Reiryuu Academy Student Council

Lunch break, as usual, bud grenades and Maiko have lunch together.

"Sprouts...... that's all for lunch?

Seeing the contents of the bud grenade lunch box, Maiko asked like that.

It looks like a delicious lunch box as always, but I felt the amount was less than before.

Five dishes and rice are usually served. But today there are only two dishes and one small rice balls.

Not all of a sudden. It was slowly becoming less and I was somehow feeling it, Maiko, but just so little that I accidentally uttered it today.

"Haha, try a diet - come on"

"Just fine, right? What are you gonna do about losing weight?"

"No, no, the invisibility is amazing."

That's how the bud grenade said it, pounding his own stomach. Seeing that, it didn't seem to Maiko that the bud grenades needed a diet.

"Stop it, you're gonna lose my lunch"

A waterfall book that emerged from behind such a bud grenade crumbles like trouble. He's always a waterfall book that stumbles on about one dish from a bud grenade lunch box, but he just didn't think to steal anything from today's bud grenade lunch box.

"I'm sorry. Then I have to make it for stuffing."

Eat less lunch slowly. In anticipation of Maiko finishing his dinner, the bud grenade also finished his last bite.

"Welcome -"

"Welcome......" Bud grenade. Where are you going?

The bud grenade who fixed his lunch box slowly rose to his seat. Bud grenades smile the same as usual at Maiko tilting his neck.

"Dr. Matsuda (...) is calling me"

There was something missing about the student council without buds.

Six months ago, a student council without bud grenades was normal, and there was no such thing as a disability, but now I felt like a student council lacked something important just because bud grenades didn't show their faces.

"Divine Generation"

At present, Shotaro and I are working together in the Student Council Room. Lunch break is not particularly obligatory to come to the student council. That's just the chairman and vice chairman, and the two of them come all the way over for lunch break to work.

I don't finish the interview, so I don't make progress with the student council work either. The bud grenade hasn't come home either. It's an annoying endeavor for the student council, so everyone on the board wants to finish this interview quickly. But it doesn't work, and it just prolongs as if to keep the bud grenades away.

"What?

While running a pen on the material at hand, Xuan reacts to Shotaro's words.

I'm talking about Nanhara.

"... oh"

"Yesterday, they were throwing stones at me face-to-face"

The pen stops perfectly on the words.

"... I didn't hit it"

Shotaro seems to be the one to put the heart behind him and say it. Thanks to this, however, I felt like I was getting tired.

Being able to throw a stone is a problem in itself, but not hitting it is a huge difference.

"... Of course, you found the student who threw it, didn't you?

"I couldn't find him because I couldn't see his face. Only female students, I'm sure."

"Then..."

"I just asked around and now most of the female students at school would be suspects"

Shotaro's words silenced him.

Seeing how Fengya was doing, Xuan and Shotaro noticed that the school was looking strange. Board believer female students - especially wind fans - have a different air to wrap up.

"I passed by yesterday and I don't think that would happen by chance. Probably not the first time."

The first time can't happen that conveniently. It is reasonable that what happened many times happened yesterday when Shotaro called through.

As he feared in that incident at the Cultural Festival, the seeds sown throughout the school were beginning to bud simultaneously.

"... it's easy to intervene. But if we move, which is the cause... stimulate and counteract."

Saying so, he rolled the pen on his desk, and tried to hold his tired eyes, and also sat down on the back of the chair.

"Ha... how can you be so angry"

"Is Lotus Moon okay, with that"

Shotaro asks. No matter how much you complain, Shotaro is the same person worried about Fengya.

"There's nothing good about it.... without realizing anything, though it might have been easier to handle if I was stupid enough to go see a bud grenade"

It is feisty to notice the anomaly around you earlier than anyone else.

And he picked the best for himself, away from the bud grenade. That is not the will to change where the cunt has spoken.

"You're just gonna keep your mouth shut and watch?

"You're not kidding, are you?"

It is difficult to read his thoughts from the face of the man who tells you so. There's no way you can just watch a bud get hurt. Of course Shotaro can't do it. However, as Tsubaki said to herself, sheltering the sprouts can only hurt her.

Still...

"If you want a bud grenade, I'll do anything."

The voice sounds quietly in the room.

"Here, right?"

Coming behind the third gymnasium, the bud grenades look around. A third gymnasium with few uses, plus not many people would come behind it.

I told Maiko that Dr. Matsuda called me, but I really don't. The sprouts removed the paper that was in the desk this morning from the blazer's pocket.

"Come behind the Third Gymnasium at 13: 00."

That's what the paper said in red letters. It is obvious that it is not a good story. However, the bud grenade came to the place indicated at 13: 00 as the letter said, because he well understood in his life experience that if he ignored this kind of thing, it would be an extra hassle.

