Reiryuu Academy Student Council

"Water, it's beautiful."

The bud grenade looks at the beautiful water that spreads beneath his eyes and squeals so in a relaxed tone.

The bud grenades and wind elegance did nothing in particular, but the two of us were walking along a beautiful canal.

"Let's take a photo shoot. It's just the landscape, buddy. Come in."

That's what Kanya says and holds the bud grenade in the picture along with the beautiful landscape. In the guise of subtlety, I preserved the figure of a solid, cute bud grenade on my smartphone.

"I'll take a picture of you, too."

Seeing what a delightful landscape looks like, I thought you liked this landscape so much, the bud grenade makes such a suggestion to the wind. But because he just wanted to photograph the bud grenade, Fengya said no with a feeling of hindsight.

"Because of what, I wish I could take it"

"Well, I am. But you don't want to save your photos..."

Bud grenade tilts his neck in the wind trying to do it over with an excuse he doesn't quite understand. But the newlyweds, who apparently watched those two nearby, have spoken to the bud grenades.

"Should I take a photo if you like?

Kind to strangers, bud grenades are honestly touched. But Fengya just said, "I don't want to save my photos." I'm glad the couple cared, but the bud grenade shook his neck to the side.

"No, big length"

"Please!

But Fengya bowed her head over the bud grenade voice she tried to say no to, as well as offering her own smartphone in front of the couple.

"What?"

"Huh? Ah... Huh... Look! I'm saying you're gonna take a shot because of me!

Bud Grey remembered what he had said by narrowing his eyes, and Fengya began to panic "suck," but soon uttered the most seemingly excuse. I also want a photo of the budding grenade alone if I try it from the wind, but I have decided to want it so much that I can get my hands out of my throat such as a two-shot with myself.

Somehow Fengya found that to be the case, and the bud grenade sighed loudly.

The bud grenade stares at the wind as he walks next door singing a nose song.

"Lian Yue Kun"

"Mm, what?

"It's dangerous to look at a smartphone. Okay?

The bud grenade pulled the hem of Fengya's coat while paying so much attention to the troubled wind by messing with his smartphone from earlier. Especially since Kazuya walks on the side of the road, it worries me.

"Email?"

"Yeah. I'm thinking about which one to take."

That's what Fengya said and said, "Which one do you want?," he asked the bud grenade. I glanced at the screen wondering if it was enough to ask for an opinion, and the bud grenade solidified perfectly.

"The candidate is this and this."

That being said, what Fengya shows is, of course, the shoots and two-shot pictures of the bud grenade alone that I just took.

"Both dismissed"

"I don't have that!

Even if the bud grenade makes him look troubled, he can't give up this much. Once again, Fengya looks at the screen and begins to worry. I think the bud grenade is fine, but there seems to be a lot to think about in the wind. Ultimately, he said, "Can't we keep either of them on standby?" Due to the bud grenade question, Fengya, who had forgotten the idea, divided it from screen to screen with a hazy face, was both awaiting reception.

"Still... I'm really bad at pictures"

Now take a serious look at the two-shot pictures. Fengya leaves a harsh comment on herself. However, the bud grenade, who saw the wind and elegance of the picture, spoke an honest opinion as he tilted his neck.

"Nothing, it's cool as usual"

There is no deep meaning in bud grenades. Fengya knows that, but Fengya blushed the moment she was told.

"Shoots, stop saying that with vegetables..."

"Uh, didn't you like it? You."

"No, no! Otherwise, oh already...... because I'm so happy! But it stinks!

The more the fire seems to come out of my face, the more red the fenghua's face becomes. But the face of the opposing bud grenade is clear and white.

"You're used to being told - right?

"Yes, but... Bud Grey rarely says that!

"... if you ask me, yes."

Sure, budding grenades don't bother to give you the word "cool" in the wind. Whatever, when you're in front of a bud grenade, the wind is crying and nibbling, and if you don't have many decent faces, it's just a cool thing to do. I don't even get to say it before I do.

"My God, it's just my face... There's nothing more I can do if my face doesn't work either."

Wind Ya sighs when he says such masochism.

And he puts his gaze back on the screen again so he can switch, but he still doesn't like his face in the picture. It's the end of finally starting to say "I want to be able to write cooler" and so on with a really dismaying face. I don't want to scratch what the guy who was working part time on the model is saying if you look from the bud grenade.

"If you're so disappointed, why don't you turn it off?

Due to being so depressed, the bud grenade would try to suggest that, but of course the windy face was sassy blue.

"I won't turn it off. Two shots with Bud Grey, huh? Even if I was half-eyed, I wouldn't turn it off!

"Let's just re-shoot that."

Let the conversation play so pleasantly, budding grenades and fengya sightseeing friendly. The silence does not come between the two of us because Fengya broadens the subject.

We had a great time and we were just discussing it was time to get in touch with the Maikos, and the bud grenade movement stopped.

