Reiryuu Academy Student Council

The morning of the third day comes.

I got up from Mukuri and Futon and looked around but the squad members other than the bud grenades were still sleeping feeling comfortable because of the tiredness of talking all night. This is probably how all the rest of the school trip goes for this minute.

The bud grenade leaves the room with a washing tool with that in mind. I wanted everyone to sleep properly for a little while or so left, and the sprouts dropped the lights and left the room behind.

"Today, we're going to take a tour of Otaru in the training squad."

Wash your face and bring today's date to mind. But I have nothing more to think about. Without ever thinking about it, the bud grenades have gone completely out of hand.

I can't go back to my room for a while because I'm dropping the lights. So we have to do something to kill the time to wake up time.

"... could we have tea in the hall?"

The bud grenades that came to the hall take the hot water swallows available on the spot and look for a quick place to be. Then I saw an appointment standing near the pot with a sudden sudden.

"... ah"

With a slightly darker light, my hair becomes reddish.

- For a child you like... -

Standing there was a person who the bud grenades didn't really want to look at right now - Xu. The bud grenade shakes off the scene he remembers from his head.

But it's rare for him, and he hasn't even noticed that the bud grenade stepped into the hall. He seems to be throwing Bo and the tea leaves into the sudden sushi, but that's just a little bit - no, it's pretty weird.

I tried to turn my heel back bud grenade, but I was concerned about the appearance of such a groove and kept my legs moving forward.

"Kamiyo-kun"

That's what the bud grenades call it from behind the hush quietly. I didn't mean to freak out, it was a really quiet voice, but his shoulder jumped bizarrely exaggerated.

"... eh, buds, grenades"

"Surprised -..."

Open your big eyes bigger, bud grenade returns such a reaction. Above all, the bud grenade that received the reaction of the shovel was more surprising.

"Bud grenade. What's wrong...... It's too early to wake up."

"Kamiyo-kun is the one. than that......"

The bud grenade opened his mouth by peeking into the steep beard in which it was to be used as a hand to gently point it out.

"Do you drink such bitter tea?

When the bud grenade said so, he said, "Huh?" He brings his voice down and turns his gaze into the sudden sudden. Seeing in the sudden sudden, which I should have been watching for a long time earlier, Jiao rounded his eyes.

I don't care what you think, it's not the amount of tea leaves I find delicious. Fortunately, it was before I poured hot water.

"... I wonder what you're doing, I am"

He puts his hand on his forehead. Since last night, he has been making all these mistakes. Tofu sank in a sea of soy sauce, and yesterday's free movement was too boisterous for the crew to worry about, and this is it from the start today.

"Quickly lend me?

"Huh."

"I want a cup of tea, too, and because I make tea, Kayo, sit down."

Without knowing that the cause of his suspicious behavior lay with him, the bud grenade snatched the sudden sucker from his hands and began to brew delicious tea in an unsolicited motion.

The two of us tried to face each other and took a seat, and the bud grenade poured tea into the swallowing of the rice for the rice and put it in front of him.

"Thanks"

"Yeah.... but that's unusual. Kamiyo-kun is a jerk."

When the bud grenade said so, he cheeked like a little trouble and replied bitterly, "Always..."

"This has been going on for the last two days or so and I'm confused myself."

Shoulder to shoulder, he mouths the hot swallows. Whether the tea was delicious or just the warmth of the tea was pleasant, the bud grenade felt that it had in any case improved its complexion earlier.

"... uh, it's also a fever, or something?

As silence does not come, bud grenades rush to find a connected conversation. But I immediately answered the question of the bud grenade, "No."

Neither can the silence to be visited again be broken into bud grenades anymore.

"... uh..."

Wandering his gaze, the bud grenade tries to find a conversation. Silence is not uncommon when we are together. So I would never have cared about this much silence if I were a regular bud grenade.

You guessed it, and he grinned like he was in trouble somewhere.

"Why are you laughing..."

