Reiryuu Academy Student Council

At the end of his breakfast, the bud grenades are taken by merit to his favorable mother's room. Today yesterday, it's hard to talk to merit. Above all, every time I see merit, what I hear from advantages this morning, I get stuck in my head.

I still couldn't imagine a bud grenade, such as the merit of always laughing innocently.

"... Nanhara-san"

"Oh, yeah?

"This is my mother's room."

While I was thinking about it, I was getting to where I wanted to be.

Pulling the handicap door, my mother sits in a beautiful position in favor of the front and lights tea on hand. Seeing that appearance, Utility panicked and said, "Excuse me," trying to close the door.

"It's okay, utility. Mr. Bud Grey goes inside, too."

Though I wondered if it would stand in the way of the dots, the bud grenade and merit went into the room, as my favored mother put it.

The atmosphere of my favored mother is completely different from when I met her at breakfast.

In a tranquil space. Silently, bud grenades and merit watched her light the tea, jizzy and silent.

"Go ahead."

An advantageous mother puts the tea bowl in the front of the bud grenade with a beautiful smile.

"Mother...?

Utility looked suspicious. She only prepared light tea for the sprouts. It even seems as if we're going to try the bud grenade method. However, the advantageous mother has not taught the bud grenades how to get tea. Utility exhaled lightly that it was something that was barely helpless.

Whilst Utility was thinking of that, the bud grenade looked at the light tea lit by her favored mother for a little while.

Taking a sigh of relief as he perceived the intentions of his advantageous mother, the bud grenade gradually greets his advantageous mother, turning with his right hand and now saying "I'll take it first" to merit.

"... eh"

Utility inadvertently leaks his voice in surprise at the action of the bud grenade.

Without responding to that voice, however, the bud grenade returned a greeting to his favoured mother, "I'll have it up front," as it stood.

Put the tea bowl placed in front of you in the hand of the person holding it. Lifting the tea bowl with his hands on it, the bud grenade lowered his head gently.

Even though I wasn't taught, bud grenades don't show any confusion about the manipulation.

In the gaze of his meritorious and advantageous mother, the bud grenade turned the tea bowl twice and drank all the contents, placing the empty tea bowl twice on the tatami in the opposite direction from earlier.

It's all over and the bud grenade stares back at her favorable mother.

Seeing a series of budding grenade movements, Utility gazed, and the favored mother sitting in front of her narrowed her eyes.

"Just like the model, surprise"

The favorable mother's words also expressed her thoughts of merit.

"Once upon a time, it was a little twisted."

Bud grenades say with a kelloggy face.

All she said was that her favorable mother couldn't handle such a bud grenade reaction, and she sprang up and started laughing.

I know that the bud grenade is not as favorable to a human as it is to be "a little". This is all the more so if that mould is exactly the 'as it is' method, without distinctive genre features.

Assuming you are really aware of the practice to the extent of 'a little twisted', it is something that entertains a favorable mother, too, with the generosity of a bud grenade who gave a dignified thank you in front of the tea ceremonial wife.

"I'm still immature in tea ceremonies because I specialize in Huado, and I can't tap a light mouth, so I'm not going to pursue it. Satisfied to see such a face of merit"

My mother gave me back my credit for pointing it out. And I see about the bud grenade with a slightly puzzled face.

"You're funnier than I expected. I would recommend you as a favorable wife candidate."

"Not at all."

The bud grenade refuses basically, and the advantageous mother laughs with pleasure. These places look just like favorable grandfathers, and I feel like parents and children.

"Um, Mother"

"What?"

"Why did you even bother calling me?"

In a questioning of merit, my mother put it in front of a bud grenade by holding hands with a pong and removing a crate about 50 cm long and 50 cm wide from the entry behind her.

"I was hoping to get Mr. Bud Grey to wear this"

"Huh."

Coming out of the crate is a lovely peachy red belt yukata.

Suddenly when the bud grenade rounded his eyes wondering what to say, his advantageous mother answered the bud grenade as it was.

"Tonight is the last fireworks show of the year. Officers, I was there last year, so I thought I'd be there again this year. So, just now, I was trying to remind Mr. Bud Grey that he had one yukata that looked good on him. I need you to help me get dressed for merit."

Without any reason to go against my favorable mother's suggestion, the bud grenades were to wear that yukata.

"Utility, tie it up there"

"Yes."

There are two voices around my body. The bud grenade just stands. As the bud grenade was boggling, my advantageous mother spoke to the bud grenade.

"Mr. Sprout, could you possibly wear it yourself?

"How about that?"

The bud grenade clouded the words. In fact, I can wear it. But I don't know if I can clean it because I haven't been here in years. Above all, it was hard to make a light affirmation in front of the two of us right now with the state we are currently dressed in.

"But it's been a really long time. Put on your yukata."

"Oh, is Mr. Bud Grey a pie going to the festival in private clothes?

"I don't have anything else to hold... but clearly, it's been about five years since I've been to the festival."

To the words of the bud grenade, the favored mother raised her voice intrigued.

