Reiryuu Academy Student Council

The story we have to make on Holy Night is over.

So I'm thinking of going home and rendezvous with the squad members.

"I'm here because of you, come here for a while"

That's what Holy Night says, grabbing the bud grenade arm trying to go home. The sprouts stared with a troubled face at the arms of Holy Night that wouldn't even peel off to peel them off.

"But I don't really act alone..."

"Ah. We, Nanahara, haven't been able to do the best we can to catch up and have a little sightseeing, but don't you think anything about that?

Makoto tells Megumi that he tried to say no. For Holy Night and Makoto, you should be able to go whenever you want to, whether it's Hokkaido or not. So there is no way they really want to tour etc, and the bud grenade easily figured that out.

"Let it go. Bud grenade, you don't have a lot of sightseeing either. Hang out with me and the city."

"No, I've looked around a lot already... and if anyone else sees me, I'll be in trouble again..."

Once again the bud grenade tries to argue with Holy Night, but cautiously this time it was stopped with its mouth blocked.

"Ma, Holy Night is quite a disguise. I'll get Nanahara to change her uniform properly. Let's go, shall we?

Words make it look like they're proposing, but the voice tells them they won't admit to disagreement altogether.

"... ok"

When Shin's hand went away, the bud grenade answered as he clasped his shoulders.

"It's settled."

"Why are you coming with me?"

"You bet. What's so inconvenient about me not being here?

Seeing two people arguing somewhere fun, the bud grenade smiles. I was somewhat glad to be able to feel like traveling with both of them taking care of me, although it took the form of being somewhat escorted.

"Come on, where are you going?

When you're ready, Shin asks as you leave the front door of the villa. But I had something to say to the bud grenades before I left the villa.

"Um, Mr. Qin Zao. I've been thinking... what's the point of that outfit, disguise?

The bud grenade whines as he sees the Holy Night as he walked out the front door first.

Being troublesome when we find out about each other's qualities meant that the bud grenades would also change from Li Long's uniform to the luxury clothes prepared for the Holy Night, and the Holy Night would likewise make costume changes.

"Weird?

"No, it suits one way or another..."

The bud grenade answers the question of Holy Night with a troubled face.

Even before Holy Night he had come to see me bud grenade wearing a disguise of his own. Same as then this time, I'm just trying on black edge glasses to dress a little rougher than usual. You won't be discerned as Holy Night Himself because of it, but it still stands out like some movie actor.

"... stands out, doesn't it?"

"Really? If you say so, this one will stand out more."

That's what I say. Thumbs up prudence with which Holy Night stands next to itself. Makoto is not wearing a disguise because his face is not so well known as the second son of the Shinohara family. However, the atmosphere surrounding him, whether disguised or disguised, is already noticeable.

"Ha, be praised ~"

"Praise you, asshole. Just call a cab."

"I'm done calling you, huh?

As always, there is no shortcoming in prudent behavior. But I'm just pissed off because I do it and say it on my face.

Even though Holy Night tries to slap Makoto on the head saying, "Don't get on with it," Makoto gently deflected it, and the bud grenade grinned bitterly when he saw it.

"And that's unusual. I can't believe Mr. Qin Zao took a cab."

"Oh? Oh, I could have let you drive out, but then I'd go to Hokkaido for personal use, and I'd be stuck in the main house."

That's what Holy Night says, pulling the bud grenade arm with a thin grin.

"I'm here to see you because of you, but don't think about it. Don't think about it?

When they say that on Holy Night with a gentle voice, even just a bud grenade gets me thrilled.

"Ko, Kiyozo... eh"

"Ha-ha-ha, don't put me in a world of two"

Makoto plunges his arm in the bud grenade and on the eve of the Holy Night, his hands pounding. So the bud grenade returned to me, howling and carefully glanced.

"Holy Night. You tell me not to have a cold dialogue, but you're probably talking now, too, right?

"I'm sorry to be with you."

"Uh, please don't fight anymore"

Once again the bud grenade stops the angry Holy Night. Even that seems Makoto is fun, and Kerakera and I started laughing. Thanks to this, the Holy Night beats Makoto's head again, and the bud grenades exhale a great sigh.

