Reiryuu Academy Student Council

After school, the budding grenades head to group A to meet the shoots.

I asked for a message when Kazuya appeared to Maiko, who was studying in the classroom, so as not to be confused with Kazuya.

The footsteps toward Group A are very heavy. I feel a little farther away when I say I'm just going to take the stairs for the first floor.

That's how he took the stairs, and when he tried to make his way to group A, he just came out of the classroom.

He turns his foot here and puts the bud grenade thing in his sight. The moment I saw the bud grenade, its face was only slightly distorted.

"... Kamiyo-kun"

The bamboo distracts from the bud grenade. But I guess you know that bud grenades have come to see you. I took a breath and put my gaze back on the bud grenade.

"Shall we change places? 'Cause this is where people see us."

The voice is gentle, but not energetic.

The bud grenade headed for the main building about behind the bamboo.

The student club room is studied for testing by Yuya Lailuo. So he went to the conference room near it, not to the student council room.

I just give you the chocolate, so you don't have to be alone.

Did you change the place because you also need to talk to the bud grenade about something? When the bud grenade was thinking about it, he opened his mouth quietly.

"You're not coming to see me. I thought so."

Xu said mocking himself, staring at the bud grenade thing. The opposing bud grenade gave a complex expression.

"I've always thought that Kamiyo-san might not see me."

But he gave me time for the bud grenade. Maybe there was still a call from someone. Still, Xu gave the bud grenade priority.

"I admit I had an attitude that I had no choice but to be thought so by the bud grenades. But I don't hate you because I'm just a kid."

The pompous groans and walks over by the bud grenade.

The gaze was toward the handbag to be used as a bud grenade's hand.

"Will you give it to me, too?

As if the bud grenade would make it easier to give it to me, that's what he told me. When the bud grenade gave him the chocolate, he said "Thank you" with a refreshing smile like him.

He stared at the chocolate he had received from the bud grenade as he loved it, and his eyes closed slowly.

That face with its eyes closed looks very pretty, but very painful.

"... you gave it to him, too."

The sprouts replied that they could not leave the Holy Night alone until they had quarreled with him.

There's no way I wouldn't give it to him like that. As he tells them, he asks the bud grenade, and the bud grenade nods at it and gives the answer.

"Kamiyo-kun, it's me..."

"I'm going out with Qinzo Holy Night, you don't say"

As he said, "Don't tell me," he pointed his grieving face and voice at the bud grenade.

I don't know if we're going out. To deny, though, the existence of Holy Night was too special for bud grenades.

"I hate to quarrel with Kamiyo-kun, but I'm... I'm by Akizo. Yes... I made up my mind."

"... that's with you dating, isn't it?

It was hard to look at the face of the jade, and the bud grenade turned away from the jade.

Bud grenades have chosen to be by the people who hate them. Sprouts promised Holy Night that they didn't like it the most.

"Why... it's him"

The voice disappears so that it dissolves in the air.

Not anyone on the board, the bud grenade chose to take the loner heaven than anyone else.

"... Kamiyo-kun"

A bud grenade calls his name. But at the same time, the conference room door was knocked.

"Kung Kun, is there also a buddy?

The voice is graceful. Probably came looking for a bud grenade.

When the bud grenade took his breath, he told the bud grenade in a small voice so that he could not hear it across the door.

"What are you going to do about Fengya?"

All this time, I chose Holy Night without giving an answer to the wind that keeps saying I like the bud grenade thing.

The fact becomes a guilty conscience and strikes a bud grenade.

That's what he asked and replied across the door, not listening to the bud grenade reply.

The conversation with the Xu remained halfway, and the bud grenade was to return with Fengya, who had come to pick himself up.

That this situation is not good either, now that we have chosen to talk about the Holy Night.

Bud grenades must be properly communicated to the wind.

"I'm so happy for Bud Grey's chocolate! I worked hard today just to get this."

And yet, when I see the windy smile, I can't say anything.

I'm not making a smile. It always shows me a heartfelt smile, only on a bud grenade.

Because the bud grenade hoped so. So Fengya kept that promise and stopped fixing her smile anymore.

Fengya tried to change for the bud grenade.

"I love you, buddy."

The "likes" I heard so many times made me suffer so much that it was going to break the bud grenade's heart.

"... buddy?

Bud grenades disappear from next door to Fengya. A few steps ahead of the stopped bud grenade, Fengya stopped and stared at him with a strange face.

And Fengya moves her legs to get back next to the bud grenade with a nostalgic smile on her face.

"Sorry... Lotus Moon"

"Huh?"

Fengya's face brings the color of anxiety in an instant. The bud grenade easily erased his favorite smile with his own hands.

The confused wind elegant voice and face, all of which torment the bud grenade heart.

