Reiryuu Academy Student Council

After that day, the sprouts and the garnets became shunned from one another. I just say "good morning" when I see you in the hallway. Even the Student Council Room only talks about minimal work and "annoyance".

Of course, the bureaucrats' decision to send the sprouts in order fell out. You can't say that, do that, and go home with the bud grenade. I was relieved when Bud Grey himself, Xu, said "pack your turn" in front of everyone.

In peace of mind, the bud grenade also blamed his mind for feeling the pain of being pierced.

I have not replied to your confession. I haven't even touched on it, and the current situation that I am avoiding is like an answer.

So extra bud grenades could not even stand flat in front of them.

That's how a week was about to pass from that day. The time that the bud grenades are in this school is running out for a moment. Back to back of not even showing how to spare it, there was always a breeze near the bud grenade.

"Bud grenade"

At lunch break, Fengya comes to the bud grenade classroom with a reference book. Since the dawn of the school trip, it had become the norm and the girl in the seat next to the bud grenade had given up her seat as gracefully as she was used to.

"Did you get a quiz today?

When the bud grenade asks, Fengya puts her cheeks on hahahaha for the aftermath. Fengya was bitterly smiling that although she was more responsive than usual, it would not be a result commensurate with her amount of study.

"It won't turn out that fast. Good luck next time."

When the bud grenade laughs like that, Fengya laughs happily. Then sit next to the bud grenade and open the notebook and reference book. Asking the bud grenade what he didn't know, he spoke happily to the bud grenade, pinching his break every once in a while.

It's fun to talk to the wind. Lately, however, even in the middle of a conversation with Fengya, bud grenades had become boisterous.

"So, I'm in Shotaro Kung -... buddy?

…… Huh? Oh, yeah, so what about Gejong?

Fengya looks worried about the bud grenade. But the bud grenade laughed nicely so as not to worry the wind any more, and encouraged the wind to continue the story.

"... yeah. So, Shotaro Kun..."

Fengya was aware of it. But without asking anything for the bud grenade, he keeps talking to the bud grenade in a tone that seems as pleasant as ever trying to revitalize the bud grenade. I'm pissed off that I can only sweeten myself to such an elegant care. But that's why I couldn't do anything about the bud grenade right now.

"Bud grenade. Something's up, isn't it?

And that's what Maiko asked, cut off his paralysis by a bud grenade who wouldn't try to say anything in silence.

Now it's time for physical education, and the bud grenades, group F girls, are just being run around the outer perimeter. The bud grenades and Maiko are running at a slow pace together, so a little talk never raised their breath.

"... yeah. A little, there was."

I had decided to tell Maiko the truth. However, I was embarrassed to mention the matter of "" from myself, and I couldn't help but say if I thought Maiko wouldn't be interested in knowing this, etc. So it was gratifying as a bud grenade for me to wave the topic from Maiko.

"The other guy... Kamiyo-kun?

Maiko speaks brilliantly. The bud grenade said, "Where are you going?" Asked with a surprised face, Maiko clapped her shoulders as she ran.

"I would know if I was with you. Officer Mi, I'm here to see you on something, but Kamiyo-kun's not the only one here."

As pointed out to Maiko, there is no contact between bud grenades and bamboo nowadays. Bud grenades realized that he had been with the * just for a week, just distancing himself so much that he was caught up in it.

"So, what happened?

Maiko asks with a face in distress. He wrote on Maiko's face that he must have made another trivial statement anyway.

"... confessed"

"Huh... ha!?

Maiko was more surprised than expected. To properly ascertain what the bud grenade means by "confession," Maiko deliberately said, "Did they say they liked you?" I've heard it on a straight ball.

"Yeah.... so, just a word... to this day"

From what I speak in polite language, it is conveyed that the bud grenades are feeling quite resistant to telling the story. When I remembered when I was confessed from you, I couldn't help but blush in my head about kissing you first.

"You can always meet someone after they confess, right? Takimoto and Yamamoto..."

That's what Maiko tells me, and the sprouts look troubled. Even bud grenades don't want to melt. It just makes me awkward for not being able to answer my feelings. If you refuse to confess, you won't have to do anything to get awkward.

"But... you haven't replied to Kayo, have you?

"... yeah," replied the bud grenade in a small voice to Maiko's inquiry. I have not replied. Yet there were large walls in between the bud grenades and the bamboo, which prevented me from responding extra.

Even without the walls, there was no reply in the mind of the bud grenade that could be conveyed in grandeur in front of him.

"Well, why don't we just reply before we go to America? There's still time, and think slowly."

Maiko cuts the story off so much because she gets more and more pale. I guess there was still something I wanted to ask, but I hit the back of the bud grenade as a ton, and Maiko gave it just a little pace to run.

Student Council Room After School - Lately it was no longer cozy there either. Mei Guo and Lai Luo went to the committee, and now there were four people in the student club room: Fengya and Favorable, Shotaro and Yi.

* Quietly write the letters down on the print. The crispness and the sound of the pen rubbing over the paper was spreading to the student council room. Until a while ago, I had a comfortable sound on my ears as the pen slipped over the salad and paper, but now that sounds disturbing too much power.

The pen he's holding is left in the student club room, just a ballpoint pen. It's not his used fountain pen. Everyone in that room had noticed that he was not using the fountain pen he had received from the bud grenade.

"... Divine Generation"

And come on, Shotaro, who couldn't stand that breathless air, opens his mouth with a big sigh. Shotaro is not a person who doesn't like silence. I'm used to silence for not being good at talking. This silence was so painful that he couldn't stand it like that.

"What? Was it a deficiency?

He does not raise his face and asks Shotaro with his hands still in motion. The way you focus on your work is better compared to the sky condition above where you had nothing on your hands a week ago. It wasn't pleasant to watch him pack his work and studies if he had time so he wouldn't have to think about anything else though.

"What happened with Nanhara?

Shotaro's hand stopped in a picky reaction to his words. Shotaro questioned him in a questionable fashion, but he knew something had happened with him.

In such a front of Shotaro, Fengya and Favour reach for the print at hand without saying anything. I pretended not to notice, even though Shotaro's inquiry and his reaction were in sight.

"... said something I didn't need and made me cry"

He did not raise his face, nor did he stop his hand. Let me say this in a plain manner, but the air released from him that said so was frozen.

And when he heard the statement of "I made him cry," only for a moment, but the wind and favorable hands stopped.

"You made me cry... you mean that so lightly?

Shotaro raises his voice to blame with a crease between his eyebrows. But hearing Shotaro's words did not show any particular agitation or impatience.

"If it's light, I haven't even bothered to make you sound like you're worried."

Though the tone is gentle, the words of the temple sound cold.

I can distance myself from the bud grenade and there's no way it's avoided and not hard. I'm just pretending to be calm and fixing everything up. It was just better when I hit all the bud grenades and it all broke and I could take care of myself like before.

To get back to who I was before, the price I paid was too big, and whichever way I did it, I just mentally hunt down Xu.

I'm sure no one knows what it's like to call your heart "something you don't want" that you told bud grenades. You don't even want to know.

"... hurry up - make up"

Shotaro doesn't dare to ask what "unwanted" was. I'm sure you're somehow guessing its content.

"If you can."

That's what he says, and he laughs at himself sneerily.

I'm listening to the conversation between Sakataro and Shotaro in the same room, but Kazuya and Favor don't open a single incision. I just looked sideways at the two people concentrating on the job at hand expressionlessly, and Xu laid his eyes down.