Reiryuu Academy Student Council

One morning at 10 a.m., there was a bud grenade under the clock tower in front of the station.

I'm standing alone in the rendezvous spot, but in fact, I'm meeting someone.

But the person still doesn't show up at the scheduled time.

The bud grenades were remembering what happened last night because they had nothing to think about in particular.

"Mother, call me."

Last night, Nanhara's phone rang. Just as the bud grenade was in the dinner order, I had Mariko answer the phone instead.

'Yes, it's Nanhara. Oh, good evening. Yeah...... because I'm already good at flattery.... Yeah, I'm here. Wait a minute. Bud Grey.'

After a pleasant conversation with the caller, Mariko put up her receiver and called for a bud grenade.

Apparently, he called Bud Grey, but even when he heard the other guy, Mariko was just laughing at Niyaniya.

Hello.

Hello, buddy!?

The caller's voice was loud and the bud grenade took the receiver off his face. Fengya, the caller, said, "Long time no see! How are you!? I couldn't see Bud Grey and she was dying!" 'Cause I haven't seen a girl other than Bud Grey! The bud grenade doesn't speak a word, and he keeps talking on his own. I guess I'm pretty excited because it sounds even if I keep my receiver off.

"... So, Lotus Moon. What's wrong with you?

As soon as the voice heard from the receiver calmed down, the bud grenade finally attached the receiver to his ear and asked with a voice in trouble with the wind.

"Oh, yeah. Tomorrow?

"It's there, though. Why? '

I need you to help me with my homework!

"Homework? I've only got about two weeks left for the summer vacation, so I'm working on the tunnel now."

We're not gonna make it! He said he wouldn't let me join the student reunion inn the day after tomorrow if I didn't finish my homework! The ghost... the cunt!

The bud grenade laughed in half when he heard it.

"Yeah, yeah."

"Huh? Really?"

"What's that reaction? I don't have to go. '

"No, no, no, no, no! I didn't think Bud Grey would give me a light ok... I'm really surprised..."

'Well, yes. Where? What time?

"Ah... uh, tomorrow at 10: 00 am in front of the station!

Fengya told him so in high tension. Then I also forgot that the phone is still connected, "Seriously, I'm nervous. I don't know what to do," "I'm going to be too happy to break," "I don't know what I'm going to wear tomorrow," "What kind of clothes will Bud Grey wear," etc., and I said something unintelligible again, and Bud Grey hung up on me while I was stunned.

"Bud Grey, it's a date. Ah."

Mariko says as she nibbles next door. The bud grenade sighed, 'Is this him too...'

And to this day.

Even if I kill my spare time thinking about that, the waiter never shows up.

"Sleeping boy, it's impossible."

It's about Kazuya. If it's a promise to a bud grenade, it's not strange to be at the rendezvous point for about 30 minutes. It's not like I'm complacent. The bud grenades usually thought so.

"Suppose I could think..."

Bud grenades look around.

Isn't it time for a crowd to gather there?

Think so or no, a group of slightly flashy women emerged from the bend at the end of the bud grenade's gaze.

"Uh, that one"

Look at the slightly taller man surrounded by that group, says the bud grenade.

Due to its considerable distance from the place where the bud grenade was located, the bud grenade was convinced that it was not perceived as being windy, but still surrounded by the wind.

"Hey! That wasn't the guy in the magazine the other day!?

"True!

That being said, the women who were a few meters ahead of the bud grenade rush to the gathering of the people.

That's how the crowd grew in strength.

"I guess I'd better pick you up."

You'll be able to bounce off where you went, and just be killed by the gaze of the girls around you where Fengya noticed. But even if we wait all the way here, it'll take about an hour for Fengya to get here. It's no different that it's a waste of time where I've been waiting. The bud grenade thought a little and said "OK" and moved from under the clock tower.

"Sorry! Will you let me through?

At the center of the crowd, Fengya even bowed her head to the girls around her.

"Yep! 'Cause Kazuya always says you're busy, lately. You played so much last year. No."

"Eh, I'm really busy this year..."

"You're working on a model part time in the short term, huh? I know. I'm checking it out properly. But being here today means it's off, and you can play with us."

