Reiryuu Academy Student Council

Each and every student at Lilong School is spinning their own stories again without the knowledge of the bud grenades, as the bud grenades student council officers spin their own stories. We all have our own love stories.

"Third place, Miba Sakura"

When her name was called at the Culture Festival ending and the announcement of third place in the Beauty Girls Contest, she, Mikura, was quite surprised.

Two years ago, Lilong's Cultural Festival, her freshman year in high school, Miwa was # 1 in the Beautiful Girls contest. Even when Miba was a sophomore in high school, she was said to be the next cutest student union officer in high school at the time, Shulai Luo.

Most people admitted to being cute about Miba. So...

"Beautiful feather. You're Kazuya's girlfriend from next month."

When Fengya Fan Club executives told her that, Miwa was convinced that Fengya would absolutely like herself.

Miba was also a fan of Fengya. I've always liked Kazuya since I was in elementary school. Feng Ya-kun's girlfriend booking system was created and she had rebelled against it at first, but in the end she booked Mie Han to be Feng Ya's girlfriend when she found out she didn't have a chance to get a look at herself otherwise.

And when Miba's turn came when Miba was a sophomore in high school and Fengya in high school, the season was the next month after the cultural festival ended in winter.

"Nice to meet you, Senior Miwa"

The day we started dating, Fengya smiled and came to see Miba's classroom. That was all I was happy to have someone I loved in front of me and Miba. The period is one month. But by then, I was just talking about making Windy serious.

"Mr. Miwa, I'm here to pick you up."

Fengya came to pick up Miba after the student council gathering each day. But that's not particularly complacent about what I did to her every month.

Fengya always apologized for keeping her waiting until her final drop out of school, but Miwa was happy just because she could be described as Fengya.

I like wind and grace more than anyone else. I only had that confidence.

"Feng Ya-kun, stop being such a senior."

On the way home one day, Miba said that to Fengya. Then Fengya said, "Huh? I said," I was thinking a little.

"So, Miba?

"Looks old."

"No?"

"Yeah, fine."

When Miba laughed, Fengya laughed at me too. Beautiful feathers just fell in love with such a cool breeze all the time.

"Fengya. I'll give you this."

On his lunch break, he went to Fengya's class and Miba handed Fengya the cookies he had made in his cooking internship. Kazuya laughed with real pleasure when she saw the cookies Miba gave her.

"Thank you, Miba"

"You're welcome."

"Thank you, what do you want?

Fengya asks with a smile. Where I could give this kind of attention was the masculinity of Kazuya, and Miba loved it.

"Bye, date. It's so exciting."

"Is that okay?

Kazuya always looks troubled and laughs at Miba for saying cute things.

"Then it'll be easy."

Miwa was thrilled by the confident and answering wind.

When we dated for half a month.

"Feng Ya-kun, when you're with Miba, it sounds like fun."

"You feel more out of your mind than you did with her before, don't you?

When my friend said that to me, Miba was quite happy. Miwa herself somehow felt that Kazuya's heart was right for her.

Beautiful and considerate. The fan child also said that Miba would have no choice. That's how beautiful Miba and Fengya looked like a good couple. Miba believed that she was proud of her cool femininity and that even femininity must think of herself as a proud girlfriend.

I'm not the only one. I keep thinking all the way and finally get it. I felt as if I had become a heroine in a girl comic book.

"Windy, kiss me"

That's what Fengya did to me if I asked for it. Fengya was the ideal man himself for beautiful feathers and always gave me what I wanted for beautiful feathers.

"I like you, Kazuya."

But even if Miba said so, Kazuya would never return "me too". I just always laugh "thank you". I assumed I was thinking too much of that, and Miba pretended not to notice.

But the end was far less than Miba expected.

"Miba, I had a great month of fun"

……

"Thanks"

As usual, with Miba's favorite cool smile, Fengya said so. And the month of Miba and Fengya ended, and Fengya began a one-month contract with another girl.

I'm sure no one will like Fengya.

That's what saved Miba. And as Miba thought, Fengya spent the rest of the month with the girl she signed up with looking like a real loving couple, and soon after a month she broke up.

Time has passed and the season is spring.

One day when Miba was in third grade of high school, the rumor reached Miba's ear as well.

"Hey, did you really say Fengya's girlfriend booking system was gone?