You made your own decision, but you should have known this would happen if you chose Holy Night.

If you don't actually get into that situation, you don't realize the weight of your thoughts. Painful of my shallowness, it only creates disgust for me like that.

"What's wrong, buddy?... suddenly"

When I hear Fengya's voice, the words get stuck in the back of my throat more and more.

But if you don't tell me, bud grenades are just the worst girls. Even now, I'm just swinging the wind.

Properly, I must say.

"From now on, I... can't answer the feelings of Lotus Moon."

More, there should have been a way to tell you not to hurt the wind. Only words emerged from the mouth of the bud grenade that crossed the heart of the wind elegance.

"Ah, haha. I still don't know what's ahead, buddy. I'll wait forever until the buddy answers..."

"I, Keizo, decided to stay by my side."

The name came up and Fengya's face was stretched out.

The smile disappeared completely from the feminine face that was barely laughing at me for a clear reason.

"What, it... what do you mean?

When Fengya asked, before hearing the answer of the bud grenade, he overlapped the words.

"Bud Grey has something to do with Qin Zao Holy Night...... do you like it?

I guess that bothered me more than anything.

Bud grenades never said that. Because if you liked Holy Night, you would have waved about Windy earlier.

That's why the wind is unconvincing.

"I like it."

Unrealistic thoughts, mouth. A lie that Fengya vomited to convince.

But there's no way Fengya won't notice the lie.

"If anyone liked you, Bud Grey would have turned down my confession sooner."

"It's..."

"I didn't want to hear that lie."

That's what Fengya says, walks over to the bud grenade. Grabbing the shoulder of the bud grenade, Fengya distorted his face.

"If you don't like it, why... can't I?

It was a natural question.

Much the same thing as the "likes" you hold on Holy Night and the "likes" you hold in the wind.

Yet the bud grenade gave the answer to only one confession of Holy Night, unanswered by Fengya's confession.

But the reason seemed vague and very obvious.

"Lotus Moon is fine without me"

"Huh..."

"Lotus Moon has grown stronger. I know. Because I was watching it right.... and Lotus Moon has everyone"

In those words, I also knew that Fengya was not convinced.

Fengya makes sure to stick to the bud grenade and bury her face in the bud grenade chest. I couldn't cut the voice on my nose and tightened my bud grenade heart.

"I don't like it, buddy. I... I'm not convinced."

"Sorry, Lotus Moon. But I made up my mind. I want to be there for you."

"Why......"

Why would I want to be so by the Holy Night for you?

Until I hurt the wind and pissed off the anger.

The more you think about it, the stronger that feeling becomes.

Because Holy Night is lonely, I want to support you. Just as Holy Night has helped me, bud grenades also want to help Holy Night.

But most importantly, I want to make you smile at the Holy Night, which is always boring.

I don't know if a bud grenade can make Holy Night smile for you.

But if you can make it into a bud grenade, I want to do that for you. If the presence of bud grenades colours the world you see on Holy Night at all.

"Hey, buddy. I'm... I'm not gonna make it without you, buddy."

"... Lotus Moon is fine. 'Cause you've changed."

"I... for Bud Grey, I've changed. I need a buddy..."

Still, I can't answer the feeling of femininity.

That's about it, there was a desire to be by the Holy Night and to cherish the Holy Night in the bud grenades.

"Mr. Qin Zao helped me so many times... now I want to help you"

I also knew I shouldn't say that word.

I knew I shouldn't tell Kazuya, who regretted it, that I had hurt the bud grenade worse than anyone else.

"I'm sorry...... Lotus Moon. About Lotus Moon, swing it...... I hurt a lot more about Lotus Moon."

"... I don't want to"

Windy tears fall to the ground of asphalt. The plundered voice disappears with white breath.

"I don't want to hear it....... buddy."

"Lian Yue Kun"

"I like you, buddy. If you're going to choose that guy because he feels like sympathy... choose me..."

The power to grab a bud grenade's shoulder is so strong that it conveys the feeling of femininity in a painful way.

"Never again, I won't hurt you about Bud Grey. I'll make you laugh a lot, and now I promise I'll protect you... so"

Love that has swelled so strongly and deeply that I can't even imagine a bud grenade.

"Don't reject my feelings."

Fengya stood still, not even letting go of the affection that was too heavy for the bud grenade to hold.

It was the bud grenade that made me do that. Let go of the feeling of femininity and stay by your side. All because of the sprouts.

"I'm sorry."

I can't reply ambiguously anymore.

Upon hearing the bud grenade reply, Fengya leaked her unspoken voice and turned her back on the bud grenade.

I don't want you to hate me. But so much so that I wanted him to hate me, the hindsight of the wind and grace wore out the bud grenade's heart.