Reiryuu Academy Student Council

That's how the days passed and the test results were pasted out.

As I responded, the bud grenade carved his name next to the name of the bamboo, along with the same full number.

"After all, Nanahara is amazing"

The advantages of watching the ranks together compliment me about the bud grenades.

I was happy with that, and the bud grenade chuckled and replied, "Thank you."

"What, did I lose to Sho again? Worst."

"You're strong."

Next to it, Lai Luo and Shotaro are fighting amicably.

Then a voice sounded impressed with "wow" by the bud grenade.

"Megumi is also a monkey."

Windy appeared from behind the bud grenade.

When the bud grenade looks surprised, Fengya laughs nicely and calls out "congratulations" to the bud grenade.

"Yeah. Thanks."

"How was Lotus Moon?

"I guess I feel like I'm always the same. I'm pissed off by the cum."

"... if you know that, good luck, I say it every time"

Following the words of Feng Ya, the voice of Qi descends. As the bud grenade looked back, he laughed small at the bud grenade.

"Ha, ha, ha!

"Fengya will preach in the student club room after school."

Fengya cries out at the cold words.

There was a lot going on, but gradually the "days as usual" were returning.

"Bud grenade"

"Hmm?

"Promise, thank you for keeping"

I laughed with heartfelt joy and said to the bud grenade.

It made me laugh again, both properly, and fengya.

But at the same time, the day of the sprouts' journey was approaching.

"Bud grenade.... Hey, bud grenade"

Called his name, the bud grenade was hacked.

In front of me, there is a Holy Night with a worried face.

It's Saturday, and tomorrow's the ball. The dress for it means that the Holy Night is already ready, and there's nothing in particular that can be accommodated.

There's really only a few more hours for buddy grenades to be in Japan. A week and a little.

So today, Holy Night and the two of us were away for a little while. Don't do anything in particular, stop by the bookstore or take a peek at the store you wanted to go through.

Under the request of Holy Night that I want to do something like a regular high school student, I had a really noteworthy, outing.

"Bo, what's up? Are you tired?

Sprouts and Holy Night are currently in the cafe because it was just the right time. So drinking cocoa, the bud grenades were just a little boisterous.

I was really thinking about a lot of things as much as it would be troubling to be asked what I was thinking.

"Haha.... I told my class yesterday about studying abroad... and I remembered how everyone reacted..."

After the test, the bud grenade finally talked to the class about studying abroad. In the home room on my way home, knowing about my bud grenade study abroad, they all said "I wanted you to tell me sooner".

That's how I thought it might make me feel a little sad, so far beyond my bud grenade expectations, I was glad that everyone spared me the bud grenade thing and took care of it.

"Then I miss you all, and I thought... So, a lot of things... remember it was fun in my head."

All about the days spent with the board, the classmates, the hard work cultural festivals, the school trips.

In a mundane moment, according to my head, so the bud grenade was boggling.

When I told him that, Holy Night replied just like "Hmm".

"... I'm with you, but I'm so bawling, I'm sorry"

"Nothing. Don't be angry with me."

"But... I feel like I'm in a bad mood"

As the bud grenade peered into the face of Holy Night, he pointed his lips "well" at Holy Night.

"I don't know about the ones at school. You don't miss me... that's all."

Did you embarrass yourself with your mouth, Holy Night humming your nose and mouthing your coffee?

The look of it is cute and the bud grenade leaks a laugh when it dulls.

"What, I'm not laughing"

"I can't be lonely to be away with Holy Night."

When the bud grenade answered with a smile, the Holy Night turned to dye his cheeks only slightly. The face was no longer grumpy, that was simple and still looked cute on the bud grenade.

That's how the bud grenades taste cocoa, and the Holy Night slowly tastes coffee. Then, as Holy Night reminded me of something, I put the coffee cup on the receptacle.

"I'll give it to you before I forget it......."

That's what Holy Night said, and I took a palm-sized little box out of my coat and handed it to the bud grenade.

"What?

"Giveaway. Because I was trying my best to test it"

To a situation not at all anticipated, the bud grenade rushes to return the box given to him on Holy Night.

"Oh, because that's so bad!

"Take it. I have trouble getting pushed back. Because it's such a big deal."

That being said, the material in the box tells me it's a lot.

First of all, I haven't tried anything that I've ever gotten from Holy Night that wasn't expensive.

"... thanks"

"Yeah.... open it"

Prompted by the Holy Night, the bud grenades open a horrible box.

Inside the little box, there were earrings.

Glitter and a grain of diamond dangling from every angle, earrings.

"... I don't have anything for you."

"I gave it to you on my own, so you don't have to worry about it"

It's weird that I got this expensive stuff because I just tried my best to test it, and I don't care.

But on Holy Night, get what you can.

"Well, thank you for everything."

"Because I always take care of Holy Night too..."