"Bud Grey? What..."

Following the gaze of the hardened bud grenade, there was Yamamoto in squad action.

The bud grenade rushes to regain consciousness to Fengya, but this time Fengya remains gazing at Yamamoto. As much as Takimoto knew. I guess Fengya still hears about that, too. Yes, bud grenades intuited.

"Ah..."

And Yamamoto apparently noticed this one too. Yamamoto and the men's squad acting also began to soften when they saw the bud grenades and the wind.

It's too awkward. In order to avoid that situation, one of us has to leave the scene. The bud grenade grabbed the coat of fenghua.

"Lotus Moon, let's go"

"... yeah"

Early enough, the bud grenades try to pass beside the boys students and beside Yamamoto. At that moment, however, Yamamoto was really evil with a small voice.

"You said the most seemingly, but you just want to walk next to a guy with a good face."

Yamamoto's squad members were just as surprised, and he turns his gaze to Yamamoto and the bud grenade. However, the bud grenade passes next to Yamamoto, seemingly not even caring about Yamamoto's spicy words at all. The expression doesn't change. Calmly looking straight ahead only.

Next to such a bud grenade, Fengya grabbed Yamamoto's arm.

"Huh..."

"Apologize, buddy."

Yamamoto tries to shake off Fengya's arm, but Fengya's power is too strong to shake it off. The bud grenade tries to stop Fengya, but he accidentally shut his mouth on Fengya's genuinely angry face.

"Lotus Moon, tell me not to. Yamamoto too!"

The boy from Yamamoto's squad goes into a stop instead of a bud grenade, but it doesn't work.

"What? Why... us"

"Because I said terrible things to Bud Grey"

It's not windy, a cold voice sounds.

If the sprouts didn't think anything of it, if they really didn't even care to go by, Fengya didn't say this about Yamamoto either. But even for a few moments, Fengya realized that Yamamoto's words had helped her bud grenade arm.

"The worst part is Nanhara. It's none of your business. Don't come in here just because you're close."

Yamamoto waves his arms all the time telling him to let go again, and Kazuya releases her hand from Yamamoto as she stares at him like that with cold eyes. But Yamamoto doesn't want to apologize. Frustrated by it, Fengya had her complaining mouth open.

"Is that how you behave because your confession to Bud Grey didn't work?

Points out uneven without the wind wrapping around him and squeaks around him. The bud grenade also looked rushed and pulled Fengya's arm.

"Lotus Moon, that's enough!

"... oh, chi, chi!

Yamamoto, being wild, makes you deny it with a glance at Kazuya. But that gaze does not try to settle by swimming. Yamamoto's lies were visible.

"Then explain to me why you're stuck with Bud Grey."

I know the lies, and Fengya hunts Yamamoto down. I wouldn't do that if I were a regular gentle breeze. Apparently, Fengya is really pretty, and Yamamoto's squad members stepped back from Yamamoto under barometric pressure.

"... Ha, you get it when you like your face, don't you? That's what happens, and you're allowed to call Nanhara like a fool if you like."

Yamamoto's insulting spearhead moves to Fengya. If so, budding grenades can't be silent either, but the wind controlled the budding grenades that tried to get out of my mouth.

"Your face doesn't matter."

"There's no way. It's creepy to complain over and over, and I can usually avoid it. People like me can't even listen to a single confession, but you're accepted because you look good."

While uncomfortable with Yamamoto's obsession with appearance by the unusual, the bud grenade flaunts his face. But I can't argue with the bud grenade now. The only thing that didn't listen to Yamamoto's confession was the bud grenade, which just reverses Yamamoto no matter what that bud grenade says now.

So like covering a bud grenade, Fengya is relative to Yamamoto.

"Don't tell me you only look at people's faces, buddy."

'Cause it's true.

"If that's true... when I first said I liked you, you didn't ignore me and leave the classroom!

Fengya's loud voice sounds, and the bud grenades, Yamamoto and Yamamoto's squad members round their eyes. On the contrary, even ordinary people walking in the city had their gaze on the wind.

After I say it, I realize that the statement is too self-inflicted. But the released words did not go back, so Fengya became weak and repeated the words more and more.

"Because I was rejected and ignored many times by the time I could tell Bud Grey I liked him..."

Still, in the beginning, I ran down the hallway many times and chased a bud grenade that ran away. Fengya feels nostalgic about it. Only for that matter is that the distance from the bud grenade has shrunk.

"Before that, I've never been cool in front of a bud grenade.... I can only show you how cool it is to cry and nibble and there's nothing I can do about it..."

Fengya continues her words, even though she is about to be depressed. Whatever you want to say, whether it's self-inflicted or whatever, this is the next thing you have to say.

"So at least it's not for my face that Bud Grey will be with me right now. Besides, I don't want to lose to someone who says bad things about them because they refused me once."

