Reiryuu Academy Student Council

The bud grenade headed to the infirmary, keeping his cheeks in check.

The handkerchief on my cheek is raw and warm. However, there was not so much pain in the wound, and the amount of blood flowing was greatly felt.

Returning to the second grade building, through the front door, the bud grenade reaches the infirmary.

"Excuse me."

The sprouts opened the infirmary door with their empty hands - I looked inside and closed it again. I decided on my mind to go to the infirmary a little later, and the bud grenade returns his heel. But it seems that the people inside still noticed the bud grenade and politely opened the door from the other side.

"Don't wait, buddy."

So he grabbed the bud grenade arm and brought him back to the infirmary.

The bud grenades are taken inside and look around but there is no health doctor. Probably a business trip.

"Are you hurt?

"That way."

The fact that he's in the infirmary means he's injured somewhere, too, or probably not feeling well.

Asked by the bud grenade, he clasped his shoulder.

"Nothing. I had a little headache."

That's what he said, and he returns the box of headache pills to where it was. I don't even realize that the cause of his headache is on me is just a bud grenade.

"So, where did the sprouts get hurt?

"No, especially not a big deal"

"Where?"

The bud grenade tries to delude him, but asks him in a low voice so as to scratch his voice off. I don't believe in the bud grenade's "no big deal" statement.

The gaze of Xu was unnaturally pointed at the cheeks of the handkerchief sprouts, and Xu should have known the answer, even if he no longer had to ask.

"Ha..."

The bud grenade removed the handkerchief from his cheek, as he had been patient.

"... eh"

He looked surprised that his cheeks were wet with blood and that the wound was unexpected. The bud grenade wonders if it's such a terrible wound. On the cheeks of such budding grenades, Xiao reached out.

"Kamiyo-kun, there's blood"

"I don't mind."

The wound is not deep, but not shallow, a long cut of about five centimeters. He touches the cheeks of the bud grenades so as not to touch the wound, but to be sure of the wound properly. The dripping blood had contaminated the beautiful hands of the clam.

"More than that, there's no scratches on my face."

He looked uncut, as if he had been hurt.

Girl's, it also scratched the face of a precious girl. The look on his face is natural, too.

"What's wrong, this"

Xu asked the bud grenade quietly with such a complex expression.

But even the reason for this seemed like a bud grenade, as I know.

"Cat caught me"

"Was there a cat in school?

I know that a miserable lie doesn't work as well as a bud grenade. That's why, fool. Honestly, I'm not going to tell you the truth.

"There won't be any need to shelter..."

Saying so, he takes his hands off the bud grenade cheeks and removes disinfectant and bandages from the shelves.

The words of the poem answer.

After all, he noticed the reason for the bud grenade injury.

"It'll be a little chilling, but be patient"

"Hih..."

Cotton with disinfectant to disinfect bud grenade cheeks. I said a little bit, but the bud grenade cheeks were quite creamy. The pain caused by disinfection was much greater than the pain in the cut itself.

"... budding grenade"

"Hey, to"

My voice clogged because I tolerated the pain and voiced it.

Dump the blood seeping cotton in the trash and place the clean gauze on the affected area. And he said in a gentle voice:

"You don't ask me... for help."

……

In the bud grenade's heart, the word spreads as if it were a sweet temptation.

That's how he was trying to reach out to the bud grenade. It was extremely easy to grab that hand, which is why the bud grenade chose to shake that hand off.

"If you can help me, they won't admit it. If you don't admit it... it means I don't deserve an officer."

The bud grenade laughed with a soft look.

"I want to be a real officer. I want to stick my chest out and stay by everyone's side. So... I won't grab Kamiyo-kun's hand"

The bud grenade looked into his eyes and answered.

I want you to grab this hand. But if I were to grab this hand, that's not bud grenade. The bud grenade that he admits is not the kind of bud grenade in his hand.

"... yes"

Xu hides the sprouts cheek wound with gauze and returns the tool used to the shelf again.

Then he closed the shelf and whispered as he turned his back on the bud grenade.

"Still, if you can't stand it... definitely come to me"

"... yeah, thanks"

The bud grenade, the cheeks treated by the shoots hurt, but I felt just a little warm.

"Ru... what that cheek"

"... Are you hurt?

Bud Grenade smiles bitterly at a question he doesn't know how many times he's been asked that day.

After school, Favor and Lailuo, who came to deliver the student council's work to the bud grenade, looked at the bud grenade cheeks and flashed.

"Ahaha, I'm dodgy -"

That's what Bud Grey says and laughs at. When Maiko and Takimoto asked me, "There was a cat at school and I tried to hold him and he caught my cheek," although a little discomfort would remain, it was a bud grenade that I had created and conveyed a lie like that, but I thought it would not work for the two of us, and I laughed and decided to delude myself.

"Besides, thanks for bringing us both jobs. Yes, this is for yesterday. Give it to Kayo."

The bud grenade handed the USB that had yesterday's finished job in it instead of the USB I got.

The bud grenade easily cut up the topic, but there was also a statement by Fengya, and the gauze covering the left cheek of the bud grenade made Laila and Favorable's face more dangerous.

"What do you say? Student Council. Sounds tough though."

The bud grenade pretended not to see it in the faces of those two.

"It's tough... but it's toughest without Nanahara than that"

Advantage answers with hesitation. That's what I said, and now bud grenades still can't go back to the student council. Still, with this workload, it is true that it is only damaging to the student council that there is no bud grenade that has done the job next to the

And most importantly, the absence of bud grenades is exhausting the spirit of the student council members.

"I'm sorry."

The bud grenade laughed a little sorry.

"Ru... Um"

To such bud grenades, Lailuo speaks. That face was filled with anxiety, and the bud grenade said to soothe it, "What?," he urged gently.

Realizing that, Laila laughs bitterly. I really feel that bud grenades are sensitive kids.

"About Wind...... don't hate him"

Laila told him quietly.

That's the point. You don't have to bother coming by two people just to give them a small interface, there's another reason why the two of them came to the bud grenade. And the sprouts understood the reason in a word of Lailuo.

"... if we could be, we'd be easy on each other."

The bud grenade lays his eyes down.

I can't find a place to bump my anger because I don't like it. We imagine each other hurting each other where we don't know each other. That's what makes both bud grenades and wind elegant extra spicy.

"You two stay by Lotus Moon. 'Cause that guy's gotta be the hardest."

The bud grenade asking for that should be the hardest, but without thinking about anything, the bud grenade worried about the wind.

That's buddy behavior. But now, we both thought it would be advantageous for us to treat ourselves like this.

"Please, Langtang-kun"

"... Nanhara-san"

Even though the speech and smile were the same powerful bud grenades as usual, for some reason its appearance appeared weaker in favorable eyes than usual.

I want to hug him, but he doesn't deserve that right now. The only way we can hurt the bud grenade is to put our hands in it.