"Not at all."

Holy Night is a serious face.

So I couldn't even argue with the bud grenade, staring at the face of Holy Night.

"I... I really don't think that's enough when I think about how happy I get from you every day.... You may think you're taking care of me too, but I think more than double that."

That's not true. I think so, but I can't say that to a bud grenade.

I'm making you think that on Holy Night because it's bud grenades.

I still can't give you an answer, because of the bud grenade.

"If I'm just happy, do it. That gift makes your relationship equal."

That's how I take my gift for granted.

The more time I spend with Holy Night, the more I understand.

The kindness of the Holy Night is unknown at the bottom.

The Holy Night spoils so much about the bud grenades that the bud grenades are anxious.

But I knew it was time for the bud grenades to properly know that they were not going to be able to continue to be genuinely sweet.

"Hey, put it on."

Holy Night is not going to be a pleasant face. Not willing to say no to that, the bud grenade put on his ear the precious gift he had received from Holy Night.

"I don't know."

I felt a slight weight in my ears and that also felt somewhat like the feeling of the Holy Night.

Beautiful earrings shake in the bud grenade ears, reflected in the windowsill visible on the side.

"I knew it would look good.... If you like it, put it on tomorrow."

Respect only bud grenade opinions, holy night please.

You can't possibly not like it.

Holy Night gave me, an important gift.

If you look into the ears of a bud grenade and see the Holy Night laughing with joy, the bud grenade's heart will not be calm after all.

"... Holy Night is too much of a gift for me. Glad to hear it, but I'm gonna worry about getting it this way."

"Give him that much. Birthdays and Christmas and now. Huh?"

"He's got a lot more to offer me, even if it's not stuff."

"When I say that, you better give it to me full. What, no consciousness?

Holy Night is a face of trouble. Even though they say it, it doesn't pin on bud grenades.

But on Holy Night, as I counted my fingers, I began to give them gifts that combined with the Christmas birthday that the bud grenades gave me, sweets, piano tones, and even something that really wasn't enough to take.

"That won't be a gift."

"I thought it was a gift. A gift."

"Huh..."

"And because I was happy with it all"

Holy Night closes his eyes and smudges his mouth.

In retrospect, a gift so crude that it seems like it would really make me cry compared to the gift that Holy Night gave me bud grenades.

I've never given you the right one, but still it's inferior to what Holy Night gave me.

I gave it to you in the summer, even Missanga, it's just a string when it comes to it.

With that in mind, the bud grenade was hazy.

"Um..."

"Mm, what?

"Speaking of which, misanga... what's going on?"

bud grenades reluctantly ask. I know I didn't throw it away, but when I think about what if, I get up.

I understand that I can't help but throw it away, but I'm shocked when they say I did.

That's inconsistent, and while I was stunned by myself, the bud grenade waited for the reply of Holy Night.

"Oh. After a little while back from Hokkaido... I woke up in the morning and ran out"

Talk about when Holy Night is hard and then. The bud grenade was a little surprised as well as relieved of the reply.

"Really, I can hang up..."

"I was surprised, too.... because he said that when it ran out, what he hoped for would come true... I was a little happy. At that time, I didn't know if it was really going to happen."

The way you put it, it's like your wish really came true.

As the bud grenade hung his neck, the Holy Night stamped his cheeks as he seemed to stink a little.

"Can I ask you what you wished for?

"... I don't want to say"

If they say so, I can't ask any more. When the bud grenade gave up listening well, for some reason a wrinkle stopped between the eyebrows of Holy Night.

"Stick around a little longer and listen."

"To?"

"... I really want to say. But I'm a little embarrassed."

That's why he wanted it to be the wind that bud grenades asked and couldn't help but answer.

There was something wrong with the Holy Night when I said something like a child, and the bud grenades laughed karakularly.

"Don't laugh."

"Sorry.... so what did you wish for?

When the bud grenade asked, the Holy Night softly crumbled the face that was shining.

"I wanted you to stay by the bud grenade, I hoped. Sort of..."

Really, with a smile like telling me I'm happy from the bottom of my heart.

"Really, it came true"

On a holy night laughing innocently, the feeling runs as if my heart had been eagled. The bud grenade immediately leaned down.

"Oh well..."

"What, are you lit?

I almost got a peek in my face and the bud grenade shoulders trembled tremendously.

At that just the right time, Holy Night's phone signals an incoming call.

"I did a good place...... bad"

Holy Night, with a grand sigh, takes his seat off with a tongue pounding.

But now, I can only thank you for that incoming call.

The bud grenade's heart could not help but thrill and could not even pretend to be calm.

"... the sound of the heart, shut up"

When the Holy Night returns, the sound of the heart won't stop ringing.

The cheeks of the bud grenades remained lightly tinted, and one day that day, the bud grenades were sensitive to every action of the Holy Night.