"Why? Mr. Bud Grey, aren't you going to be forced to take me if you say no?

"What kind of image? It."

Bud grenades say with a troubled face.

"I used to go with my brother, but he had friends... and I started going with those kids, and that's why I just didn't go because I didn't have anyone to go with."

"Huh..."

It was a feat to react first to the words of the bud grenade. Bud grenades and gaze intertwined, Utility quickly turned a blind eye.

"Bud ho, you seem like you have a lot of friends"

"Not at all. 'Cause it's so strange now."

"Heh, what a surprise, huh?

"Is that it?

The bud grenade grinned bitterly. I just looked at her and stared at her, saying that merit was incredible in what Bud Grey said.

And the favorable mother knots the bud grenade bands cuddly and wears them out.

"Perfect while I am"

When she saw the sprouts in yukata, she said satisfactorily. Hear that word and look in the mirror where the bud grenade also shows his whole body beside him. The wearing is perfect, as she said, but I didn't know for myself if it suited me. I honestly think it would be better to wear it to merit than myself.

"Why don't I show you all, buddy? You'll be delighted."

I still tried to take it off, bud grenade, but "show it to me," again, my favored mother strongly told me, leaving the room reluctantly in yukata.

Only merit and mother remain in the room. I thought there would be no more errands, and the utility tried to leave the room in a courtesy to my mother.

"Merit."

"... what is it?

Utility slowly looked back and looked at his own mother, still laughing with pleasure, in a way that seemed suspicious.

"I heard from both my advantages and my father that he was a good boy, so Mr. Bud Grey was wearing a cat... I thought he must be a kid with a lot of friends. Mr.Bud, don't you think it's completely different from what I imagined when I heard you talk?

"... eh"

"Prejudice narrows people's horizons considerably, doesn't it?

"... excuse me"

Utility stood up looking like he had chewed up a bitter bug. And without answering my mother's question, I leave the room in a hurry. My mother sighed loudly when she saw her daughter like that.

The bud grenade walking down the hallway was stifling every time he was seen wandering off against the disciples and helpers of the Langtang family, making it harder for him to look.

"That, bud grenade...... bud grenade!?

He was called twice for some reason when he was leaning down and walking. Besides, the second time, my voice was quite inverted.

When the bud grenade raised his face, the Lord of Voices - Fengya ran over to the bud grenade.

"Ah, Lotus Moon. Just now."

"Sprouts, that outfit -"

"Yeah. Don't say it again because I know it doesn't look good on you. Don't worry, I'll take it off if I show it to everyone."

The bud grenade answers quickly blocking the words of Fengya. Fengya hastily disagrees with such bud grenade opinions.

"You look great, and wear it. But why all of a sudden?

"Because Langtang-kun's mother has a festival today."

"Oh, my God!... a good place, Kuhn!

Fengya looks behind the bud grenade and waves. The bud grenade shook Pickle's shoulder at the name Fengya called it.

He came all the way to the bud grenade and the wind, and frowned for a moment at the appearance of the bud grenade, and immediately glanced at the wind.

"... what's the matter, Fengya? You want a job?

"Khun Khun, don't be like that. Shotaro-kun fucked me too much today."

Windy tells with half a cry. He laughed lightly and said, "So?," he continued his conversation with grace.

It's a festival today.

"Sounds like it."

"We went there last year, and we'll go again this year. I'm wearing a yukata because of you, too."

Fengya pulls the bud grenade arm and pulls it closer to herself. Into his sight, the bud grenade obviously distracted his gaze. Now that I know it, he turned his back on the two of them with a slightly sad face.

"You can go."

"What about Kung Kun?

"I'll stay here because I have something to do. I'll see you later."

He tells him so and walks down the hallway with Stasta.

"Khun Khun, that's weird... Hey, buddy..."

Fengya asks Bud Grey for his consent, but closes his mouth.

I couldn't tell you anything when I saw the bud grenade look nagging and complicated.

"... Oh, Lotus Moon. Did I say something?

"Yeah, nothing"

Fengya laughed nicely. I found myself laughing in a way that I couldn't even do. Besides, I knew Fengya couldn't possibly not notice the sprouts. Fengya grinned bitterly that the bud grenade was looking up at herself sorry.

"Sorry, Shotaro Kung was so mad at me, I felt blue. Did you show that outfit to someone else?

"Yeah, not yet"

"Then I'm number one. Lucky!"

Fengya laughed with real pleasure just that. Bud grenades also chuckle at such an innocent look of wind.

"You're gonna show it to everyone, right? I think we're all in our own room."

"Yeah. Thanks"

That's what Bud Grey said and, as Fengya put it, headed to the other officers' rooms.

Fengya waved until she couldn't see the bud grenade walking down the hallway. Finished shaking hands, Fengya stares jizzily and gets a ha-ha-ha dry laugh.

"What's number one, me. Such a stiff..."

Squeeze your forehead.

I don't want you to worry about other men...

For the first time in my life, I felt sorry for myself and still couldn't do anything about it. My teeth itched, and all sorts of thoughts overflowed my windy heart.