Reiryuu Academy Student Council

It's been nearly 10 minutes since Makoto and I started calling. I think it's time to end the call for the owner of the smartphone, but he's cautiously stopped and can't cut the call. You can just ignore his opinion and hang up. It's a simple story. However, the bud grenade could not press the exit button.

'Whatever you say, I'm not gonna hang up the call, am I? You like me, Nanahara.'

I want to beat Makoto by words, who keeps slamming at me like that, I think. I can't help but be angry that it's all Shin Habara's way of thinking even that.

"Which mouth are you talking about? It."

"Huh? That's, uh..."

Who are you talking to?

After Makoto's voice, I hear other voices. The voice is also familiar to bud grenades. But before Shin answered the bud grenade complaint, the man who came later released his words more and more carefully.

"Asshole, you. What are you playing at? '

'Huh? Oh, uh, this is...'

Before Makoto makes an excuse, it's Haruzo Holy Night that starts yelling at him in that unique way of speaking. Given that Holy Night and Makoto are together, I guess the two of them are in La Fausto.

There's probably about two of us at that school at midnight like this.

"If you have time to do that, get the job done that just came around from the Habara house. I'll inherit you back and forth."

Apparently, on Holy Night, I still haven't realized that Makoto's caller is a bud grenade.

When I listened to the conversation between the two of them over the phone, Shin seemed to have a job he kept as a norm from the Hagihara family, and now he was on his way to doing it. When Shin learns that he is serious about going back to the Habara family, the bud grenade exhales in a ho.

'It's nothing. Norma's done for today. "

"Start arranging for tomorrow if you do. That's not common sense. Plus, you're not gonna get back what you've been playing with. Don't think you'll have time to play. '

It's about work, and Holy Night is showing off quite a bit of sparta. Perhaps Holy Night is trying to support Makoto by Holy Night. It's just pretty harsh, even if it sounds like it.

"Don't slap me in the mouth and make it sweet. Shibaku. '

That's it all at once, Makoto replies in a hellish manner, 'I get it'. Even now obedient prudence to the Holy Night, the bud grenade gave a couscous and a laugh.

"Hmm... Who are you calling?"

You reacted to that laugh, I can hear the voice of Holy Night nearby. At the same time, Shin's voice was scuffed by how rarely he panicked. Where did Holy Night take up Makoto's smartphone from the loud murmur?

'No, this is... because it's tiny!

"What? Saki Kawada? Who? A new woman. '

Holy Night reads the name of the caller written on Makoto's smartphone. This smartphone doesn't belong to a bud grenade, so the name belongs to the real owner.

"I thought it resembled a bud grenade voice, but you're out of your mind"

Holy Night says' Don't get tired like that 'and so on. I'm sure he went home from Hokkaido and was packed for work again.

The bud grenade was naturally opening his mouth, thinking of his tired Holy Night face.

"Mr. Qin Zao"

A bud grenade speaks to someone on the other side of the phone. Then all the murmurs on the other side that had sounded so far disappeared.

After a moment of silence, I hear Makoto grinning bitterly '... oh'. And right after that, an unusually bass voice of Holy Night ensued.

"Shin, whose voice is that now?

'Come on... you must have suddenly changed your opponent? Me, I know...... ok, ok! Look, talk to Nanahara. Better than arguing with me, right?

From Makoto's remarks, I generally guessed what the Holy Night looked like and tried to do. I know Holy Night gets angry, and Shin still takes a playful attitude, so I'm not surprised by the bud grenade.

"Naturally, asshole.... Is that a sprouts?

It was as if the tone was different, even though the voice released discreetly and the voice that went on to call on the bud grenade was that released at about the same time. I change from a troublesome tone and hear a very gentle voice. Of course, there's no way Makoto by the Holy Night wouldn't notice that, and I could hear him blowing out of his misery.

Finally, if I were to say it, it also sounded like something was going to break.

"It's me... Um, didn't break anything?

'Oh, you don't mind. Yeah. Makoto... I'm sorry you avoided this, but get rid of it. "

"Wow, hiccup."

A tyrannical statement came from the mouth of Holy Night so much that the bud grenade would not even think of it and smile bitterly. Perhaps Holy Night cautiously threw something of the wasted antiques in the Secret Service, but Makoto avoided it and broke it. Easily imaginable, the bud grenade laughs with a troubled face.

"Oh, my God, you look fine."

Holy Night reacts in the same way Makoto does. That was somewhat funny and the bud grenade laughed karakularly.

"Mr. Tsuhara-san also told me..."

