Reiryuu Academy Student Council

A few days after that.

Bright bud grenades were heard in the student council room at Lilong School.

"Kamiyo-kun, yes this. Finished."

"... are you done yet?

Bud Grey takes the job finished in the chairman's seat. Dosun, and when he made a noise and laid down a pile of documents, he lowered his brow.

"Yeah. If you have the next minute, give me a break."

"... I do, but why don't you take a little break?

He calls out, but the bud grenade smiles and says, "It's okay." Therefore, he received his next job and returned to his seat.

Spread about five thick files and a new pile of paper in front of you. As I was organizing the pieces of paperwork item by item, I looked at the bud grenades worried about Fengya next door.

"Bud Grey. Not too fast? You don't have to do it in such a hurry..."

"Is that it? When this is over, I'll help you with Lotus Moon's share."

The bud grenade laughs at the nickel and sorts the paperwork with familiar hands. I watched Shotaro and his advantages about such budding grenades.

"I'd rather tell Lotus Moon to pace... Nanhara, I'm gonna punk you if that's how it goes"

"I won't."

Shotaro cares about the bud grenade. But the bud grenade haha, and I laughed and tried to allay Shotaro's worries.

'Cause I'm motivated right now.

"... Since yesterday, you don't see me resting all the time, do you?

Go on. Advantage speaks that way.

Ever since yesterday, bud grenades have been in this condition. If I had time, I would have concentrated on something.

I don't have time to rest my body.

But it's just the same, I'm laughing fine. I didn't show any tiredness. In fact, I didn't feel tired.

"The test break is close, and I can. You want to get the job done, right?

Laugh and answer like that. All that time, bud grenades kept their hands moving.

Neither the next day nor the next day will the bud grenade be in the same shape. I've been moving my head and body, like a machine that's lost control.

"Ru-chan"

Committee for month one. This time the person in charge was bud grenade and Lai Luo. When the committee was finished, Luo came to the bud grenade to clean the classroom.

"Hmm?

"I'll take care of the rest, you can go home first."

I finished collecting committee magazines from the chairmen of each class, and Lailuo tells the bud grenades that. All that's left is to clean the blackboard and tighten the door. It's a task that can only be done by coming to Luo.

"Then while Luo is cleaning up, I'll check the contents of the Commission magazine."

When the bud grenade dumps the litter he picks up in the chisel in the trash, he reaches for the committee magazine, which he piles up at the table. Then, Lailuo took up the magazine the bud grenade tried to take a little.

"Huh?"

"... Ru-chan"

Lailao looked just a little scared. The figure of Laila in the men's uniform looks more adult than when she was dressed as a woman. The rugged face seemed manly.

"I always leave it up to you to check the magazine. Ru-chan doesn't have to do it now."

Check and summarize all classes of journals, the work is always in charge.

It's a good job for whoever does it, but it's still habitual. All the committee personnel have to do is take the collected journals back to the Student Council Room. That's how it was decided before the bud grenades entered the student council.

"But look, if you do it, it'll be easier for you too, Kamiyo-kun? I'm off student council next week, and I've got a pile of other jobs."

The bud grenade says, "Hey," and reaches out again to the magazine of the congregation that is on the teaching table. And Laila grabbed the bud grenade arm, not the conference magazine this time.

"Come Ro..."

"It's weird, Ru-chan.... you're aware, aren't you?

Lailao's rugged face brings the colour of worry.

I am conscious. I was well, and on the contrary I knew I was worried about everyone. I also know that if I don't fix anything, I won't be able to see it.

So forced or whatever, I chose to laugh.

"You can't, can you? Something pale."

"It's okay."

That's a lie, too.

If I had time, I would think about that day, so I was concentrating on other things so I couldn't think about anything.

I was afraid to sleep, I was afraid to dream, and I almost shredded my sleep.

Lailuo heard Bud Grenade's "It's OK" and worried about the extra Bud Grenade.

"Ru-chan... did something happen with Mr. Tsuhara?

The bud grenade smile hardens.

I hope you don't give me that name. Yes, I wish in my heart, but it won't arrive.

