Reiryuu Academy Student Council

Free movement is over, and the bud grenades have come to their new accommodation. The accommodation I've been staying in is not much different from the construction itself. The room was about the same size and didn't feel particularly fresh.

The previous lodging room was close to Suzuki Sensei's room in Group C, but this time it's far from any teacher's room. Even so, there are cases where teachers walking down the corridor are noticed by chance, as in the last case of a rough throw, so there can be no fuss.

"Is that Takimoto-kun?

But at night, in the squad of bud grenades who were thinking about it, there were idiots coming to visit.

"Whoa! Let's play -"

The door in the room was knocked, and when the bud grenade opened the door, there stood a squad of Takimoto and Group F boys there.

And Takimoto, who freely interpreted it as permission to open the door, enters the women's room with dignity.

"You haven't given me permission yet. Come on in, Takimoto."

"Bring a handsome man"

Miyada and the girls boom in Takimoto. That's a sight I often see in the F group of classrooms, so no one thinks "poor Takimoto" or anything like that right now.

"Don't you dare say anything about permission! You guys are free anyway, right?

"Because of this, let's play"

All the other boys came into the room in line behind Takimoto. The bud grenade smiles bitterly, but puts all the boys inside, and when everyone gets inside the room, he shows his face in the hallway. So far there is no sign of a teacher in the hallway. Confirming that, the bud grenade closed the door.

"What are you playing at?

When Bud Grey returned next to Maiko, Maiko was just about to ask Takimoto about that. When the sprouts also turned their gaze to the Takimoto men standing at the center of the room, Takimoto began to think, "No."

"You're here without plans."

Takimoto, go home. Go home.

"Shut up."

Miyata and the others tear up about Takimoto laughing.

It seems like Takimoto is the place where he brings all the boys in the squad with one thought of "I just want to play," Bud Grey thought.

"Too unplanned. I want you to apprentice Mr. Shu."

"Did I say something? Uemura"

When Boso snapped with a low voice, Takimoto reacted just fine. "Nothing," Maiko replied with a half laugh, Takimoto begins to make gagging noises. I don't care what you say. When I look at the two people I'm close to, buddy grenades smile unexpectedly.

"Takimoto-kun, if you make too much noise, it sounds all the way down the hall, so calm down."

When Bud Grey says so, Takimoto has honestly apologized for "Ah, Wari no".

The girls are complaining too, but they want to do something and play because the Takimotos came out and started thinking about what they would do and play with. I have cards, but not for 10 women and 10 men. It is not realistic to do mullet throws between men and women either.

So when I was thinking about what I was going to do for a while, the boys in Takimoto's squad cut out, "Me, I had something I wanted to try once with a girl," he said.

"Oh, what?

"That's her history without = age! What? What?"

Boys and girls eat up. But the proponent boy was about to be frustrated by the spicy remarks of the women. He's a fun guy, just like Takimoto, but he's hard to get along with.

"Don't worry, Goto! Even this guy has no boyfriend = age!

"Ahhh, I can't hear you."

Such an exchange can be repeated in front of you. It's rarer to have a boyfriend because of the lack of a lover in group F.

And after continuing to argue for a while, the proponent Goto uttered "what I wanted to try once".

"Kings Game!

The moment Goto said so, the men's side began to thrive abnormally. Apparently, the Takimoto men's squad had a strong desire to make the king's game a woman.

"The King's Game... that's it, isn't it?

Bud Grey asks Maiko next door, anxious to see if what he thinks of the "King's Game" is the right one. Bud grenades only know that with the knowledge they've seen and heard on TV.

"The King chose and the person who pulled the number designated by the King is the punishment game"

Punishment game, what a horrible sounding. Maiko, who explained the king's game to the bud grenade, sighs with a shuddering face.

"Really, boys in our class are dumb."

At the end of Maiko's gaze is Goto and Shishagu Takimoto. Apparently Takimoto was also interested in the Kings game, making the conversation seem fun.

"Whatever you want to have fun with."

"Stop playing extreme punitive games, boys"

Neither does the women's side refuse like that. If you say "good" around, bud grenades don't go against that either. It was decided to play the King's Game under some conditions.

Because chopsticks were not readily available, tear unwanted backing paper, write the king and number and fold, and make whales. That's how the King's Game started.

"Well, number six! Go around three times and say one."

"Wow, number six, it's me!

Everyone pulls the lottery and the person who becomes king specifies the number and the punishment game. It was only in the beginning that I was done with punitive games like decopin and butt letters like this, but the contents of punitive games are getting thicker and thicker.

"Well, let's pull the next lottery."

When the punitive game is over, I re-draw the lottery. Even by the time I didn't know how many times I'd pulled the lottery anymore, the bud grenades still hadn't pulled the king's lottery or the number of the punishment game.

I can't even think of all kinds of punishment games where I became king, so I've never been over it without hitting it. With that in mind, the bud grenade attracts a lottery that says number three.

The King also decided to announce the title of the Punishment Game as an example, but the topic that started to get a little thicker changed from there to something harder.

"Next, then, number three and 13, chew!

That's what the Tension MAX boys say. Bud grenade looks at his number twice with a pocan face, but no matter how many times he looks at it, bud grenade number is number three.

"Bud ho, did you hit it?

"... yeah"

I answer as the bud grenade stares at the paper of the lottery with half an eye. At about the same time the person who drew the number 13 made a scene.

"You're crazy about the subject! Stupid, you!

Apparently it was Takimoto who drew number 13, and the moment he was told his number, he yells at the king's boy.

