Reiryuu Academy Student Council

On that day, Holy Night, when I stayed in the bud grenade room for about an hour or two, I went home to myself.

I didn't say anything to the bud grenades, but there's probably still something I need to do when I get home.

He came to see me under the bud grenade until I was supposed to cut my bedtime.

I'm glad that's so sorry, and my sinking heart cleared up just a little thanks to the Holy Night. But when the Holy Night came home, I still thought about Kazuya.

I enjoyed seeing everyone and my footsteps to the school I was on my way to play are very heavy today.

It felt as if I was no longer going to the student council at that time.

Fortunately, we've been in the test period since yesterday, and there's no student council. But this period of not seeing each other was extra, and I felt like deepening the groove with the two of them.

"You don't give a shit. Yeah."

Words the Holy Night had been saying yesterday. Holy Night is restless and I don't say that lightly.

I was crying and I wasn't thinking very deeply, but now that I'm calm, I think about what that word means.

"Too much thought, I guess"

The bud grenade shook his head to the left and right and took a deep breath to head to the school.

The school was gradually beginning to show pre-test tension while leaving a Valentine's finish.

But rumors have also reached my ears that students who gave me chocolate yesterday are going to give it to the board a day late.

Because of that, only a little bit of it continued to float on campus yesterday.

In the meantime, when it was a little after lunch break, the students talking in the hallway became more noisy.

"That's noisy. Is something wrong?"

Maiko, who was having problems with the bud grenade, looks into the hallway with a troubled face.

Many of the reasons that make students in this school noisy are bud grenade friends. Maiko sees the bud grenade better this time around.

When the bud grenade smiled back at Maiko, the broadcast suddenly began to flow.

"Student union officers shall come to the emergency room"

A teacher's voice sounds like a panic on campus. The bud grenade had his eyes wide open to the broadcast that flowed as if to tell the reason for the noise.

"Is there something at the student council today?

"Yeah, I didn't hear that..."

This is an urgent call. Because the voice of the broadcast is not the voice, but the teacher, that's for sure. And the student's shaking voice arrived from the hallway so as to change the bud grenade prediction to certainty.

"There was a huge car parked at the school gate!!

Hurry to the reception room and the officers other than Fengya had already gathered in front of the door.

I looked at him, but he immediately turned away.

"Ah..."

"Haha, Wind, you're late."

As he takes the sprouts and sprouts, Laila inserts words in a bright voice.

Lailao's care was appreciated, and when the bud grenade laughed at Lailao, he heard the wind elegance quietly from behind the bud grenade.

"Sorry I'm late."

Fengya, who usually apologizes loudly and cheerfully, appears serious.

Originally, even though that's normal, it gets really awkward.

Seeing a bud grenade and a twisted attitude, the other three sighed small.

"That's right. Shall we come in then?"

He pretended to be calm and opened the door when he spoke so. The minute I opened it, "I don't know what I'm here to do," I snapped small, bud grenades listening properly.

Inside the reception room was a Holy Night talking to the president and the principal.

Holy Night is conversing with a smile for the other side, against two people who are frightened. But as soon as I made sure the bud grenades came in, I cut the story off.

"Recently, the officers were thankful for Eve's entertainment...... I can't believe you even bothered to take the time for me as chairman and principal..."

"Yes, no! Because Master Qin Zao took the trouble to get to our school!

After such an exchange, Holy Night and Student Council officers were the only ones in the reception room on Holy Night's Voice.

"So... what exactly is your busy Qin Zao for?"

With a pungent word, the Qi inquires about the Holy Night. Holy Night turned his gaze to the anxious looking bud grenade before answering the question of the dust, smiling gently at the bud grenade only for a moment.

"Nothing. It's no big deal. Eve did it with all due respect and agreement."

Holy Night brings an invincible grin and returns it to you. You should know that that attitude would reverse the emotions of the Xu, but Holy Night dared to adopt such an attitude.

When he glanced at the wind and grace, Fengya kept his gaze down so that he could not see the Holy Night.

"It was Jianmae who called us, and it would be for Nanhara. Then we'll be excused."

Shotaro inserts the words before the rampage. He was trying to cut me up before things went wrong, but Holy Night shook my head sideways.

"I really need you all to do something. If you do this, you can come all the way here to see me."

In response to that remark, Kazuya and Kazuya react immediately. Seeing the two men's combined air change, the immediate advantage returned the word on Holy Night.

"If you need help, that's all you have to say. 'Cause lunch break's not that long either."