Miba asked a friend who is an executive of a Fengya fan. Then all she had to do was answer, with a very fed up face, "A troublesome woman is stuck with Kazuya".

Concerned about that reply, Miba began to chase after Fengya again. Different buildings spend different grades. Because she would never see each other unless she was conscious, Miba had made sure not to worry about Fengya since she broke up with Fengya. Because when I remembered it, it just made me vain.

And less than a few days later, Miba found what her friend called a 'troublesome woman'.

"Bud Grey! Don't run away!

"Then we have to go after him!

When she first saw the sight, Miba doubted her eyes. That was not the way Miba knew Kazuya.

Not extraordinarily cute, but a really mediocre girl. Fengya was chasing a girl who was not wearing makeup and her uniform was on as prescribed and couldn't catch a glimpse of any effort to polish the woman.

Miba's knowledgeable Kazuya always laughed in a calm atmosphere, disturbing, shouting, laughing in tears, and never showing up like that.

"... no"

Miwa immediately denied what it meant to show. That's not possible. I didn't want another child to be fulfilled by now that I kept believing.

Then Miba unconsciously became concerned about the child. When I found her figure, I kept looking for her faults compared to myself.

"Nanhara-san, I'll help you"

"Thanks for everything."

She talked amicably, not just to the wind, but to the advantage. The child who lets him help without any hesitation in favor of what he was given in punishment, was so visible in the eyes of Miba.

"Nanhara, give this to the chairman of your class."

Give it to me yourself.

"I don't want to get involved with women as much as possible."

"Yeah. So goodbye."

"Nanhara!"

"Ru-chan, Sho Ha-ru - I just want to talk properly. Do you understand me?

"Shu, you're doing something unfounded again."

Calm down, Gejong.

Even though Shotaro, who hates women so much, speaks naturally and has Laila speak affectionately, the child always had a relaxed and proper attitude.

"Bud ho, can you help me with my work tomorrow?

"So I'm not an officer."

"Then will you be an officer?

"I politely refuse"

Either way, Miba couldn't like a girl named Nanahara Shougua, who talked on an equal footing with the longing of everyone, both men and women, and said no to the board seat that everyone wanted so much that they could get their hands out of their throats, just a freak or no greed.

There's no way you can allow a girl who hasn't tried anything to get close to someone you can't get close to no matter how hard they all try.

Then there was the Trump Games some time later, and Miba participated in a nervous breakdown but lost World War II. In the end, it was the bud grenade that won, and that just seemed like an inkling. Because it was like a bud grenade was set up to be an officer.

All the girls around Miba said they didn't like Nanahara bud grenades with all their voices together. But Miwa took that for granted.

And then a while later, before we went on summer vacation.

"That's two grades over there, isn't it?

Miwa, who had something to do with the main building, found a friend heading through the main building to the second grade building. Miwa asked her friend if she needed anything.

"The juniors who are in good shape have to stick around."

"Shoe stash in the classic. How about Miba?

Each of my friends who say it so pleasantly is the same fengya fan as their advantageous fan and Miba. That's all Miwa could tell whose shoes her friends were trying to hide.

"I'm a pass. 'Cause my teacher's calling me a little."

Miba said, clapping her shoulders. I thought hiding shoes was childish, but I'm not going to stop it. I was sorry I could hub you for that.

"Too bad. Then go out with him now, won't you?"

"Don't go too far, okay?

"People are too good for Miba. Bye."

"Yeah, badass"

Miba smiled and waved, twirling and turning, and her eyes rounded.

"Ah."

The girl in front of Miba spoke so loudly, she grinned bitterly. Miba said that the girl she was talking about was right in front of her and couldn't hide her upset.

"Nanhara-san..."

"I'm sorry. It was a passage."

Bud Grey said with a slightly awkward grin. On his return from the student council, the bud grenade held his luggage.

There's no reason for a bud grenade to apologize to Miba. In one way or another, it was Beautiful Wings who had to apologize.

"This way, sorry"

Miba said, the bud grenade waved his hands in front of his chest.

"Uh, never mind. I'm used to it."

The bud grenade didn't look hurt, he said in a tone that was as if he were going to recieve a friend's joke.

I tried to comfort her, but on the contrary, Miba was more concerned with the bud grenade. I didn't mind the bud grenade attitude that seemed to see through all Miwa's thoughts, and Miwa had her mouth open without going through her brain.

