Reiryuu Academy Student Council

That is the residence of the president of Lilong School.

That's just the mammoth school board president, and the house is big enough not to take a pull to the Langtang family. There were sprouts in one of the rooms.

"Sorry about earlier in the morning"

"I don't mind. Last night, he called me on purpose, so it wasn't sudden."

That's what the president of the board in front of the bud grenade said and gently chuckled at the bud grenade. Year after year, its face is engraved with a number of deep wrinkles.

Early in the morning enough for the chickens to start ringing, the bud grenades were visiting the president's house. Normally, it's a very annoying behavior, but I have a phone call to tell you about it last night.

"So what do you use King's privileges for?

The president asks the bud grenade intrigued.

The bud grenade came here now only to tell it and get permission.

"Recommend to T University? Or a test waiver? They all have the title of student council officer, which I don't think you need."

The president overlaps words in an exciting way. The president is right, with the title Student Council Officer at Lilong School, you can afford college recommendations, and if you have the strength to be an officer, you shouldn't have to exempt yourself from testing.

"Yes. So I..."

The president rounds his eyes to the wish that the bud grenade has spoken. And immediately frowned.

"Are you serious?

"Yes."

"Do you need to do that?

"If you don't, you shouldn't."

The bud grenade's face was serious and it was also communicated to the president that he was unwilling to withdraw that wish.

"Really? Okay, I'll report back to the school later. But...... you're not going to use King's privilege for his personal gain, not for your own good, not for the sake of God's chairman?

Says the president in a dismal tone. But the bud grenade laughed cously at such a dialogue of the president of the board.

"This wish... is enough, private lust."

I am not convinced by the bud grenade reply and the president still looks in trouble.

"Nevertheless, I really just became an officer these days, and it feels like you've always been an officer."

"Huh...?

"I've never even heard of you before, and I don't know how many times I've heard your name in the past year. Well, there have been times when you have caused me trouble defying that Qin Zao..."

The president says in a slightly bitter way. At that time, the president was very much in favour of letting the bud grenades go to La Faust School.

But now I am glad that the President of the Council did not.

(10) The fact that he won and became an officer at the Trump Games held using King's privileges, the fact that he became a full score chief in the tests, the fact that he became a useful actor in achieving two consecutive grades at the sports festival, the fact that he was solicited by La Faust School, and the fact that he became King at the cultural festival were all accomplished by Nanahara Bud Grey.

"Now, what are you going to do... that's going to be my old pleasure"

That's what the president says and laughs at.

The bud grenade laughed gladly, as he was sure of something when he heard the President's words.

Changed to Lilong School.

The F-set door is tightly closed.

Here's what the e-mail sent to the board last night.

"Early tomorrow morning, f-group"

In that context alone, all the officers understood what they were supposed to do.

As communicated, each of the officers who came to Group F at the same time as the guards unlocked the gate predicted who was coming and what they were doing, and were on placement.

And in the meantime, a series of events happened.

"Because Nanhara bud grenades are bad!

Yes, the moment the female student screamed, her advantage moved ahead of everyone else. It was advantageous to grab the female student's shoulder and push it against the wall to pop it.

"... I'm not kidding. Is that all you can say when you open your mouth?

"Huh..."

Female students are frightened by the stabbing gaze in their favor. The force exerted on her shoulders is strong enough for her bones to snap. The hand holding the wooden knife is trembling. It is not due to fear or fear. I just don't know how to add or subtract power.

"If there's something wrong with Nanhara, be specific. I'll deny it all from the ground up. Should I elaborate on your ugliness?

Shotaro says the words calmly. His job is the last post-processing. I didn't even want to see them in silence until it was all over, not in their role to catch up with the faithful, but still turn on the divisive rhetoric.

"... eh"

"All of it - blame it on you, and you're satisfied with it? Really... I can't. Even elementary school kids don't say that they're not bad at all."

Stay out of the door, says Lailuo. Unlike the usual feminine high voice, a masculine low voice spilled out of Lailuo's mouth.

"You can only say that, Ru - it's out of the question to accuse me of you. You work so well that you don't like bad wisdom, you're crazy."

