Reiryuu Academy Student Council

About an hour after the ski class started.

"I slipped, and it's time to really stop"

The bud grenade that came down with Shotaro muttered so much when he joined Favor and Lailuo. Of course there is a group of students watching the snow war at the end of the bud grenade's gaze.

"But now those four guys stand out, thanks to you, you can slip all you want, right?

"That's true."

Lailuo and Favor each flaunted their shoulders. As the two of them are right, the vast majority of the school year is watching those four brawls, so few people are slippery now.

"Let me do it. One day you'll fit in on your own."

"" It's not. ""

Four people who have had numerous arguments so far, but can't really fit in unless there's a trigger. Similar to the bud grenade, Favourable and Lailao also denied Shotaro's statement at the same time.

"But there's a chance that Nanahara's feud will intensify when she enters."

"... how does it get any worse?"

Bud Grey laughs like he's in trouble for saying that. He then entrusted the ski board to Shotaro and strayed into the group as it were.

"Ah, Nanhara."

Moving on to draw the group together, there is Takimoto and Maiko at the beginning. The bud grenades walked over to the two, slightly surprised that they were both wild horses.

"Bud, something's going on."

Seeing as Maiko points out, the bud grenade opens his eyes for a moment. But soon his eyes narrowed like lines.

Until the bud grenades were confirming it, there should have been a battle between Tsubaki and Holy Night, and Kazuya and Makoto, respectively, but now the sight is changed.

"Heh... I knew you'd do pretty good"

"Ha ha, I'm glad Chairman Min Kun praised you ~"

Somehow Shin and Shin are facing each other.

Holy Night and Fengya flashed their gaze a little as to where they had gone, they were both lying down on the snow and falling.

"... how are those two rolling?

When the bud grenade asked with a troubled face, Maiko and Takimoto began to convey their interpretation where they saw it to the bud grenade.

Takimoto Sakamoto said the atmosphere suddenly changed and defeated the Holy Night without skin. And according to Maiko's story, Makoto smiled down Kazuya, who confirmed that Holy Night had lost.

So what's happening right now is it's like a final showdown.

"These two won't settle..."

The bud grenade holds his forehead and exhales a loud sigh.

As far as I can tell, Makoto is against Sacred Night. Makoto will never get out of hand more than he has that premise. Even if Serious Shin fought Serious Shin, clearly, I can't imagine losing either.

"Unfortunately, I'm not willing to lose anything but a bud grenade."

That's what he says, throwing snow discreetly. Makoto avoids it, but Makoto is throwing a second pitch further, Makoto puts his hand on the snow and buckles, and even that gets carried away.

Now that the wind has fallen, the woman's gaze nails with such caution.

"Oh, then the chairman can't beat me, can he?

Makoto grabbed one of the massive snowballs he left at the landing site and threw snow at him from an unbalanced position.

"If it's a snowball fight that adds strength, you can't beat Nanahara either. I am."

His eyes gleam with glitter in his words. He caught Shin's thrown snowball firmly with his eyes and took it in the palm of his hand.

"... if you say so much, you're going to crush it the other way around."

Makoto smiled invincibly when he told him that he was superior to Shizuku. It's creepy that they both smile nicely.

"The Divine Generations are laughing... are you having fun?

"Idiot. I don't care what you think. The other way around."

The words of Takimoto make Maiko scratch. Next to it, the bud grenade exhaled once more a great sigh and began walking again.

Bud grenades gently step into the battlefield, which is too scared to get anybody close.

Throwing, he repeatedly avoided, and bud grenades stood in the meantime, frightened by the two men who showed off their motor nerves. Moment after moment, we stop perfectly the arms that were about to throw snowballs at each other. If I'd thrown it as it was, the snowballs would have definitely flown towards the bud grenade.

"Ahbu ~"

"Bud grenade..."

From both directions, a voice is raised as if blaming a troubled child for suddenly popping up with a red light. The bud grenade had a slightly irritated face at the reaction, first glancing at the

"Kamiyo-kun"

To a slightly lower bud grenade voice, he grates his hand with a snowball for now.

The bud grenade walked over to his side as he received his gaze.

"The chairman goes wild. Everybody's watching, right? You know what?"

When the bud grenade stood in front of him, he clasped his shoulder like a troubled man.

"I know. But there's no choice, is there?

"What can I do for you?"