That conveyed to everyone at once that number three was bud grenade and number 13 was Takimoto. Nothing could be more interesting as far as everyone is concerned.

"Shh!

"I did Takimoto."

That said, everyone in group F knows that Takimoto likes sprouts. As a result, chilling also takes a beating.

"You've got to be kidding me, change your subject!

"I can't hear you."

Of course I can't get Takimoto's objections heard. Sounds fun around, but they just have to get upset. Especially in the bud grenade, so much so that he wants to know how the fearful Maiko looks.

As the bud grenade stared worryingly at Maiko, Maiko also noticed the bud grenade's gaze, spilling a rare and bitter grin for her.

"Donma, bud grenade. How sympathetic to be with such an idiot monkey."

"Maiko, I don't know if I should call you" Takimoto. "

When Maiko pounds her bud grenade shoulder, the girls around her squirm like they're having fun. The words themselves are what the usual Maiko is likely to say. But the bud grenade knew Maiko was forcing him to say it.

"Maiko..."

"Well, stand up, both of you!

But ignoring the bud grenade's mood, things keep moving forward.

I was told around me that for once budding grenades and Takimoto stood at the center of the room, but budding grenades looked anxiously at Takimoto's face.

"... do you really?

"You don't have a choice. Because that's the game."

Takimoto says Boso in a small voice. His face was red and his eyes were completely distracted from the bud grenade. Takimoto exhales loudly to make up his mind with a voice from everyone: "Hurry up -"

And Takimoto put his hand on the shoulder of the bud grenade. The bud grenade eyes were so shaken that there was no more.

"Takimoto-kun...... wait, wait"

Takimoto's face approaches. The bud grenade meditated his eyes aggressively. Behind my eyes meditated vision, the same shadow glistened as when I was confessed to Takimoto.

But next, what the bud grenade felt was the weight on his shoulder. When I opened my eyes thinly, Takimoto's face was on the shoulder of the bud grenade.

"Takimoto-kun?

"Takimoto, what are you doing?!

"Chicken from Takimoto!

From around, as today's best booming flew, Takimoto sighed loudly again over the shoulder of the bud grenade.

"You guys...... You can make it Nanhara... but be prepared to be all killed by officers then!

"" "Ah..." "

The voices of everyone who responded to Takimoto's words were very manicured. The Takimoto men's squad began to be frightened in front of the sprouts tilting their necks.

"Did you hear about the bath case?

"Oh, I heard... I'm sure you can't do that."

Something tells me the boys are talking to Hisohisso, but the girls don't know. But the woman was beginning to go wild with remarks she was not sure about.

"If you force me to do this or something, the officers will hate you, us"

"That's all I want to avoid"

That's why the kiss between the bud grenade and Takimoto was revoked unanimously by both men and women.

Because of that, the king's game was also cut off, from which he was to play cards and uno in several circles.

"Takimoto-kun"

He's a lot tired of punitive games, and Takimoto is rolling over a single tatami without taking part in any card game. The fact that this is a women's room is great where you don't hesitate.

At such a waterfall book, the bud grenade also came.

"Nanhara. Don't you trump?

"Because when I do, I don't really enjoy it"

Sitting next to the waterfall book where the bud grenade lay, Takimoto leaked his voice, "Ah," as he was convinced.

"You're the winner of the Trump Games. Can't you do it all?

"Basically, except for Baba."

"Awesome," said Takimoto, as the sprouts told him bitterly. Takimoto then turned on the recoil and woke up his body, sitting properly next to the bud grenade.

"Takimoto-kun"

"Uh?"

"Thanks. I, uh, can't flush it."

That's what Bud Grey says and thanks Takimoto. If they weren't Takimoto, they could have really made me kiss them. Still, I also wonder if Takimoto would have stopped me like that after all.

It's not just for Nanhara.

Takimoto squeaks looking straight ahead. At the end of that gaze was the figure of Maiko playing cards with everyone.

"Maiko?

"If the rare one who says he likes me looks like that, he can't do it."

Takimoto said a little shy. It's true that Maiko likes Takimoto, but I guess it stinks when you say that yourself.

But when he heard it, the bud grenade opened his eyes wide with pleasure.

"Takimoto-kun, maybe you mean Maiko...?

"It's not like that.... because I'm untrained enough to be shocked when you look so happy."

I made a "give up" declaration at Christmas, but it's not that easy to give up either. Half-eyed by Takimoto, the bud grenade laughed bitterly at the difficulty of reacting.

"But I don't like what he likes about other guys, so you have a self-absorbed idea."

Takimoto says that with a serious face and looks straight ahead. The bud grenade also stared at the person ahead with a gentle face.

That's just a little change. But clearly, the relationship between the two had begun to change.

"What are you two doing in a place like that?

Bud grenades and Takimoto, Maiko, who seems to have sensed the gaze of the two of them, go through the cards where Kiri is good, and they come.

"Nothing."

"Ahhh. I didn't ask you."

Open your mouth and you're still arguing. But Takimoto and Maiko seem to enjoy it, and listening to it makes it even fun to bud grenades.

"Maiko, Takimoto-kun"

Bud grenades can bless the two of them changing. Because I'm sure they'll be equally happy that the bud grenades are changing.

"You know what? I always thought I had to tell you..."

If there's a clear time to tell, I'm sure it's now, Bud Grenade thought.

"I decided to study in America in the spring."

The moment I told him, it was not anxiety or anything that spread to the bud grenade's heart, but the reassurance of what I could properly say.