Reiryuu Academy Student Council

A bell rings to inform you of the time off. At the same time, the bud grenade gained momentum and rose his seat.

"Sprouts? Where are you going?

"Toilet!"

In response to Maiko's question, the bud grenade face, who answers that out loud without any shame, is never serious.

"How patient were you?

"No, I'm not!... Huh! Come on!"

The bud grenade hid behind Maiko as the classroom girl became noisy.

"Bud, are you there?

That's what appeared while I said it. As always, the F group of girls are troubled by the wind that wields handsome smiles. There's only one reason he bothers visiting Group F on different floors in Group B.

"Hey, buddy, you here? Constant."

"Shh!"

The woman Maiko is looking for in the wind - when she speaks to the bud grenade, the bud grenade puts her index finger on her mouth. The bud grenade's face says "hide it -" but in this situation a wasted foot scratch. Fengya came straight to Maiko.

"Uemura-san. Where's Bud Grey?

"If you're a bud grenade..."

Maiko said, the bud grenade behind Maiko left the classroom at a fierce speed.

"Bud Grey!? Wait a minute."

"Don't chase me!

This is what bud grenade breaks look like every time these days. Since then, bud grenades seem to have been liked by the wind, and I come to see them frequently, but the woman's gaze still hurts.

"Bud grenade, you're too fast!

The bud grenades running through the hallway will also lose face on land. A bud grenade that runs without even shaking its side like that suddenly hits a big wall. The bouncing bud grenade hit his butt on the floor and glanced at its wall.

"Nanwon"

"Hi... Se, sei"

What I thought was a wall was the position of Group F, Dr. Matsuda. I can't even flatter you for losing weight. I'm in shape, but that stuck stomach is hard. Perfectly a luxury disease.

"The hallway's not a truck, Nanhara."

"Haha, haha!

Somehow I have a bad feeling and the bud grenade spills a dry laugh. I'm never kidding, but Matsuda Sensei, who saw the bud grenade reaction, pointed to the bud grenade as bisci.

"If you're that energetic, help me work after school! Ok!?

"I have a club to go home to..."

"Homecoming, I suppose!

The bud grenades were scattered, embraced by the wind that caught up with him as he was deprived of his after-school freedom and stared at by the women around him.

"Ugh, heavy..."

After school. Bud grenades thought about soaking up, but when the final ritual is over, Dr. Matsuda blocks the door. Maiko asked for help, but Maiko quickly disappeared into her valley club room.

My friend gave me an abandoned bud grenade. The job is to carry a large number of prints on the ground floor to the materials room on the fourth floor.

"Before, I can't see"

The print overlaps all the way to the front of his face, and by its weight the bud grenade is walking flirtatiously. Naturally nothing can happen in that situation...

"Ugh!

The bud grenade hits someone at a bend. This is my second butt cake today and I'm not sure about the pain in my butt. I think I could cry better watching the prints dance in the universe than that.

"Excuse me. Are you okay?

One of the school celebrities if you show your face to the voice that came down from overhead. Thin pigmented eyes stared at the bud grenade.

"Ah, Langtang-kun. Sorry about this one."

The bud grenade immediately gathered the print after apologizing and the advantage also began to help with it.

"Uh, fine. Blue Tang. I can do it myself."

"No, because I'm responsible too."

Obviously, the bad news is the bud grenade that held the print more than I could see before. Nonetheless, in the vantage point of saying so and helping me, the bud grenade was unintentionally whining "he's a good man".

"But why so much?

"It's a punishment for running down the hall, and I have to take it to the dossier room. I don't want to go back and forth, so I want to take it all at once."

"This amount is tough on women, isn't it?

Advantage lifts the picked up print and gives the bud grenade a quarter of that amount. The remaining three quarters remain advantageous. I didn't know why he wouldn't give it back, and the bud grenade tilted his neck.

"Huh? Fine. I'll take it myself."

"Because if you run into people again, it's dangerous."

"But at least in half..."

"I'm pretty powerful looking like this."

