Reiryuu Academy Student Council

# 14

In the hallway were the footsteps of the bud grenades and the footsteps of Lailuo.

"Ru! Wait!"

That's what Lai Luo shouted.

Lailao was desperately chasing me about the bud grenade.

Shotaro is - he's not coming after me.

When I found that out, the bud grenade's running speed slowed down gradually and eventually the bud grenade's foot stopped.

The bud grenade stopped there - a dance floor on the stairs connecting the fourth and fifth floors, away from the Student Council room.

"Ru, honey"

Catching up with the bud grenade, Laila is severely out of breath and takes a deep breath repeatedly. Where Lailuo exhaled about five times, the bud grenade also inhaled his breath heavily again.

"... really, you'd be surprised"

That's what I told him to spit out, and the bud grenade turned to Lailuo.

Laughing as if nothing had happened, the bud grenade tilted his neck. My hair was shaking from my shoulders.

"Lao wasn't surprised either -?

"Huh... Ru"

"'Cause I honestly say I like that Gejong. I always say," I don't even care about you. "

The bud grenade gives a haha high laugh.

Shotaro is always clumsy, don't bluff. All the replies.

I was also ashamed that I was friends with the bud grenade, and I always looked elsewhere with my face up and never honestly admitted it to me.

Yet yesterday and today Shotaro honestly admitted he "liked" the bud grenade thing.

Shotaro and the others. To their remarks, Shotaro's heart just wobbled in surprise (...). I tell them that I have no other intention.

At the end of the day, Shotaro's "likes" were equals "friends," and Bud Grey's head was conveniently converted.

"Ru, wait. It's..."

"Gejong-kun goes crazy when he's too honest, doesn't he? No, I can't."

The bud grenade laughs lightly and scratches his head.

But Lailuo couldn't leave me alone with the bud grenade assumption.

Lailuo packed the distance from the bud grenade and grabbed the bud grenade arm.

"Come, Rocha."

"You know what Wind's 'like' means, don't you?

Lailao's voice is lower than usual.

Words released calmly from Lailuo's mouth with a serious face. Bud grenades can't even smile a deluded smile at Lailuo, who creates a masculine air.

I also understand the meaning of 'I like', which Fengya always tells me, is just as bud grenades.

Because he's been telling me that ever since we met. Because he didn't ever rephrase his thoughts as a joke. Only his' likes' are much straighter -.

"Sho affirmed that he likes it the same as Wind."

The eyes of the bud grenade are wide open.

- You like Shotaro Kung, too! -

Fengya's shouting words make me head over.

As Lailuo said, Fengya said, 'Shotaro Kung also (...)'. In other words, the sincerity of the words released by Fengya is that "Shotaro also holds the same thoughts in the bud grenade as Fengya". And Shotaro affirmed the word.

You couldn't have figured that out.

When I heard it in front of the door, I already knew. That's what Shotaro's "likes" mean.

But I didn't want to know.

Shotaro is always a dear friend of mine who helps me with the bud grenade thing while complaining. If another emotion got mixed up there, I felt it all collapse.

"Sho really does - about you -"

"No, I'm not. - No."

I already know it hurts.

Still, the bud grenade denied it and was experiencing tingling and stabbing pain in his chest.

"Ru!

"Gejong-kun is my friend. Because you're my friend, you worry about me, you listen to my endeavors..."

The more you put it into words, the further away the relationship is from 'just a friend'.

Shotaro had another emotion, and I thought he was by his side - the memory of the bud grenade mixed all the thoughts I had in mind into a mess.

- Nanhara-

In the dark, Shotaro, who was holding a bud grenade, felt...

Without being able to do anything about the reddening face, the bud grenade relaxed and turned away from Lailuo.

"Come Ro...... I... get along with everyone..."

I want to stay close to everyone and travel from here.

I wasn't even going to let Fengya and Shotaro fight. I also want to know how Shotaro feels...

"Is that true?

I feel strength in Lailuo's arms.

The bud grenade stared at the beautiful Lailuo's hand without raising his face.

