Reiryuu Academy Student Council

On Sunday, bud grenades were busily moving since morning. After making the family breakfast, the bud grenades, who have done their part, can take the handmade chocolate out of the fridge and gently wrap it up before staying in the bag. The chocolate was made by bud grenades last night.

"You're bringing that to Mr. Tojo?

Kei, who is having breakfast at the table, asks the bud grenade. Tojo told me to come to his office today to talk a little bit about the Tojo Group. That's why the bud grenades wear makeup and wear proper clothes.

"Yeah. Valentine's tomorrow, but I can only give it about today"

That's what Bud Grey said and laughed. It's Valentine's Day tomorrow. But I don't see Tojo every day, and I don't know when I'll see him next.

"But not many of them? Like, give it to someone at the company?

There are three bags of chocolate with sprouts in their bags. Seeing that, Kei tilted his neck wonderfully.

"... like that"

Bud Grey replies with a bitter smile. To put it bluntly, that's not a lie. But somehow I felt like I was lying and I felt indescribable.

"Kei's share is made tonight and I won't give it to you tomorrow"

And bud grenades try to add and tell Kei. Today's share is a precursor I made for people I can't usually give away. So I'll make the share of the people I can give to tomorrow's production tonight.

Mariko, who also stole the bud grenade chocolate yesterday by calling it a taste, will still be stuck this evening.

"Looking forward to it."

"Haha, you're bringing back chocolate that looks delicious."

"It's all my in-laws," Kei said half-eyed, distracting himself from the bud grenade as he made fun of it.

"Sister Bud Hung is the one who's giving it to the board this year, isn't she?

Kei says as if he had a shin. Then the bud grenade movement stopped for a moment. But I immediately fixed my smile and replied, "Yeah."

"Sister Bud Grey?

"Oh, time could suck. If Kei doesn't eat soon, he'll be late for work."

The bud grenade tries to block Kei's inquiry and tells him so. In fact, the scheduled departure times were approaching for both bud grenades and Kei from each other, and bud grenades began to pack their bags as they panicked.

Then about an hour later. The bud grenades had come to the top floor of the skyscraper, the headquarters of the Tojo Group. Tojo's secretary takes him, and the sprouts come to Tojo's office.

I also came here 10 years ago - to the place where I told Tojo that I would be a 'Nanhara bud grenade'.

"Mr. President, we have a visitor."

Concon, and knocks on the door and the secretary asks. Then I heard the affirmation of Tojo from inside. Hearing Tojo's reply, the secretary passes the bud grenade inside.

"Excuse me."

As the bud grenade entered, the door closed with a quiet noise with Pathan. At the end of the bud grenade's sight was the appearance of Tojo, and - also the appearance of the Holy Night.

I sit on a leather sofa making sure the two of them are facing each other. As the bud grenade came in, Tojo raised his gaze as it was, and Holy Night looked back.

"You've come a long way, buddy."

Tojo said so, urging the bud grenade to sit next to him. Seeing Tojo with a gentle face, the bud grenade tension can be quickly relieved. As the bud grenade sat next to Tojo, the Holy Night laughed nicely.

"It's been a while. Mr. Nanhara (...)"

Bud grenades eat their faces in the polite greetings of the Holy Night. But there was no way that Holy Night could speak in vegetables, a seat where there was only Tojo.

"Long time no see, it is. Mr. Qin Zao."

When the bud grenade replied, Holy Night laughed bitterly, and Tojo laughed softly as he understood the idea of the bud grenade.

"It would be nice to talk to the public, but I'll let you get down to business quickly. You won't have that much time either."

Tojo begins to speak between those words.

Bud Grenade came here today to find out how the Tojo Group works and so on, but about the house he wanted to inherit in the past. Even if not so deeply explained, I generally grasped the bud grenade.

And to add to that was to pass on the candidacy of the next president of the Tojo Group to the Qin Zao treasury, which is deeply connected to the Tojo Group.

"So I'm thinking of asking Nanhara to carry on my trail"

Tojo firmly said so. If other human beings are opponents, it is said how much Lilong's student council officers are to be brought to succeed the Tojo Group is somewhat too far ahead of the story.

But Holy Night knows who the bud grenade is. That's why Tojo made it clear on Holy Night.

"As for Nanhara's succession, I hear it is conditional on her successful study abroad at H University."

Holy Night opens its mouth with a look of Rin. The reason Holy Night knew about studying abroad was simple, because he had heard from Commander-in-Chief Tojo.