"Eh! It's me!

"Me!!

"No, you know..."

A familiar sight is taking place in the heart of the city. Fengya is a troubled face, but I won't say no strongly. That's what's good and bad about him.

I still don't notice the wind elegance in the bud grenades at the rear of the crowd. "Feng Ya-kun, look at me," he said, wanting to scratch whether it was Idol live.

Around and beginning to think it was funny in a way, the bud grenade sounded pleasantly loud as the wind rallied.

"I have an important promise to make now..."

"Windy, come here quickly."

I'll say it dispersed around me.

Of course you can't possibly notice. That's what I thought.

"Oh, but... buddy!?

Fengya shouted in a chirping manner that she couldn't believe it.

The girls around me are like, "Who's a bud grenade?," Bud Grey himself did not know why he noticed, and was flat.

"Oh, there he is!

Fengya, who finally pulled the crowd together and found the bud grenade, turned a completely different, undivided, full grin. Probably a grin that spilled unconsciously when I saw the bud grenade.

Fengya grabbed the hand of the bud grenade before everyone's attention turned to the bud grenade.

"I'm sorry, buddy! Run!"

"Yeah, Ma. It's easier to do that."

The bud grenade ran through the city thoughtfully as he said so in swallowing and caught his hand by the wind.

Fengya curved suddenly around the corner and wrapped the fan child around her. I met him and made him minutes, and the bud grenade ran out of breath, and Fengya looked really sorry.

"If I were to look like that, I should have disguised myself and met you somewhere discreet."

"Because the..."

The bud grenade snapped his neck when he saw the wind talking badly with his teeth cut. I couldn't stand the wind when I saw such a bud grenade, and I said Boso while hiding my reddish face.

"Meet me under the clock tower... because it sounds like a date..."

"But you've met the other kids over there, haven't you?

If you just want to try something daty, you should have had enough with the kid you dated before, even if it wasn't a bud grenade. You won't even have to bother dealing with bud grenades today. Such words of pure bud grenade stabbed a sharp thorn in the heart of the wind elegance. Said Fengya dropped her shoulder and began to mourn as she gave out a very shady aura.

"Bud Grey...... don't say that. Truth is, buddy, when you tell me, I can't get back on my feet."

"Huh?"

"I wanted to try something that looked like a date with a buddy!

That's what Kazuya said out loud, "Ah, I'm not cool!" and began to face each other alone.

Why does Fengya stick to bud grenades? I'm not sure about that bud grenade, but anyway, the wind is very interesting right now.

The bud grenade laughed and pulled the hem of Fengya's clothes.

"Go?

The bud grenades are shorter than the wind. That's why when I talk without consciousness, I get upside down.

"... buddy. It... from destructive sucks"

"Huh?"

"No, yeah. Nothing."

Fengya says so, so the bud grenade starts walking to the library with Sassa.

Lotus Moon, hurry up.

Called by the bud grenade, Fengya gave her a hack face as she remembered.

"Hey, buddy."

"Hmm?

"Did you just call me by my name?

"Uh, yeah. They're all calling me, so I called them confused."

When the bud grenade affirmed, Fengya let his eyes shine more.

I have a bad feeling.

Fengya grabbed the hand of the bud grenade while she thought so too.

"Call me again!

"Yeah. I thought I'd say that somehow. Hardly..."

"Please!"

Fengya joins her hands and asks for a bud grenade. The bud grenade was thinking about being out of focus, wondering if he liked being called by that name. It's not an actual favor or anything, such as calling names. It's easy.

The bud grenade acknowledged it with one sigh and mouthed its name.

"Er... Wind Yakun"

There was something embarrassing about calling it conscious. Seeing a little sprouting grenade, Fengya laid her hands on her mouth and leaned down.

…… Uh, uh, uh. Yeah, this is no good. Sprout, I knew you'd keep calling me by my last name. "

"What? Uh... yeah"

"Okay," replied the bud grenade, leaving the right mark on his head.

Meanwhile, as he leaves the corner, Kazuya whines about his noisy worries: "Me, I think I'll have it till the end of the day..."

And the two headed straight to the library.