"Ah, there he is."

When the bud grenade fixes the paper in his pocket, he hears such a voice from before and five female students show up before the bud grenade. Faces that you often see in the same grade building, two and the other three don't see much. Either way, she's a girl who's often around the wind.

"Hello......"

I didn't know what to say and the bud grenade said such a greeting that it didn't look good on the field. Of course, there's no way I get a greeting back.

"Are you sure you're here? Bacca."

One of the group says, but if he didn't come, he wouldn't have come. Complaining is visible. The bud grenade salarily recieved the word.

"Um, what can I do for you...?

Bud Grey asked after wondering if he should ask. I probably wouldn't have to bother to ask, but I wanted to finish the conversation as soon as possible.

Then, the female students laughed niggardly and grabbed the bud grenade arm so that two of the same graders wouldn't get away from here. The bud grenade rounds his eyes for sudden action.

"Hey... you. Come on, you haven't been to the student council, have you?

"Uh, well... yeah, right"

The bud grenade replies. Then one of the three, who would be an upper class student, grabbed a bud grenade forehead.

"Yikes......"

"So why don't you just leave the student council alone?

The bud grenade narrows his eyes to the word. My forehead is pulled and my hairline causes plain pain.

"I don't like it... Ugh!

When I heard the bud grenade reply, another upper classmate now stepped on the bud grenade's foot. Besides, it's a loafer over there, against a bud grenade in upper wear. Still, the bud grenade face is distorted due to the tremendous momentum being stepped on.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you."

Says the female student with a deliberate grin. You seem to have given me another chance to answer, but even bud grenades can't pull all this off.

"I don't like it. I won't quit the student council."

Bud grenades look into the other person's eyes and say firmly, without fear. But such bud grenade words and actions just stroke the other person's mind. Hearing the bud grenade reply, the upper classmate's face in front of him collapses uncomfortably. You will never show it to the wind or the board, that face is their face.

"I'm busy, skank."

"-!"

That's what the female student pulling the bud grenade's forehead said, and now she kicked the bud grenade snake into her mind. A cry of unspoken sorrow spills out of the bud grenade. Even now I want to hold the snake and hold the pain, but the bud grenade arm is restrained and it doesn't even come true.

"Fengya isn't the only one, the officers are really annoying! To have you by your side!

"If you hadn't pulled your leg, King would have been Kamiyo-kun this year! Keep up with the kindness of the officers, what a king!

"You're not matching the officers! Can't you see that?

I don't go along with officers...

How many times have you heard that word bud grenade?

"I know. Until six months ago, Nanhara bud grenades were… never matched."

Average mediocre, bud grenades continued to keep their normal grades as unnatural. But that's just the way it was in the past.

"Now I... I'm going to work so hard that I can't beat everyone"

I've never made a decision in half my mind. It took a lot of preparation in the bud grenade, both to get serious and to stop pulling my hands out. Still, I did so to protect the precious place I found.

"So... I won't quit the student council"

The words of the bud grenade are correct and unclean.

That's why you can only scratch your opponent with big thorns in front of your dirty mind.

"Sounds great...... Huh!

The hand the upper classmate shook up hits the bud grenade cheek.

Bouncing back into the gym building, the sound sounded slightly louder.

Galli

Because she resisted poorly, the female student's long nails devoured deeply into the bud grenade cheeks, making sure to tear the white cheeks to leave a scratch.

"... eh"

There was more blood coming from the bud grenade cheeks than I expected, and the two of you in the same grade just thought it was bad enough to let go of the bud grenade arm.

"Wow, there's blood on my nails... disgusting"

The female student who scratched the bud grenade cheek worries herself that much, and the surrounding area worries the female student. Encouraged me to wash my hands quickly, and thanks to it, this place seemed to leave me.

"But... Nanhara Bud Grenade"

But that's not the end of it.

"Of course Wind Yakun... if you're not going to leave the board, I'm sorry about this"

Leaving that behind, the female students returned to the school building.

The bud grenade removes the handkerchief from the skirt's pocket in order to reduce the blood flowing from his cheeks.

From that pocket, a single photograph fell out of a scissor with a handkerchief removed. That's an important one I got from Lailuo.

- Later night festival, photos taken with all the officers.

The bud grenade picked up the picture and looked at it.

Rin as usual.

Shotaro turns elsewhere to blur.

Still a faint facial advantage.

Camero smiles adorably.

And - the wind and elegance holding onto the bud grenades.

In the photo, on the face of a bud grenade laughing with pleasure, blood dripping from his cheeks.

That felt as if it were some kind of allusion, and the bud grenade hurried to wipe that blood and wrap the picture in his pocket.