"Huh? Well, I don't know... I'm not the only one who doesn't seem to be, I'm a little relieved, I guess."

He stares at the face of the bud grenade with his cheek cane on. Jizzed by a neat face, the bud grenade accidentally distracted his gaze.

It's just that the bud grenade behaves less like a bud grenade because of what he said yesterday. If you are referring to "I am not the only one", you will also be concerned about what you said yesterday. Noticing that, the bud grenade opened his mouth with his gaze distracted from the

"Kamiyo-kun... what did you mean by that?"

"Like that?

He smiles and asks back. The bud grenade swelled his cheeks resentfully in some wazzy attitude. I enjoyed the reaction of the bud grenade, but looked at it somewhere.

"So... can I ask you the other way around?

The quiet voice sounds like she's looking for a bud grenade for some reason, and the bud grenade slowly gives her face up. As his gaze crossed, his appearance looked even more lonely.

"... what did you think bud grenades meant to my 'likes'?

Bud grenades glance at the question. I couldn't answer that question right away, not because I didn't know the answer, not because I was ashamed of the answer, but because I knew what I was trying to say.

"... yeah, right"

The bud grenade slowly opened his mouth and stroked down his shoulder, which became angry (why not) with urgency.

"For Kamiyo-kun, both Lotus Moon and Luo are all 'favorite kids' on the board, right?"

I'm one of those brackets myself, and I'm not saying 'just one special being'. That's how the bud grenade that takes confirmation from the "also seemed to wish" it was so.

"Exactly."

(12) He left a word of affirmation without any hesitation, as he wished.

"... I don't want to lose anyone because it's important... I don't want to lose Fengya, I don't want to lose Shotaro, I don't want to lose anyone."

Xu laughs mocking herself with her gaze slightly dropped. But the bud grenade smiled gently, unaware of such a grin.

"I know. Kamiyo-kun cares about everyone. In fact, I've been helped many times by the kindness of Kamiyo-kun."

That's what Bud Grey said, and he finally started drinking tea in a calm way that looked like her. The weight of the mysterious words left behind falls out of his heart, and the bud grenade again sits in front of him in his usual serenity.

"... yes"

He depressed the gavel lightly and poured the sprouted tea into his mouth all at once.

"Kamiyo-kun?

"Thanks for the tea. There's still time, and I'm gonna go back to sleep."

Xu smiles gently and strokes the head of the bud grenade with a pom. The big hand on the overhead still calmed the bud grenade's heart.

"Oh well. I'm not sleeping. Okay."

"Who are you talking to, it"

He laughed invincibly, and he walked out of the hall saying goodbye this time.

Confirming that the bamboo is gone, the bud grenade stares again at the seat in front of the bamboo disappearing. Turning his gaze alternately to Suzu and his seat, where tea still remained, the bud grenade narrowed his eyes in loneliness.

"... tea, overbrewed"

While pouring alternative tea into his own water only, the bud grenade was tasting the weight of a steep sudden that he had never felt.

Reaching to the front of the room, he did not open the door of the room, but instead let the door in front of him hit his fist powerlessly.

"I can't believe I have to run away to be who I am... that's a really funny story"

I accidentally told the bud grenade how I felt about 'liking' it. No matter how the bud grenade receives it, the fact remains the same in the garden. But after thinking about it all the time, I couldn't get a hold of anything, and I lost my appearance.

So I put my thoughts back on the blank that the bud grenade was about to realize, and then I regained my original self.

"I blame them for all the cowardice. I wonder what's so sweet about mine..."

He puts his own forehead on the fist that pressed him against the door. He grabbed a hingy hand and spilled a ha-ha-ha dry laugh.

"But no matter how timid and liar I am... if you look so horrible... it'll hold up pretty good..."

The reassuring face of the bud grenade can't get out of my head when I abandon the word 'like'.

Even though it's a lie I threw up hoping it would, I'm glad this happened, but in the end all I have is regret. I mocked myself again when I said I was stupid.