"I thought nothing would change? If that's what you think - honey, you're too blunt."

Lai Luo's voice is laughing. But it also seemed slightly trembling.

"We're all - we're all ready, Ari, Wind... Sho, we're all ready"

"Readiness... enlightenment?

"We made up our minds about sayonara."

Guys...

I wanted to tell you it was a lie.

That all officers like bud grenades.

It was only a rumor that the bud grenades were splitting up on their own when the classmates were just tearing up.

Yet if Lailuo admits it, the bud grenade's assumptions will collapse. All the words I tell you dissolve and disappear.

"Uh-huh."

The sweet scent of Lailuo envelops the body.

Lailuo's salacious short hair rested on the bud grenade's face, tickling the bud grenade's cheek.

"Come Ro... Ya, come Ro"

Lailuo is holding the bud grenade hard.

It's not the first time I've been hugged from Lai Luo. But the arms I hug, the feeling seems completely different.

"Wind isn't the only one. Sho too."

Tears spilled out of the eyes of a large, open bud grenade.

"I like you, too, Ru.... more than a friend, as a girl"

Everything sounds broken.

The bud grenade pressed Lailuo's chest to distance himself from Lailuo.

"... you"

I want to apologize for brutally pushing you away, but I can't even apologize without darkness.

I can't see the sprouts in Lailuo's face.

"I don't want to make you cry. I'm sorry. I can't withdraw anymore."

Lailuo does not rephrase words. "Nah," I don't even laugh cutely.

"Sorry...... DO"

Even though I don't want to hurt anyone, the bud grenade word easily hurts about Comoro.

It hurts my favorite friend.

"Ugh..."

The sprouts rub both eyes with their arms. And then he went down the stairs to escape from Lailuo.

The student council that day was so quiet that there had never been an example.

Although the work was blocked at the beginning of the test, there was more disturbance in the student club room than could be wrapped away.

Eventually, after school that day, I sent my bud grenades unconditionally without lottering them.

Next to the bud grenade, who said nothing, he was just walking me in silence.

I thought with my head I had to say something.

I don't want to get awkward.

But when I said something, I felt like it would collapse until I had a relationship with him, and the bud grenade reached home without being able to say anything.

"Bud grenade"

In front of the house, Xiao speaks to the bud grenade.

Usually I come to the front door, say hello to Mariko and go home, but I stopped in front of the house today.

"I'm on the side of the bud grenade."

Beneath the dark night sky, a whisperer tells.

He exhaled his white breath and laughed at the bud grenade.

"No matter what choice the bud grenades make.... Remember?

For a long time, he promised me that.

It was also understandable to the bud grenade that he was now digging up that promise again because he was guessing what was going on.

To the bud grenade that snorts and returns, he whispers, "Yes."

"... then don't you have to feel it until you're in front of me?

That's what he says, and he opens his arms.

Though he tried to embrace the bud grenade, his bud grenade body trembled vividly and heavily.

"Ah..."

I remember being hugged by Lailuo. Something that I refused to do as it was.

I'm afraid of myself, I'm going to avoid even talking about it.

Seeing the face of the bud grenade that seemed to distort him crying, he laughed with a troubled face.

"Sorry, bud grenade"

The gentle hand of the jaw touches the head of the bud grenade.

Xu did not embrace the bud grenade. Keeping a slight distance from the bud grenade, the bamboo gently strokes the bud grenade hair with the same hand as usual.

"I liked the sprouts too - I liked them (...)"

When he looked into the eyes of the bud grenade where tears seeped, he smiled gently and said:

I knew I was, and I knew it.

As Lai Luo said, he also likes shoots and grenades.

"But I..."

Your lips touch the forehead of the bud grenade.

The slightly touched lips were hot, gentle, anxious and trembling.

"I don't want any more."

Disclosure of self-contained thoughts, far from confession.

I also found out that Bud did not deliberately ask for an answer because of the bud grenade.

Because I see a very spicy face in front of me.

"Kamiyo-kun..."