"Oh, no. Then... let me tell you"

Saying so, the Holy Night rose up and walked over to the

"... what are you trying to say to me?"

"I have something to say to you, to the one who leans down there, and then to the other."

The Holy Night turned a blind eye to Fengya, to Lailuo and Shotaro, and to his advantage.

"I'll take the sprouts."

"... eh, Mr. Qin Zao!

As the bud grenade tried to whisper the words of the Holy Night, the Holy Night turned a sharp gaze on the bud grenade. Like, "Shut up and watch". In the wake of that gaze, the bud grenade closes its mouth.

Taking the word directly from the front, he laughed with his nose.

"Did you come all the way out here to say that? You're free."

"Oh, it's important."

I'm watching your hands. They were gripping so tightly that this one hurt.

"But... budding grenades are important to you guys. For what you guys don't admit, you can stay by my side, too."

With that said, Holy Night bowed its head.

Everyone but Kazuya rounded their eyes to the action.

"Mr. Qin Zao, what are you doing!

The bud grenade rushes over, but Holy Night doesn't lift its head.

He kept his head bowed before him and continued his words quietly.

"I just used my cowardly hand... to connect the bud grenades. He's sweet. He told me to stay by my side, not like me.... That's all."

Bud grenades don't like Holy Night. I can't even imagine what it's like to say that about a Holy Night, bud grenade.

Fengya, who had heard it, finally opened her mouth without cutting it off.

"If that's what you know...... why are you trying to make Bud Grey your own"

"Wind......"

Holy Night laughed lightly at Fengya's question.

And he lifted up his face, and Holy Night stared straight at the matter of the wind and answered.

"What would you do if you did it? Even if you don't like yourself, if the bud grenade told you to stay by my side... don't you want to connect with it all you can? If you don't think so, just feel it."

That's what they tell me, and Fengya won't be able to say anything. Because if I was in the position of Holy Night, so was Fengya.

Likewise, I know how it feels on Holy Night because Holy Night was angry if I was in a feminine position.

"Dastardly or whatever, he wants the bud grenade to stay by his side... that's what you guys think.... If you still have the chance to turn the bud grenade around, act for the bud grenade if you have time to mess with it!

The Holy Night yells and flies towards the wind.

"If you don't like me, you can be mad at me. Don't hit the sprouts.... I'm just in a bad mood for you guys, bud grenades cry. That's about it, I like this guy about you guys. You guys know how angry that makes me?

By the Holy Night, there are sprouts. But bud grenades are always by the board.

To that, how jealous the Holy Night is every day, that is not understandable to officers or bud grenades.

"I'll get a bud grenade. Shit, bud grenades like one of you guys. If you do it, it can't be mine.... the battle is still over. I still find your presence obnoxious. That's how much my presence in the bud grenade and yours remain the same, to the point of being angry!

The Holy Night grabbed the shoulder of the cunt and vomited his words as if he were going to bump.

"If you have time to make this guy cry... make him laugh enough to make him fall in love, then take it away from me! You guys are human enough to do that and I think.... I don't like your presence."

At the end of the day he snapped in a small voice, "Oh, my God, I'm so cool..." etc., and the Holy Night leaned down.

And after a little silence, he shook off the hand of the Holy Night.

"Huh..."

"I've heard what you have to say. I have nothing to say."

When he says so, he returns his heel. Over the Holy Night's "Wait Ya," I stopped but didn't look back.

"I don't like you. Really, I hate it when I die"

"So, don't..."

"But only when it comes to bud grenades, I've always been... hatefully grateful. I don't like you enough."

That was the first time that he spoke the truth.

"I'm not really mad at bud grenades. … I just want you to allow me as much time to sort out my feelings."

"I'm sorry," he says, turning only towards the bud grenade. Those eyes were much nicer than the look I had until yesterday.

"Wait, whoa!

When he leaves the reception room, Lai Luo also leaves to chase him. Before leaving the room, Rho bowed his head lightly on Holy Night and ran away from the scene.

When the door closes with clarity, the Holy Night turns its gaze to the wind.

I said something. And while I did, I saw the wind and elegance of not being able to say anything, and the Holy Night lowered my brow.

"If I do, can we talk about it?... I said what I wanted to say, and I'm going home"

That's what Holy Night said, and when I got my luggage, I came by the bud grenade again.

"Go home... stop by my house"

Whispering small enough to sound like a bud grenade only, he left the reception room so that the Holy Night would follow.