"Ever since Mr. Suhara stopped picking me up... Ru-chan, that's weird, isn't it? The day Ru-chan was off from school... something happened with Mr. Tsuhara."

"I don't.... nothing"

That's what bud grenades say.

Makoto's lack of coming to pick him up was also the easiest change for officers to understand.

Because I was no longer needed to go home with him, and Bud Grey excused himself so, but I knew no one was convinced of the answer.

There was nothing. It is all too funny to insist on that in this situation. Even though I know so, the bud grenade stuck to the forced answer.

"Mr. Hagiwara is... you see, that's the kind of person you are. I'm finally tired of me."

Good, not funny.

Tell yourself, it sounds silly to be sad. The bud grenade leans over and spills a ha-ha-ha dry laugh.

"... there can't be that, can there? Hey, the truth is what..."

"It's true.... really."

Like the other children, they abandoned me. She became a very convenient girl and was abandoned.

I can't forget my last kiss, even though I try to tell you so and break it off. Makoto's voice of 'sorry' couldn't get out of my mind.

"So... I'll be fine"

Be heartless, think of something else, bud grenades make you laugh. I told him I was fine and decorated his smile on his face.

Without prudently seeing each other, the date has passed.

On Sunday, that day preparing tomorrow for Valentine's Day, the bud grenades were called by Tojo to stop at the Tojo Group's office.

"Think you should tell me what's going on with the Tojo family before you go to America.... I'm sorry to take up your precious time."

"That's not true. Um... finally, can I borrow your management book here and go home?

Bud Grey looks at the bookcase in Tojo's office and asks. Then Tojo said, "I don't mind," and took her to the bookcase with the bud grenade.

"What about this? Easy to understand and read"

"Oh, I borrowed that from Mr. Qin Zao and I've already read it.... What's this book like?

Bud Grey takes another book and asks Tojo. I picked out Tojo and a few books, and then started talking about how important it was for about two hours.

After finishing the return order, the bud grenade brought it to Tojo before leaving his office. I gave it to Tojo.

"Tomorrow, it's Valentine's Day, if you like."

Reluctantly, I give you a small box of dark brown. Tojo then narrowed his eyes gladly and lowered his eyes.

"Thanks.... I'm so glad"

Tojo gently strokes the head of the bud grenade. I was happy that Tojo was happy with me, and the bud grenade was laughing.

"When I leave for America, I may have a business trip in there and not be able to send it.... Sorry."

"It's okay. Prioritize your work."

"I'm also refraining from meeting in the US after that, so I'll go show my face then. I'm really sorry."

Tojo says with a troubled face. In the case of Tojo, we also have a lot of work in the United States, so we can meet regularly in the United States as well. So the bud grenade laughed, "Never mind."

"I'll be waiting in America."

That's what I told him, the bud grenade left Tojo's office.

Exit Tojo's office and walk for a while down the street facing the main street. Don't be boisterous, I was thinking back in my head about what I read last night.

As I walk that way, my consciousness turns to the noisy appearance ahead, and my vision shows someone I know. The bud grenade stopped recognizing with his head who it was.

"Bud grenade"

Familiar luxury car by the boulevard. There was Qin Zao Holy Night, who stood with his back in the back seat of that car.

He stands in his own disguise, just like he did when he came to see me in hiding. The disguise was still attracting the eyes of the surrounding humans.

Never mind the noise around them, Holy Night finds the bud grenade that appeared and sends his gaze only to the bud grenade.

"... Mr. Qinzo"

When the bud grenade called his name, Holy Night laughed calmly.

The bud grenade was in the car on Holy Night. The car is slowly headed to the bud grenade house.

Sitting opposite the Holy Night, the bud grenade was staring at his own hand, which he had placed on his lap.

"... Shin's brother is"

In a quiet car, cut so out of the mouth of Holy Night. When the bud grenade shook his shoulder vividly, Holy Night stopped his voice once, and continued his words again.

Shin's brother was removed from his succession.

Holy Night is a small voice, which has conveyed that fact to the bud grenades. When the bud grenade immediately raises its face, it tangles with the gaze of the Holy Night. And the look on Holy Night's face distorted with sorrow.