The Tojo family talked about the pageant early in the New Year. Though the story of the pageant is not uncommon in itself, Holy Night was surprised to hear that their opponent was the Tojo family, and the bud grenade. The commander-in-chief of the Tojo family had looked everything up and sniffed until the Holy Night knew the character of bud grenades.

And I was probably also guessing that Holy Night wouldn't turn down a match with a bud grenade.

But before Holy Night replied, the Tojo family dropped the story of the pageant. The reason I was told at that time was that I would "make Nanahara Shouguan my successor to the Tojo family on condition of studying at H University".

So Holy Night was the day of the school trip, and before that, I knew all about what was happening to the bud grenades.

"Nanahara is still pre-H University...... can I say that I will succeed him so clearly?

Holy Night asks. That was not Holy Night's own question, but a natural one as the next chairman of the Qin Zao family. I wouldn't ask that question on Holy Night. Because Holy Night knows the answer.

Understand Tojo, and look at the bud grenade.

"This is what Akizo-kun asks, don't you think?

Tojo urges the bud grenade to answer. And the bud grenade laughed thinly and mouthed the answer.

"Be sure to succeed and I will take over the Tojo Group"

Hearing the bud grenade answer, both Holy Night and Tojo laughed happily. "I expect," he pushes after the bud grenade.

Then we talked for a while and the talks with Tojo came to an end.

"Well, this is for both of you... a day early, but it's Valentine's Chocolate."

The sprouts remove the chocolate from the bag. I prepared this morning for Tojo and Holy Night, and...

"Mr. Qin Zao, can you give this... to Mr. Hagiwara too?

That's what the sprouts say and give him two bags of chocolate on Holy Night. Then one eyebrow of the Holy Night rose only slightly.

"... Yes. Accepted."

Though I showed a disgruntled face for a moment, because I have proper chocolate for myself, or the Holy Night fixed my mood immediately.

"Thanks for the chocolate. It'll be delicious."

Tojo stares happily at the bud grenade chocolate and thanks the bud grenade. The bud grenade laughed relieved to see it.

"Well then... let's get my car out on the bud grenade"

"Oh, I'll go home myself..."

"Don't worry, president. I'm responsible for delivering Nanahara."

I pull the bud grenade arm I tried to say I was going home myself, and Holy Night tells me so with a smile. Then Tojo laughed bitterly, "Please," leaving the rest to Holy Night.

"It's a long way off, and you can go home yourself"

The bud grenade says in a troubled voice, but Holy Night doesn't let go of the bud grenade arm.

"Whatever it is, don't go far or nothing. I'm tired."

That's what Holy Night said, and I pushed the bud grenade into the car without asking my bud grenade opinion and got myself into the same car.

A quick signal of the Holy Night drove out, and the bud grenades could no longer descend. In a space for two, the tempered atmosphere of the Holy Night calmed down as soon as possible.

"Oh, I can't resist using polite language until I'm in front of you."

The Holy Night also leans against the seat of the seat and exhales loudly. Then the bud grenade grinned bitterly.

"I was uncomfortable, too. I'm used to this kind of talk."

"At first, I hated talking and talking."

Holy Night laughs as I say and miss it. Not long after we met, I hated the extremely evil and outrageous character of Holy Night rather than the vegan talk of Holy Night.

"Mr. Qin Zao, you've changed"

When the bud grenade says so, Holy Night looks only slightly at the "asshole" and makes a difficult face.

You're the one who changed it.

That's what the Holy Night said and stroked the head of the bud grenade with kushaku. The gesture is gentle.

He also stroked the head of the bud grenade like this. To reassure you, be gentle...

I start thinking about it and my bud grenade consciousness flies. I guessed it and the bud grenade regained consciousness haha.

"Sprouts?

"... did you do something?

The bud grenade laughs nicely and deludes himself with a beating. Staring astonishingly at that, Holy Night only put into question "... nothing".

"Did you tell the officer? Talk about studying abroad"

I guess there's nothing else on Holy Night. That was not a strange topic for Holy Night to speak of, but it was also the least touchable topic for bud grenades.

"Yes. He told me to hang in there... he said"

The bud grenade fixes his smile and says so. Guys, you got my back. That was true. Back then, they were all there for me, and they still are.

- Except for...

"Are you sure you're gone?

"What is it?

Don't delude me.

