Reiryuu Academy Student Council

The cultural festival closes the curtain. But that's not the end of it.

After the outside world returns, the students will begin the Late Night Festival, the last and most unforgettable evening of the Cultural Festival.

While cleaning up after class, the neighborhood gets a little noisy for that festival.

"Bud grenade. Did you decide who you want to dance with at the Late Night Festival?

While washing dishes, Maiko asks the bud grenade. Bud grenade said "eh" what did you say it looked like? Maiko flaunts her shoulders at the reaction of the bud grenade as expected.

"Find a partner for the Late Night Festival and dance. For example, with someone who changed ties."

Maiko explains, the bud grenade is convinced. The bud grenade nodded yeah, wondering if it was a classic array that is often a TV drama or a girl comic book.

"So, who did you decide to be on the board?

"Why are you only on the board?

'Cause I can't think of anything else.

Maiko tells me, bud grenades laugh bitterly. In fact, no one's invited me like that.

"Ma, I'll watch everyone dance when it overflows."

The bud grenade laughed so much, Maiko looked in trouble. There's no way a boy would let that go as the bud grenade was overflowing with no makeup removed. And moreover, Maiko thought the officer could not have allowed the situation.

After a while the cleanup is over and everyone heads back to the school yard. At the heart of the school yard, the contest commissioner was preparing the campfire.

"Sprout, let's go"

Maiko and a few F group girls speak to the bud grenades standing vodka in the classroom. But the bud grenade turned around and smiled and waved at them.

"I need to talk to you for a second. Go ahead."

Bud Grey said, everyone understood and left the classroom.

The leftover bud grenades will remain on the spot to fulfill their promises this morning. I was also free to stand and wait, and the bud grenades sat in their seats.

I feel somewhere lacking in the classroom landscape that leaves no trace of a cultural festival. I'm sure I don't even feel surprised when they say now, "This past month has been all a dream". Not so much was the thought given by this cultural festival season for bud grenades.

"Nanwon"

As I looked out the window so much and was puzzled by one thought, the voice of the waiting person reached the ear of the bud grenade.

Takimoto-kun, it's late.

The bud grenade laughed at Takimoto, who was near the door with his cheek cane on his desk.

"Sorry, it took me a while to fix the tools"

Takimoto walks over to the bud grenade with a little shortness of breath. That's the only thing Takimoto hastened to tell the bud grenade properly.

In front of the bud grenade, Takimoto sits in Maiko's seat.

The sight I saw a few weeks ago was there again.

"Congratulations, Nanhara, King"

"Yeah. Thanks."

Again to the Blessing Takimoto, the bud grenade honestly showed joy without hesitation. False-free thoughts just overflowed in the bud grenade.

Watching a delightful bud grenade makes even Takimoto happy.

"I knew you were awesome."

"That's not true."

"Don't be modest."

"No, I'm not. 'Cause really, I couldn't be without everyone. King."

bud grenade says with a laugh hahahaha. I'm not going to be humble. It was true that the bud grenade thought so.

Even the opening of the class of stores was certainly best contributed by bud grenades, but that's why I couldn't succeed with bud grenades alone. If the officers hadn't helped us, the bud grenades would never have survived.

King's testimony is the result of coincidence and luck, supported by those around him. That's why the proof could be a lifetime treasure of bud grenades.

The bud grenade looks satisfied.

Seeing such a bud grenade, Takimoto laughed intricately.

You have to give up. Even if I knew that, it wasn't enough thought to cut it off easily. If we meet face to face, our thoughts will only be solicited for the amount we match. That's the conclusion Takimoto made.

"Nanwon"

"Hmm?

Bud Grey replied relaxed and turned his gaze to Takimoto.

"I knew I liked Nanhara."

That's a second confession.

For the first time, the sprouts refused to eat down the waterfall book. Now Takimoto understood that it was all for Maiko. And Takimoto also knew that the answer wouldn't change when I told him again.

"Sorry."

