University is one year. If Nanahara could have studied in a year, she would just make it to Lilong's graduation ceremony. If you were able to accomplish a rare year of study in the history of H University, you will honor its achievements, participate in the graduation ceremony as a student of Lilong, and remain educated as a graduate rather than expelled."

Hearing that word, the bud grenade raises his face.

"... is that true?

Both the president and the principal laugh bitterly at the bud grenade inquiry. It's only a matter of a year's schooling at H University. If it takes longer, the story goes back to blank.

"It's true. But, Nanhara. The fact that studying at H University is in itself an achievement that our school wants so much that even if such measures are taken, it is difficult…"

"I'll do it"

In control of the kind of language the president tells, the bud grenade tells his will in a clear tone. With his unmistakable eyes, he uttered his unmistakable words.

"I'll try"

Even if it is a hard and tough choice, if there is clear happiness and joy ahead of it - bud grenades felt there was light in the dark.

Dark feelings change. The thoughts of bud grenades fill me with hope and motivation.

That's how the bud grenades were about to celebrate their best school trip to spend with everyone.