"After that, the main house also called me... I can hardly come to see you, I'm so sorry"

Holy Night lowers his gaze and stares at the hand that meets him on his knees. Seeing such a holy night, the bud grenade grinned bitterly.

"It's enough that you called me the next day.... I'm sorry I bothered you"

The next day, Holy Night, he called me bud grenade.

He was so worried about Holy Night knowing that Shin's brother was about to attack him.

But when Makoto told him about it on Holy Night and didn't tell him anything more, he was overflowing with all kinds of emotions and no words.

I was just able to answer "It's OK" on Holy Night by phone.

"It was a little moving then, but now it's really, it's okay"

The bud grenade laughs thinly and adds so. Then Holy Night nodded still worried "... well".

So after a little while, Holy Night opened its mouth again.

"... since then, have you met Makoto?

Shin's name comes up and the bud grenade keeps an eye out. I sipped gokuri and spit, feeling the noisy heart sound.

"Meet me, I don't"

When the bud grenade answers that, Holy Night narrows his eyes to "… well". He wrinkled slightly between his eyebrows and sighed on Holy Night.

"……… What is Hara doing…?

I hesitate to speak Shin's name, and my voice shakes. The bud grenade stared at the Holy Night as it echoed the sound of his heart all over his body.

"It doesn't change. I study all the time.... naturally burned because my brother left his successor candidate and essentially decided to succeed him"

Makoto can be his successor. Though that is a great pleasure, neither bud grenades nor Holy Night are well pleased. I'm sure the person would feel more complicated.

"Don't... just apologize to me again and again"

Holy Night answered that quietly, keeping his gaze down.

"Holy Night...... sorry.... Really, sorry '

You're going to apologize to me. Everything your brother did. I forgive your brother... but I'm not angry about you. '

'... sorry. Me..., sorry'

It's not Makoto's fault. Yet Makoto kept apologizing on Holy Night. That is what was told on Holy Night, and the bud grenades distracted from Holy Night.

"Don't feel a lot more responsible about your brother.... I thought I'd go see you instead."

That's how Holy Night crumbles and asks the bud grenade for confirmation.

"Makoto... did I help you?

That's what they ask, and the bud grenades snort after a little while. Shin helped me out with the sprouts. That fact remains the same.

Whatever happened after that, it was prudent to help the bud grenades then.

"... right"

The Holy Night laughed just to reassure me a little.

"I'm glad you're safe."

Makoto was by the bud grenade only to see this reassuring face.

Even then, Makoto has been helping the bud grenades because of the Holy Night. I was just by the bud grenade and caring about the bud grenade so that the Holy Night wouldn't worry about the bud grenade as much as possible.

I got my hands on a bud grenade, a dear friend of Holy Night's. I guess that day was nothing but a mistake for Makoto.

I also felt now that Makoto last told me what "sorry" meant.

"... budding grenade?

When I think about Makoto, my chest hurts.

No matter how discreet I thought about it or how well I reconsidered that day, the status quo denied the sweet idea of bud grenades.

Makoto's kiss was gentle. But that's because it wasn't something special about bud grenades, it was the same as the other kids.

"I'm sorry," I said Sayonara, caring about the bud grenade. Even if you think about it that way, reality tells you that the bud grenades were eventually thrown away discreetly.

And yet I still have a dumb self who believes in Makoto. A beautiful memory with Makoto believed in Makoto.

"Mr. Qin Zao......"

I can't help it. I can't change anything like this, even now that I'm empty.

"I didn't mean to apologize for worrying. It's Valentine's Day tomorrow...... can I take some chocolate to La Fausto after school?

"... are you coming to give it to me?

That's what Holy Night asks.

It's true that I'm going to give you chocolate on Holy Night. But the real purpose was different.

With a little guilt, the bud grenade nods.

"To Mr. Qinzo, yes."

"... well"

Holy Night laughs gently and accepts the bud grenade proposal. Holy Night answered with a happy voice.

"If I do... I'll look forward to it"

So I'm sure this is the bud grenade's fault.

The smile of the Holy Night telling him so looked just a little sad on the bud grenade.