That's what Fengya said, staring straight at Yamamoto. It's not a story I could have been very proud of. But to protect the bud grenade, I don't care about my majesty made of plating. That is the irrevocable theory of the wind.

"Lotus Moon..."

"... eh"

Yamamoto clogs words. That's settled. Yamamoto has no more words to say back, and Kazuya turns her gaze to the bud grenade with a gentle face. Using that as a signal, the sprouts, the cause in the first place, preceded Yamamoto and bowed their heads again.

"Um... I realized later that you did something rude to Yamamoto... and I apologize for yesterday. And if you don't like Yamamoto, you can decide there was no confession.... because I blocked it and didn't hear it until the end, and if you tell me it wasn't a confession, you're right."

The bud grenade said so with a troubled face. Because I originally intended to block the confession with that plan. I just asked Yamamoto how he feels and I can't answer his feelings. Then you'd better not make me confess for Yamamoto either.

However, what I thought I had done for Yamamoto did not pass on to Yamamoto himself, until I told others what I had confessed myself. He tried to preach a convenient conclusion to himself before the bud grenade spread the unusual end of his confession, but at that point he didn't know about the bud grenade.

I don't deserve to say 'I like' a bud grenade thing to a guy like that.

Yamamoto, embarrassed, turned his face bright red and went straight with the squad.

Seeing behind it, the bud grenade crept into the spot, dogged and tired.

"... I didn't think you'd be so angry. I'm sorry I got involved."

With relief, fatigue and sorry, and all sorts of emotional sighs, the bud grenade apologized to the wind. But Kazuya crouched beside the bud grenade with a gentle face and laughed at me, "Not at all if it's for bud grenade".

"I don't know, Kun Yamamoto got involved that far, probably because of Luo."

Bud grenades round their eyes at unexpected windy remarks.

"Huh?"

"Lai Luo said it this morning. Yamamoto Kun said something bad about being flabbergasted by Shouguri, so he told Bollocks."

Fengyi, Yamamoto seems to have been saying bad things about bud grenades since he talked to them yesterday. It also reached the ears of the same class of Lailuo as Yamamoto, and Lailuo even knew at that point that Yamamoto confessed to the buddy grenade and was fu. But this morning, Yamamoto, who was dining near Lailuo, told me about the sprouts: 'You have to wear makeup. You're not cute, you're too bad in character. I was totally fooled,' he said.

"So, Lai Luo came to his head and said, 'A facial hutu guy like you would never be hot if he was that bad of a character. I said," Oh, my God, you have eyes. "

"Come Ro..."

That's why I also suspect that Yamamoto was so obsessed with appearance earlier.

"But you covered for me too, didn't you? I have to thank you later."

"Well, I'm glad I was asking. Yamamoto-kun is about to get fucked if he hears about it."

Fengya said so bitterly and the bud grenade laughed "hahahaha" with a blue face. I decided not to pursue that 'bad' in depth.

"Than that, buddy"

"Hmm?

Stand up to each other and face each other. Looking up at Fengya, Fengya looked somewhere happy.

"You didn't listen to Kun Yamamoto's confession because you knew you couldn't answer Kun Yamamoto's feelings."

"... yeah"

In that way, the bud grenade lowers his brow a little dissatisfied because he sees too much from the top. However, because it is correct in its meaning, it cannot be denied.

"Is that it?

"Like"

With a face that looks really happy, I'll tell you. Fengya laughed heedlessly as the bud grenade tilted her neck to the "like" word that sounded a little pranky.

"Me, buddy can tell you I like you, so you can still think buddy is willing to answer me, right?

That's what I mean. It's not surprising that Wind Ya sees it that way just now. Rather than that, that's the fact.

"Shit," the bud grenade began to panic, blushing as he regretted his shallow remarks.

"That's not what I meant... Oh, but Yamamoto-kun's was... No, but just now..."

The bud grenade telling the wind "that's not what I meant" with a desperate face is so adorable to watch, without even the usual chilling bud grenade shards.

"Bud Grey, I like it"

I say that again with a graceful face. That's not a "like" to try earlier, it's a real "like". Thoughts are always packed, even with the "likes" I'm used to being told.

Honestly, Fengya tells me she likes sprouts, not anyone else.

By comparison, it was this morning's face that floated instantly. He had a troubled, frightening face.

"I knew you couldn't... me"

On the bending bud grenade, now it's time to "overdo it" and the wind begins to rush in front of me. But with such grace, the bud grenade said, "No," and turned to a bitter smile.

"I thought I'd get a good idea of these things, but as soon as I thought about it, I made a mistake..."

The bud grenade twinkles with a small voice in the wind of a strange face.

"Maybe Kamiyo-kun's 'likes' are me... I'm ashamed of myself for making a slight mistake"

Staring at the beautiful canal, the bud grenade lowered his brow.

"... Huh?

When he heard it, Fengya had opened her eyes wide and couldn't say anything.

The end of the haphazard date was so toothless and quiet.