The advantage of saying so is a luxurious figure to look at again. Taller than bud grenades, but smaller for men. Again, no matter how I look at it, I don't seem to have the power, but I have a three-quarters print of the whole thing in my right hand and the other quarter lightly in my left hand.

"Well, sweeten to your words"

I was sure I would take it with me even if I refused, and the bud grenades honestly decided to ask me to help.

The bud grenade that arrives in the dossier room thanks advantageously, removing the usual candy from the pocket and giving it advantageously. The advantage of seeing the candy was that the bud grenades were fans of Fengya.

"Nanhara. Did you do something again?

Then a few days later. Advantage has met the bud grenade again, but still carries the print. Unlike the other day, I'm just carrying the prints separately.

"Yeah. I forgot my homework."

That's what you're saying. You're coming out of a bud grenade that pells your tongue out, I recognized in your favor.

After school that day, people were heard from group F classrooms as advantages were walking down the hallway in student council work. Since the time for dropping out was already near, the advantage of trying to speak up closed his mouth to a familiar voice.

"Enough said -"

"True, sorry! Nanhara."

If you peek inside, a boy student in the football club even apologizes to a bud grenade lying on his desk after finishing his print haul.

"I borrowed your notebook and forgot it on the submission date, and that's just for Nanahara! I'm seriously out of the question!

"Yeah. Right."

When the bud grenade affirmed with a troubled face, the football club boy poked his hands in front of the bud grenade and said his apology louder than earlier.

"I'm so sorry!

"Fine. I already carried the prints."

"I'm so sorry."

"Because I don't have to apologize anymore. Oh, yeah. Next time you buy me this candy, I forgive you."

The sprouts were showing candy wrapped in pink nylon paper. Again, that's the same candy Fengya has been licking a lot lately.

"You, you like that."

"You've been selling out everywhere lately."

"Well, I'll get it, so look forward to it!

"Yeah, thanks for being in the club."

Guttered, the bud grenade sent the boy out. When there was one bud grenade in the classroom, the advantage finally stepped into the classroom.

"Was the print hauling his fault?"

The favorable voice sounded clear, and the bud grenade looked up a little surprised. The bud grenade laughs bitterly when he sees the advantages of coming into the classroom.

"Uh, well."

"Why didn't you tell me?

"Hmm. I'm forgetting what I forgot. Even if you didn't lend it to me, you might have forgotten, right?

That's what the bud grenade said, but I thought it was advantageous that the blame would still be on the other side because the other person forgot. You found the advantage not so convincing, bud grenade laughed at hahahaha and energy weather.

"And if I add, I'm home. He's a football club. If I told you, that guy would carry the prints, right?

That's what I said and looked at the laughing bud grenade, and the advantage looked slightly at me.

After finishing the return trip, the bud grenade takes his bag and stands up in his seat. And I weaved a white blazer that I was taking off over a black white shirt.

"Ha, I'm tired. Langtang-kun is also a work gamber. Bubba."

I only returned "goodbye" in a way that would not be conducive to a leech and waving bud grenade.

And the next day. I look back in favor of footsteps with great speed and momentum. If you look, the bud grenade was running down the hallway. It's also a punishment, but he turns his eyes to the person behind it when he's afraid.

"Lian Yue-kun -"

So I convinced myself of all the advantages. Windy and bud grenade candy. And the punishment for running down the hallway. I made no excuse, but even then, the bud grenades were chased by the wind.

"Nanhara-san, I'll help you"

Advice, in favor of bud grenades carrying prints, speaks out.

"Huh? I didn't bump into you today, did I?

"Because I'm the same officer as him"

"Oh, well. Thanks."

Bud grenade finds out who "he" is in his favor and gives him half of the print. I don't need any help in my favor, but somehow the bud grenade decided to receive a favor in my favor.

"Nanhara-san."

"What?

"I'll help you again."

The advantages were said to be so for some reason. The bud grenade leaned his neck for a while and said, "Is that another matter of decision for me to be punished?" I laugh.

"But thanks. You're counting on me."

"Yes."

The two laughed and climbed the stairs to the file room.