Holy Night grabs the hand of a bud grenade trying to make a laugh of lies. Then he pressed a bud grenade hand into the window and stuffed the distance from the bud grenade.

"Nothing..."

"There's no way."

That's what Holy Night said, frowning.

There's no way there's anything. Exactly. But I want you to realize that. The other person was not Holy Night.

If I could, I didn't want you to notice on Holy Night.

"Really, there's nothing..."

Having said that, my voice is incredibly weak, and the bud grenade shudders. But the Holy Night was more dazzling to see such a bud grenade.

"Akizosa, hmm...?

"Did those guys say anything to you?

Holy Night asks with a serious face. I have strength in my hand to hold down the Holy Night bud grenade, but it was sweet.

"Nothing... Guys, come on..."

"If I let you do it, why don't you cry?

Said on Holy Night, the bud grenade puts his hand on his own cheek. The bud grenade cheeks had tears on them.

I thought I could be strong. He said he could be stronger by going to America.

Yet now the bud grenades were weak and could only weep without making their feelings clear.

I felt weaker than before I told everyone who I really was.

"Even I... stay away, I'm fine... even though I don't"

- If I told you it wasn't okay... would you stay by my side? -

"... wanting to be by my side, I thought..."

The words that come from the mouth of the bud grenade are not thoughts of the Holy Night. That will also be known on Holy Night. The person that the bud grenades would like to be with is not himself.

"... Not me, can't you?

To the bud grenade that leans down and cries, that's what Holy Night asks. The bud grenade raised his face, not only to give its meaning well.

"I don't even know how you feel, all I can do is make you cry... forget it"

"What, say..."

"I want you to forget. I'm better at what I think of you than the one that hurts you"

That's what Holy Night brings my face closer to the bud grenade.

Closer and closer, that of the Holy Night touches the lips of the bud grenades.

"Akizo..."

The face of the Holy Night is in front of me.

"... likeya"

A gentle voice of Holy Night.

But the reason the bud grenade glanced was irrelevant to the Holy Night.

- I like it.

Behind the brains of the bud grenades was the appearance of a pigeon. A gentle laugh, a troubled face, and a mouthful of bud grenades engraved firmly into the back of the bud grenade's brain and not leaving.

The bud grenade became aware of what it meant.

"Yikes..."

The sprouts turn away from the Holy Night. That is a clearly expressed rejection of bud grenades.

"... eh"

The bud grenade was feeling the power in the hands of the Holy Night. Knowing the feeling of the Holy Night, the bud grenades rejected it.

Bud grenades do that and hurt their loved ones again.

"Oh, my God... I..."

Holy Night embraced a bud grenade trying to blame itself. The Holy Night pushes the face of the bud grenade against his chest so that the bud grenade can't say anything.

If that's your answer, don't blame yourself.

The Holy Night is bitter, but tells the sprouts to be gentle. Where the bud grenade blamed himself, the bud grenade answer remains unchanged. So I don't want you to blame yourself and get hurt without meaning, Holy Night said.

"'Cause... I'm so grateful to Mr. Qin Zao..."

"Thank you, you're gonna like... do it?

How grateful the bud grenade is for the Holy Night, that should also know the Holy Night. But thanksgiving doesn't make me like equals.

"I'm not telling you to like me for giving back. You don't think I'm a bad guy, buddy?

You can't possibly think that. When the bud grenade shook his neck to the side, Holy Night said, "Let it?," he grinned sadly, releasing his bud grenade arm.

The misanga on the wrist of Holy Night is shaking without breaking.

"What I like about you, in itself, makes sense in me. Like you... I've changed enough to like you as a human being?

Holy Night always helped me with the bud grenade thing at the heart. He moved for the bud grenade. Accept that Holy Night is your own growth that you can now move for others.

"Do you like me now?

The voice of the Holy Night is unchanging. Question of Holy Night, its "likes" were not meant to be love. As a human being, as a friend, he asks if he likes it, and there is only one answer for the bud grenade.

"... Yes"

Tears of bud grenades overflow. I wanted to respond to the thoughts of Holy Night. But knowing the thoughts of the Holy Night, the bud grenades noticed.

I had a heart in me that I didn't know was fruitful...

"Chocolate, come on"

Still, on Holy Night, he gently embraces the bud grenade. He stayed by my side until the tears stopped.

Even when I found out that the bud grenades couldn't meet my thoughts, the Holy Night, which kept me in the same attitude, was sweet on the bud grenades everywhere.