"... Really, nothing now."

Holy Night says in an unpleasant voice from the bottom of my heart. I guess I didn't like the same statement Makoto made. You're thinking of another word to replace, just a little Holy Night shut up.

"You look tired, too, Akizo."

But the Holy Night did not seem to find any other good words, and released its first greeting on the Holy Night from the bud grenades.

"Mm-hmm... well, from the usual."

That's what Holy Night says. I'm probably very tired, but that fatigue is routine for Holy Night. So unlike Makoto, he doesn't even ask for words of labor in bud grenades.

'But if you come this way this morning... you'll halve this fatigue.... Because I think so, I've been tired lately.'

Said Holy Night somewhere smelly.

In the lonely world of Holy Night, the bud grenades decided to head. Makoto will come too if you say so already. When the world of solitude is filled with trustworthy people, the weight of the Holy Night becomes lighter.

"If there's someone waiting for me, I can work hard too"

The bud grenade also gently returned to such Holy Night words. Holy Night waits for me on the hard road ahead of me now. Maybe he's already cautious there.

"... hey, bud grenade"

Holy Night quietly calls the name of the bud grenade. Somewhere in a lonely voice, the bud grenade responded with a troubled face.

"I want to go to America with you too..."

"Huh? Uh... you're gonna learn"

The bud grenade replies off-target, and Holy Night exhales a great sigh over the phone. Even that sigh bud grenade interprets it as "Do you want to go that way..." It's not strange to blush if it was taken in the original sense.

"Shin... you, don't kill me"

"No, because... Nanahara is totally bad for you right now ~. You want to laugh?

I can hear Makoto Kerakera laughing from behind the voice of Holy Night. I just wonder if Makoto is touching the scales of Holy Night again because I don't know the reason for that laugh.

"If you're studying abroad, I think I'd recommend a harp collector."

"Ah? Oh... I studied for a short time about five years ago, and now I'm going to take on a lot of things.... If I'm going to study abroad, I'll be out of time and I'll be the wingman to go with you '

The Holy Night said, 'If you do that, there's no point in going,' and I stuck with it.

The bud grenade was thinking about what to say next, but his eyes turned to the window that poked in the hallway at the fuselage. Seeing the dark night sky seen from outside the window, the mouth of the bud grenade naturally spinned the word.

"Mr. Qin Zao"

"What?"

"Over there, is it snowing -?

When the bud grenade asks so, the Holy Night sounds to take its seat. I guess I went to look out the window. A little Holy Night replied 'Don't fall apart' as if it didn't matter.

"It's snowing here too"

"... from Hokkaido Ya. Do it."

Holy Night is obvious, what are you trying to say. I've put out an aura. So I also think Bud Grey will stop saying it already, but I won't say what I was about to say, because that makes me in a worse and worse mood for Holy Night, Bud Grey strapped to his shoulder.

"Even if we were somewhere else, wouldn't you somewhat think 'it's close' if we were with the weather or something?

"... Amma, I don't think so"

I wanted you to say 'I think' there, but bud grenades laugh bitterly at honest Holy Night answers. But that's fine.

"I think so."

The bud grenade closes his eyes and says, thinking of the face of Holy Night. The Holy Night in the back of my brain always looks grumpy for some reason.

"Under the same sky, Mr. Qin Zao... if you think everyone is' nearby '... even in America I can smile and do it"

When I told him that, the Holy Night, reflected in the back of the bud grenade's brain, gave him a gentle grin.

'Everybody do extra. I'm the only one who can make you smile. "

Says the Holy Night in a confident voice. When I heard that, the bud grenade laughed karakularly. And after laughing from the bottom of my heart, I open my mouth again, consciousness at once.

"... so I don't miss you anymore"

The words were prudent enough to hear this conversation next door right now.

The two of you are not here. But I feel close by under the same sky, and if I feel two people around me, the anxiety I'm having is getting easier and easier.

"Tomorrow, I'll tell everyone about studying abroad"

It leads to that determination. I felt two people smiling thinly on the other side of the phone.

"I'm glad I could make the call. Thank you."

I feel I've somehow had my anxiety removed, I feel I've been pushed back by one more step, and the bud grenades thank me that much. Then Holy Night replied, 'Never mind. Yes,' and Makoto was laughing near it.

"I called, it's not Holy Night, it's me."

'Ugh. Either way. Yeah, do it.'

The argument between Holy Night and Makoto is always the same. After a while, the call ended when it settled down.

Looking at the pressed exit button, the bud grenade takes a big deep breath. And I took a step forward to return that smartphone.