Reiryuu Academy Student Council

The bud grenade and Maiko headed to the organizing place.

The players who have already walked a hundred meters have gathered. As far as I can tell, the athletic department is in full swing and the bud grenade in the homecoming area gets awkward.

Well, it's two classmates and the others juniors and seniors running on the same lane. Classmates are also people with some awareness of what went wrong in the hallway.

Difficult to get close to the air of the athletes targeting the record, the bud grenades cling to Maiko until critical.

"Ah, budding grenade. Message from Takimoto"

"Oh, no."

Rejecting it before asking is a bud grenade reaction. But still, in the end, it's the bud grenade that listens properly.

"If it's no more than second place, Madeleine, tell me to serve for a month. And Matsuda, by the way."

Takimoto liked the Madeleine she made the other day. Megumi asked Maiko to give a message. Thinking of Takimoto and Matsuda Sensei's face, she shook her neck with a boom to shake it off immediately.

"We almost just want to eat it, that's..."

When the bud grenade pointed his lips, Maiko said, "You just have to take first place," like other HR. In fact, it's other personnel for Maiko.

"A hundred-meter athlete is about fixation."

The teacher in charge raises his voice, and the bud grenade reluctantly waves at Maiko and heads to his place.

It was then.

Dossa.

"Yikes!

"Wow...!

A female student, who would be the same player, jumped at me. The crowd made me laugh. The bud grenade supported the female student reflexively.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Ku, Senior Nanhara!

Apparently the female student was a junior and has bowed her head many times after seeing the face of the bud grenade. The sprouts were a little surprised, but it was only natural that the sprouts who became officers were one of the school celebrities.

When the bud grenade told him it was okay, the female student apologized again and then ran to her course.

Dropping that off, the bud grenade takes a step toward going on the course himself.

"... Huh!

A severe pain ran on the bud grenade's leg.

The sprouts twisted their legs in support of the female student. Seems to have twisted it pretty hard and the pain is unusual.

"Hey, Nanhara. Are you okay? That sweat."

A female student of the same grade in the course next door looked at the bud grenade with a worrying face. Sweat seeps through the forehead of the bud grenade so much that it worries me from an opponent I've never even spoken to.

"Haha. It's hot today."

That's how I returned the bud grenade. I guess it's okay because it's so swallowy and funny in front of the start. The female student never worried about the bud grenade any more.

"Hey...... could suck"

The bud grenade muttered potpourrily.

And the result of that whining street was guided.

The result of a 100-meter run of bud grenades was third only marginally. The first place was in the third grade of the shore ace. The second place was the basketball captain. We were all convinced that they were opponents and praised the ranking of bud grenades. However, Takimoto and Matsuda received the right to a month of Madeleine without mercy.

When the bud grenade talks to the classmate all the way, he goes to the bathroom and checks on his right leg.

"Wow... this could swell"

The bud grenade looks at his feet and pulls his face apart.

The affected area became red. Maybe it's ringing in the bones.

The feet were cooled for a while with water, and the bud grenades exited the bathroom.

The bud grenade decided on his mind to try not to use his feet as much as possible until the last representative relay.

The sports festival has just begun.