Reiryuu Academy Student Council

As physical education festival days approach, the proportion of time spent preparing for physical education festivals increases. That, of course, is no exception to the student council, which must also add to its normal work and set up a physical education festival. Overwork of the rest of the board continued while Fengya and Lailuo were not in support group practice.

"Kamiyo-kun?

Sprout and Sprout, who are in charge of student council work, deliver the finished documents to the staff room and are on their way back to the student council room.

"... hmm? What?"

"... Could it be that you're not feeling well?

"That's not true, but why?

A gentle grin is the same as always. When I look at such a bamboo, I don't know why I thought of it like that. I lose it from the bud grenade itself.

"Somehow, but. Kamiyo-kun, it was a mess, so it's rare."

"Was it a rumble?

"Yeah. You didn't hear anything about me, did you?

The bud grenade was talking to him about a certain question. However, it was rare and boisterous, and the bud grenade asked him that unexpectedly.

"Ah...... Sorry. Just a thought. So, what was the story with the bud grenade?

Asked, the bud grenade looks out the window. Outside the window it was dusty rain.

"When physical education festival practice became a rainy season, I wondered why we had a physical education festival in July."

A bud grenade raises his right hand small on his chest. Xu gave me a clear answer to the bud grenade question because he has been asked these kinds of questions many times.

"There's a cultural festival for the second semester. Based on the desire to divide the two events, I decided to conduct the festival in the first semester."

However, the question arose as to where to implement it in the first semester. Although escalating ceremonies, freshmen are busy advancing to higher education and some external students, like bud grenades, make it difficult to do so in April.

If you do it halfway through, you won't be able to get either before or after the periodic test. Although during the rainy season, it is a personal practice, except for the support group, so it is also possible to rent an adjacent mid-level gymnasium to practice.

"All you have to do is fix the problem a little earlier in the final test period. That's why the sports festival is this time of year. The sports festival production is also the arrival of summer with the rainy season. A reasonable implementation date."

I was a little surprised by the bud grenade, which I didn't think would show an accurate and well-founded reason so far. But when he calmed down immediately and asked if the cards tournament before the end of the period was okay, Bud Grey shut up because he laughed "I had to stop to get the princess," he said.

Talking about that, he arrived in the student council room, and bud grenades and pods each worked on their seats.

But it's even a trivial thing that bothers me once I think about it. If you look sideways, your face seems a little red on the bud grenade, and your breath feels rougher than usual. Even the work speed is slower than usual.

The bud grenade approached the chairman's seat with a loud sigh.

"What's wrong with you? Bud grenade...?

The bud grenade put his hand on the forehead in the form of embarking on the chairman's seat. And the bud grenade sighs grandly again. I expected it, but it's much hotter than that.

"I'm basically hot."

"Just rest."

"I don't think you'll be able to finish the job if I take a break?

"... better than Kamiyo-kun's continued illness"

The bud grenade looks at the pile of paperwork at the desk of the bamboo and the paperwork at his place and makes his face snap, but this choice would be best in the bud grenade because he is distracted by the fact that the sick person is working and his working ability is now significantly reduced.

"So, work stoop!

When the bud grenade tried to take away the documents at his disposal, he grabbed his hand. He stared at the bud grenade with his hot eyes and laughed lightly.

"If a bud grenade kisses me... I'll listen to you"

"What?"

"If you do, I'll be better."

The bud grenade narrowed his eyes limitless. I guess I'm not feeling well enough to say what Fengya is going to say. Your face is much closer than it was earlier, and you can tell that your breath is rough.

"... Fine"

When the bud grenade told him, he turned his eyes round.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Except..."

The bud grenade was on the desk of the bamboo. I took it with my uncharted hand.

"If Kamiyo-kun wins in Othello. If I win, I won't rest."

Bud grenades and bamboos take their small seats next to the chairman's seat. Speaking of which, the day I had Othello for the first time was such a dusty rain, and I thought the bud grenade thought the same thing.

"Think about the rules of the draw, too?

"Yeah. I'm gonna settle this one, so I don't need it."

When the bud grenade placed the black stone on the plate, the ladle laughed satisfactorily.

After enough. As Sprout said, Othello's victory and defeat were decided.

"Yes. Good night, Kamiyo-kun, Taryim"

The bud grenade pulls a plug on the couch at the side edge of the room. I was brought here to see if the results were unbelievable or if I was looking at the bud grenade.

"It's the first time I've ever been born to lose to someone."

He said that before.

"... Kamiyo-kun is a sick man, and I'm a normal but only a small victory or loss, so don't count."

The bud grenade gently stroked the head of the lying beard. Of course, the only person in the world who can do that is a bud grenade.

He still looked like he was saying something, but his eyelids grew heavier if his body was still tight and closed immediately.

"... Kun, Kamiyo-kun"

In her slight sleep, she slowly opened her eyes to the bud grenade voice she could hear. Then he gets up immediately, and he looks at the clock. The time is already eight o'clock, and it's the final drop out time.

"I'm sorry. You slept too much."

He was surprised that he was able to sleep so far in a space where others were. But I was most surprised that I was convinced for that reason that they were bud grenades.

"I wish you'd woken me up sooner"

"Because I slept feeling good. But it's time to go home. My family's hungry."

The bud grenade smiles bitterly as he looks at the clock.

"Oh. I'm so sorry. I'll take care of it later.... go home with care."

"Yes."

As the bud grenade began his return schedule, he rose from the couch and turned his foot to his chairman's seat.

"How are you feeling? What do you say?"

Ask the budding grenade who sat in the chairman's seat after completing the return journey. Xu showed a gentle grin directed only at the bud grenade.

"Thanks to you."

"Good for you."

The bud grenade seemed really relieved by the usual appearance of the pupil club, smiling back at the pupil club and leaving.

“ I was alone in the room, ” he glanced over the desk just to finish the rest of the work. But all the paperwork on the desk has been signed and the material that was in the process of being created is perfectly done. Surprised by the unexpected, he turned to the sticky note on the top print.

"1/∞ = 0"

I laughed unexpectedly. I guess Bud Grey cared about what he said, such as never losing. The intention of the formula written in that note is that given the number of wins in his lifetime, there would have been no loss this time.

"What are you laughing at?

After support group practice, Fengya and Lailuo came to the Student Council Room. Shotaro and Favourable will be back soon to finish setting up. He fixed the sticky note in his trouser pocket.

"Tired. I'm done with the student council."

"Even if I stay, I don't have any strength left."

I can feel fatigue in Lailuo holding my shoulders down, but I can't feel it in the wind and grace of entering the room or no or moving my neck glued.

"What's wrong with you? Windy."

"Bud Grey.... Left?

"Ah. Just now."

"Ha... I'm gonna die because I'm so wrong"

I think he's as simple as ever to sit around in the wind. But Xu smiled bitterly knowing the existence of a human being whose heart would be moved by one bud grenade action other than Fengya.

"Simple, huh?"

Xu grabbed the sticky note in his pocket gently.