"But Nanahara-san can't help it if it's terrible."

"Huh?"

"Because Nanhara-san, the officers like you. If you're sick and tired of it, you just have to get away from all the officers, right? Besides, I think Nanahara-san's personality is also problematic when she likes the opposite sex but not the same sex."

Miba said and regretted it.

This is just mean, it's just lame. But that was the true intent of beauty feathers that would not be false.

The bud grenade grinned bitterly when he saw beautiful feathers that looked like they had chewed up bitter bugs.

"I care a lot about that."

The appearance of the bud grenade seemed a little saggy, and Miba regretted that she shouldn't have said it after all. I said I wanted to hurt you, but I didn't want you to actually hurt me.

"Um, nothing, this is..."

Miwa searched for words to work hard on. But in the end, no words came out.

My teeth are broken and the air gets worse. As I guessed it, the bud grenade stepped out again to leave the spot immediately.

"What, Nanhara? How are you going to get home, huh?

In a hurry to clog the words, Miba asked the bud grenade. By now the shoe of the bud grenade is hidden by a friend's hand. If you're looking for shoes now, Miwa was thinking of helping with the meaning of her earlier apology. But the bud grenade laughed gently, as if I could figure that out.

"It's okay. I told you, I'm used to it."

That's what the bud grenade said and showed Mi Feng one of the bags in his hand. Inside is a sprouted grenade loafer. The bud grenade laughed proudly before her astonishing feathers. It's supposed to be hard, but she really made it look like nothing.

It was the moment when the bud grenade passing beside Mi Feng turned into a strong girl figure, completely different from what Mi Feng imagined.

Then a few days later, Miba stumbled into Kazuya, who was rarely alone, in the outer hallway.

"Ah... Miba. Long time no see."

Miba's heart only slightly lightened to the same way she called it when we were dating. It was the first time the two of us had talked since we broke up.

"Long time no see, Fengya. Did you hear that? You said you no longer have a reservation system? I'm glad I got around to making an appointment early."

When Miba told him like a joke, Fengya laughed with the same troubled face she used to have.

"Hahaha. But don't talk about it."

With his index finger on his mouth, Kazuya winked, as he asked. That look is cool, but I honestly couldn't be happy with the beautiful feathers right now.

"For Nanhara-san?

The name came out of my mouth unexpectedly. The moment I heard it, Fengya's face became steep, and such a face of Fengya was also the first to be seen by Miwa.

"Miba. I don't care how much you do to Mei Han... you'll be angry."

Fengya said with a serious face sometime. Feng Ya will surely never look like that for Mi Feng or for any other girl. I'm sure Fengya only looks like this for that kid.

Fengya really liked Nanhara bud grenades.

"… counterproductive"

"Huh?"

"Stop saying that in front of the other kids, okay?

Miba told him to advise him and left Fengya's former place.

And the results of the Culture Festival's Beautiful Girls contest are announced.

"Second place, Mr. Nanahara Shougura"

When I heard the name, Miba was horrified. I'm sure I wasn't convinced if the other kids' names were called. That's how beautiful the bud grenades were then.

"Miba is cuter!

"Everybody's just surprised that if they put on makeup, they can be cute"

That's how the girls around her comforted Beautiful Wings. But all the women, including Mei Han, want the board to turn around and they always wear makeup because they want to be cute. Bud grenades fought on the same terms, and they just won.

Our own. This is a loss.

I want to be like that kid, but I'm just bumping my frustration about not being. Miwa noticed that.

I saw the late night festival dance, the officers gathering together to dance at the edge of my sight.

When Miba pointed her gaze at you, she was just about to have a pair of bud grenades and fengya dancing.

"buddy, I'm sorry if I stepped on your foot"

"Yeah, I'll have it replaced as soon as I step on it."

"I won't step on you if you die!

Miba chuckled softly.

Seeing this sight, who the hell can say that Nanhara bud grenades are selling Mei? How I saw it doesn't come to that idea. Until now, I've felt like a fool.

"Wow... Nanhara bud ho, I'm dancing with the officers"

"Huh? It shrivels"

Though he's a child with many enemies...

"It's not normal."

I hope he gets it right that some people are there for him. That's how Miba thought.