"... because it's sprouted grenades"

He says so without any hesitation, and the bud grenade rounds his eyes. But the next moment I slapped both cheeks pampered to calm myself down.

"Don't make people look like products on your own"

When the bud grenade told him with a slightly grumpy face, he stared back at the bud grenade with a Kyotong face.

"... budding grenade"

It's been a long time since I've been able to turn a face like that from a bud grenade, and the head of the wax cools all at once. Then suddenly in his head emerged the childishness of his actions.

"Sorry.... I lacked calm"

The more I think about it, the more embarrassing it becomes, the more I hold my face and exhale a great deal of sigh.

Bud Grey confirmed that his head had settled like that, pointing to the person who was falling a little further away.

"Lotus Moon will die like that."

The never-ending battle should be broken, and bud grenades make an accurate point that for now they should take the carefully defeated wind and grace to a warm place.

"... right. I'll take Fengya."

No longer disputing the words of the bud grenade, he spilled the snowballs out of his hand, and went to Fengya.

"… so, Mr. Tsuhara"

He confirms that he holds the wind elegance and the bud grenade speaks out to Shin, who is laughing happily behind him.

"Ugh, I thought I could compete with the chairman one way or the other."

The bud grenade turned a cold gaze to discreetly say just that.

"I know you're not going to settle for it, and you're a convict who's having fun plunging fights. It's out of the question."

That's what the bud grenade said, passing next to Shin, and walked over under the falling and lying holy night.

"Akizo, please wake up"

That's what the bud grenade says and pounds the head of Holy Night. Even if you say you're lying down, only a bud grenade can do this on Holy Night. Makoto peeks in about the Holy Night from the top of the crouching bud grenade.

"Oh, Mr. Chairman, I'm so sorry."

"You, too."

Saying prudently like other personnel, bud grenades add firmly. This is how we did the Holy Night, but it is prudent that we drove it to this state until the wind.

"What kind of snow do you get, you lose your mind"

"You want to know?

"No, I'm fine"

Shoot grenades return cold to Shin's words. Makoto knows that and deliberately says, "More than snow."

"Mr. Qin Zao"

In several calls, the consciousness of the Holy Night returned.

"Bud, grenade?

"If you slept here, you'd die, wouldn't you?

That's what a bud grenade tells you according to the sight of Holy Night. Then the Holy Night sat back on the snow.

"You lost... I am"

I tell you in a bitter way that Holy Night understands the situation. Seeing a holy night that seemed regrettable, the bud grenade put a cheek wand on his lap.

"What are you doing here all the way to Hokkaido?"

Holy Night frowns a little on the troubled bud grenade voice. It's a funny story from a bud grenade, but for Holy Night everything is a serious story.

"Oh my..."

"Whether you win or lose a snowball battle, Mr. Qinzo, my behavior is up to me, right?

The four of us fought sprouts on our own to start a snowball battle, but clearly, it's up to the sprouts to decide with whom and how to act. Even if Holy Night wins, there's no point in winning if Bud Grey doesn't want to see Holy Night until he leaves his school trip.

"Saya..."

But before that, it seems regrettable that Holy Night failed miserably. There's nothing I can do about it, so I can't even say it to the bud grenade.

That's why the bud grenade was smiling bitterly, and Holy Night stared at the Majesty and the bud grenade thing.

"... budding grenade"

Holy Night quietly called the name of the bud grenade. Bud grenades take a straight Holy Night gaze.

"... you know why I'm chasing you?

The bud grenade nods small at the inquiry of the Holy Night.

"So if tomorrow's free movement time is fine... I'll give you that time"

The bud grenade said so with a soft look. The reaction was a little unexpected, Holy Night and Makoto looked surprised.

"... ok"

But soon the Holy Night will understand the words of the bud grenade and reply quietly. There is no reason for Holy Night to stay here any longer if I can make a promise.

When the Holy Night stood up in that way, along with Makoto, gently apologized to the teachers of Li Long, and Xi took him to the floor in a feisty manner, all the long series of brawl noises ended.

The students, who had been wild horses for nearly an hour, resume skiing while immersed in the aftermath of earlier snow wars.

"Ski classes, resume -"

The bud grenades, who dropped off the Holy Night and Makoto, also joined the Rohs again to resume skiing.

Around that time on the floor, the brawling noises and the rare sight of Fengya receiving the attention of the teacher later became one of the memorabilia of all the students on the school trip.