The bud grenade replies clearly. Bud grenades do not show any distressing or expecting bare gestures. Though that may be very ruthless and sucky, the bud grenades didn't say any more words so as not to leave any hope for Takimoto.

"That's all I'm talking about. … go now."

Takimoto tells him so while he leans down. Takimoto didn't do anything to eat it down either.

The sprouts take their seats and keep the classroom door open.

"Nanhara!"

Takimoto called out loud for a bud grenade trying to leave without saying anything as it was. The bud grenade shakes his shoulder vividly and looks back. The bud grenade face I looked back at was very anxious, and the rejection I told you clearly when I ended up looking like that makes no sense either.

"... thanks"

Still, that's why I thought Takimoto still liked bud grenades.

"That's my dialogue...... thank you, Takimoto"

The bud grenade, as usual, laughed and left the classroom behind.

It's noisy outside to refrain from late night festivals.

But the F group that just left one boy was quiet as if it were a different world.

"Ugh......, cum"

The only thing you can hear leaking is the voice of Takimoto, who makes you feel comfortable and weep.

I don't mind if I know. It's pointless in the end to be ready.

In a classroom where no one was, Takimoto turned to the ceiling and sipped his nose.

The Late Night Festival will begin soon. I don't have a dance partner in Waterfall Book that I just smashed balls with. There's no point in going otherwise, but if you don't, the bud grenades will care.

Standing up, Takimoto stopped trying to move forward.

"Uemura"

There was a look of Maiko at the door of the classroom.

Takimoto wonders how long he's been here. But where I found out that doesn't mean anything.

"Bud ho, have you gone yet?

"... oh"

"Yes," replied Takimoto in a small voice.

Silence also arises between Maiko and Takimoto.

Think of it, this is the first time a quiet time has passed between the two of us. Whenever we opened our mouths, we only complained about each other.

"Uemura"

"... what?

"Thanks to you, I made up with Nanhara. Thankful."

Takimoto says thank you to Maiko.

Maiko laughed bitterly at the dialogue, which was not like Takimoto. When Takimoto thanked me, I was filled with embarrassment.

"Takimoto"

But if you say so, now's the only time. Maiko, who thought so, laughed gently at Takimoto. If it doesn't look like Takimoto, I'll just do something that doesn't look like Maiko either.

"I like you."

Maiko says so and laughs gently.

The word was against the rules in Takimoto today. Takimoto wants to go by Maiko, as if he had searched for a replacement for the bud grenade.

But I can't make anyone happy in those places.

"I think I still like Nanahara for a while."

Takimoto returns the words clearly, just like the sprouts. That's how Takimoto could finally notice the gentleness of the bud grenade as well.

I just found out how Maiko feels yesterday. Takimoto's feelings for Maiko are nothing but friends. But I am certain that Maiko is such an important friend to Takimoto that he would never want to let go.

"I know. I mean, I like you because you're such a fool."

"You, do you say stupid or something when you're like this?

'Cause it's true.

That's what I say. We still complain. But I can't stand the smile between the two of us.

"Takimoto, take this"

Maiko untied her ribbon and pressed it against Takimoto's chest. It's like you can throw it away. Just tell me to get it anyway. The behavior sounded like Maiko, and Takimoto laughed.

Don't worry, give it to me.

"Well, I'll tell you when I don't like you anymore, so give it back"

"That's an unscrupulous statement."

Even if Takimoto said it was troublesome, Maiko seemed satisfied and Takimoto had no words to say back.

"Uemura"

But maybe one day this feeling will turn into love.

"Do it"

Takimoto untied his tie and made him hold it in Maiko's hand.

"What? Are you okay?

Maiko says surprised. Takimoto, on the other hand, vomited words in a sigh.

"I'll do it because there's no demand."

Tell me, I realize it's self-inflicted.

Maiko blew out pussy.

"Uemura! You...!

"Thank you, Takimoto"

Maiko laughed happily.

Takimoto only hits his chest a little on such a Maiko smile.

"Let's go, Late Night Festival"

"Don't be prestigious, idiot"

The end of one love turned into a signal for the beginning of a new love.