With such a guddag interaction, a taxi arrived in front of the villa and the shoots grenade, Holy Night and Shin Sapporo sightseeing began.

Shin in the passenger seat, take a taxi in the back seat with a combination of bud grenades and Holy Night. I shouldn't have decided where I was going yet, but Shin was just telling the driver where I was going.

"Mr. Suhara, where are you going?

"Mmm... where Nanahara hasn't gone yet"

Makoto tells him that as he looks at the bud grenade on the side. The bud grenade leans his neck to the profound statement of meaning, but soon a point of convergence came.

Shin was tailing the bud grenade to take the bud grenade to the villa, so we know where the bud grenade visited with the squad members.

As the bud grenades just pick a place they haven't even been with the squad members yet, I also find the bud grenades really impressive with the handiness of prudence or the brevity of the procedure.

"Bud grenade"

Staring at Makoto with that in mind, the Holy Night sitting next to him called the name of the bud grenade.

"Yes?"

"Don't stare at Makoto. I'm gonna get on with it and I'm gonna get wussy."

Says the Holy Night with a half-eyed glance at Makoto. Makoto laughed "Hiya" when he heard that.

"Nothing. Nanahara told me you couldn't float as much as you stared at me."

"... that's how nobody floats."

The bud grenade groans with his face in difficulty so that he agrees with Makoto.

Then Holy Night threw his gaze out the window in a slightly grumpy manner.

The bud grenade was somewhat funny and unexpectedly giggling when he saw that the Holy Night, which the world was called pity cold, showed such a childish reaction.

"What?"

"Oh, excuse me"

Holy Night stares at the bud grenade with resentment on his side. So bud grenades honestly apologize, but his face kept laughing and he didn't go back to his true face.

"I don't think you're fooling around. Just..."

"Just?"

Holy Night listens back. The bud grenade closed his eyes and opened his mouth to remind him of the old days.

"I thought it must be so precious to be able to see Mr. Qinzo like this......"

On the Holy Night when we met, some empty, wrapped air was slaughtering even before the bud grenades. That now goes so far as to make me laugh and care about the bud grenade once in a while.

Bud grenades realized that.

"... take it for granted. Anything but you, forgive me."

Holy Night tells that in a small voice as he again distracts his gaze from the bud grenade and makes it look like it stinks.

It is not uncomfortable to have such a happy-aura filled conversation or to be often interacted with by bud grenades for the Holy Night, but it cannot be awkward when made in a space where others are.

"Am I not counting for the one who's forgiving me? Holy Night."

Makoto pinches his mouth as if to smash such a good atmosphere in the back seat.

It is unusual for Makoto to interfere with the Holy Night approach, but this is also the result of Makoto's consideration in an attempt to lessen the awkwardness of an unfamiliar driver.

"Shin..."

"Yes, yes, no more -"

Hearing the low voice of the Holy Night, Makoto waves hilariously. And I started talking so loud to the driver that I didn't care what was going on back there.

"Hair..."

"Huh?"

Once again the Holy Night opens its mouth and the bud grenades turn towards the Holy Night. Then Holy Night soaked up a room of bud grenade hair.

"You've stretched."

"I don't really have time to hang up."

When the bud grenade said so and laughed bitterly, the bud grenade's hair slipped sarcastically out of Holy Night's hands.

"Don't hang up. Yeah, don't."

Said on Holy Night, the bud grenade shall be a kyoton.

"Stretch it out. You, look better in a long time."

"... but the long hair"

That's it, budding grenades shut their mouths.

Since I lived as a Tojo bud grenade, my hair rarely came down below my clavicle. I feel that in the corner of my head, and the bud grenade laughs bitterly.

"You don't even need to focus anymore, do you?"

Now bud grenades should be acceptable to me when I was a Tojo bud grenade. The boundaries and differences that were unconsciously drawn between Tojo and Nanahara no longer make sense.

"To change your mood… it might not be a bad idea to stretch it"

I shrugged my own hair for a room and the bud grenade squeaks. Then Holy Night happily gave him a loose mouth angle.