Reiryuu Academy Student Council

"We're going to run the Lilong School Sports Festival."

In a flash storm like a press conference, the sports festival began with a word spoken with a voice.

Will there be a sports festival or something where you can hear the shutter so far just from the opening remarks?

The bud grenade standing beside the tent was laughing half-eyed.

"Awesome flash."

"Yeah. My eyes hurt a little."

Meditating one eye with a troubled face, I fall in love with it in a different dimension than the wind. Of course what bud grenades think is what others think. I got off the stage, but outside the tent, the shutter was still ringing.

"You look like an entertainer."

"What dimension would he be if he used such an analogy now?

Kuku giggles and squeals. Looking at the tip of his gaze, he was convinced that the bud grenade did.

"Kyaaaaaa!

"Feng Yakun!

"Look at me!

Grounds become noisy at the appearance of the wind.

Program number one is the exchange of ales by each team leader.

Fengya wore a luxurious kimono with red as its precious, making it the most of the three captains. The outfit reminiscent of ancient Japanese aristocracy suits the wind well.

Fengya raised one hand, and if she waved, the students in the tent, as well as the visiting women from outside, made her eyes heart young and old.

"That's handsome"

"That statement is jealous."

"What?"

When the bud grenade solidified, he said, "What's wrong?" I laughed. Because he grinned so vividly, the bud grenade decided to go through with the fact that it was his own mishearing.

"Then the bud grenades move on to the next arrangement"

"Rikai"

Nodding to his instructions, the bud grenade made a small run towards the edge of the ground.

The next job for the bud grenade is to draw a line on the ground. This task is important because, as we found out earlier in the wind, people are not allowed in the truck.

"Uh... Whatever..."

The sprouts wear around the cheeks. There are just fans of the wind and beautiful women in the place where the bud grenades want to draw a line. Even though it's called a sports festival, I just don't feel like sweating. I'm in the mood for makeup.

The bud grenade saw his own hair tied unconstructively with just applied sunscreen, and he was stunned by his lack of women's power.

But not if that's what you care about right now.

"Uh... I'd like to draw a line..."

bud grenade asks terribly. The bud grenade will be stunned. The female student, more intimidating with her eyelashes on, showed blatant disgust when she saw the face of the bud grenade.

"Oh, you. What? This is the most elegant place I can see, and you're trying to tell me to get in the way?

I just want to say, "Yes, yes," with strength, but the bud grenade flickered at the voice of the other person, which included anger.

"Uh, if you could just step back a little bit, that's it."

I think the bud grenade gave way very much while I was there. But the female students don't even seem to like it.

"What? You don't even show me how you like it? You cheat, you go into a student council, you're getting close to Wind Yakun, and you want us to back off?

Bud grenade narrows his eyes to remarks he doesn't know where to correct from.

Behind it is still where the third-year head of the regiment is performing, and the turn of the wind and grace has not come. I want to do it now for the girls, but I can't go on like this.

The bud grenade took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

"This is an officer's job!

The bud grenade pushes the wind fan away and gets to the line.

"Hey, you!

"Don't be silly."

As the bud grenade was grabbed by the female student's shoulder, the voice to control it rose.

The bud grenade relieves the voices he hears and looks back. But the bud grenade rounded his eyes because he wasn't what he expected.

"I'm working, so it's weird to complain, right?

The person sending cold gaze to the windy fans is the perfect boy by the word beautiful boy.

I'm wearing a red bee maki and a school run. That is to say, a support group for the same grade.

"Oh, you know, no, I was kind of mistaken. Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt your work."

Windy fans who show a flipped attitude just now. The beautiful boy makes her face look even more offended by the appearance, but they couldn't help but notice it and after showing her a scented trick to the end, she moved to another place where she could see the wind and elegance.

"... True, I hate that"

The beautiful boy groaned as he watched the female students who were mesmerizing himself now screaming about the feminine.

"Thanks. Come on," honey, can I? "

When the bud grenade laughs, the beautiful boy looks surprised.

"Huh."

"Uh, I figured now would be a good time? Dress up."

"No, either way.... You understand very well, I mean, aren't you surprised?

Lailuo returned it to a little impatience.

Long golden hair has short hair with beautiful purple and is completely different from the usual Lai Luo. I can't normally think about it and judge it as coming because I'm wearing a school-run and it's just a man's outfit.

"Yeah, I was a little surprised. Did you change your hair?

Lailuo seemed a little happy, on the unfortunate side, against the less surprising bud grenade than I had expected.

"This is the ground hair. The usual ones are wigs. I didn't wear a wig this year because it was an intense dance."

"Oh, I see."

The bud grenade depresses both hands pompously.

"So far, I've noticed it's just you and me."

"Oh, you don't - It's just a different haircut and outfit, so you'll see."

When the bud grenade said with a Kyotong face, Lailuo solidified. The bud grenade said, "What's going on?," he asked with a strange face, and Lailuo laughed happily, "Yeah."

"Wind fans. I don't even look good to me when I'm in women's clothes, but you're so easy to handle when you look this way...... Ru-chan, you were lucky to be saved."

"Really, that helped -"

The bud grenade bowed his head to Lailuo and began to draw lines.