It doesn't matter anymore that I'm an upper class student. The officers were not the ones who could have done so much as had the respect to pay such an ugly imitation.

"Huh, windy...... help me"

The female student, who has not been grasped advantageously, turns her face bright blue and turns around about the wind and elegance when she is a broken doll with screws. My friend in front of me is still about to be beaten up in his favor, and the other two are in a state where he's snapped to the floor.

"This, Kazuya, does, can't be"

……

Fengya says nothing.

Their ideal femininity was always supposed to shelter them. Give them what they want to say and do. It was supposed to be streamlined.

But now, Fengya does nothing.

"Oh no, Kazuya... because Kazuya..."

That's what I say. A female student clings to the wind.

"Excuse me. I'm not who you think I am."

Fengya doesn't reach out to female students. I won't even touch it. I just look spicy at a female student clinging to me.

"... I don't have a doll anymore that my seniors believe in."

Fengya cut everything off. Now that I've changed my own address and erased all my fan addresses, there's nothing to tie the wind to.

"Don't hurt Bud Grey any more. Please... listen to me for the last time."

Although they are unforgivable, there are a few and elegant reasons why they acted like this. That's why Fengya looks like that.

Something about the female students collapsed into Fengya's answer.

The female student, who was supposed to cling to the wind, finally let go of that hand, crouched down and began to whine over and over again as if she were a machine: "Lie, lie... lie".

"... Ha"

Female students, who were being grasped advantageously, were beginning to lose track of one thought to emotions where shame, fear and anger were mixed. After excessive emotion, the female student even smiles on its face.

"What's wrong with you?"

Advantages narrow your eyes. In front of him like that, the female student spilled a nigga and a grin.

"An officer does this... let alone doesn't"

The female student's words raise an eyebrow.

"Everybody's, idol, okay? I'll tell you all about it, okay? It's a terrible thing, it's all gone, and then, guys, it's gone, right?

The female student's voice echoes in the classroom. Even the furthest Shotaro could hear the words properly.

Officer believers sell officers. That's exactly what she said. Get to the point of a funny word. It was like they were clowning.

"Officers are, of all people, popular. So, okay? There's nothing wrong with that kid, even if he's not an officer. Think calmly. Our presence on the board is absolutely necessary..."

Before a female student finishes saying all the words, she withdraws her advantage from the female student.

"On behalf of God, what the hell..."

He tries to complain, advantageously, but closes his mouth the moment he sees his face. The now-days haunted the air so that even the switched advantages would shut up.

"Take a break from jokes."

At the same time, she pulled her long hair and drew it towards herself.

"You can say it all.... if it's something you can say. You know exactly what I mean? When you talk about us, everything you've done in the end just brightens up. If you want to shove us down, you can do so. I don't care what you do. [M] There's not a single guy with a face that falls like that."

The corner of the mouth is raised. But the reddish eyes aren't laughing at all.

Some board fans purely admire and respect board members. The truth is, there are more people there. There are exceptions, but that's exactly what all board fans are all about. Still, it's just jealousy to think of a bud grenade as an inch, and I'm not in action because I know that.

That's what's normal.

Nevertheless, some believers (and still have a certain number of people) are thus collectively acting in the form of fan clubs and in groups. And it crushes a specific person in a group.

"To justify ourselves, we even built a fan club to increase the number of people...... so what did we get? Are you willing to go as far as doubting your personality for a good thing that bud grenades don't say, and seriously say that all the bad things are bud grenades? I wonder how far we'll be if we put ourselves on the shelf."

Xu makes the female student slip her hair, moves her hand and grabs her head. And I tried to hit the class bulletin board and push the female student.

"Yikes...... Huh!

The grabbed head hits the frame of the bulletin board, making a gushing and painful noise. The female student's face was also distorted by pain.

"Ouch? But, you know, this isn't the kind of pain you guys put in the bud grenade."

That said, it touches the shoulder of the monkey.

I can't give back the pain of the bud grenade no matter how. Still, I'll try to return the pain as close as I can get.

He takes his hand off the female student and takes a step back.

Advantageously with a wooden knife, that girl student also turns off her grin. But I can't move my trembling body anymore.

"No, Blue Tang, no, no!

"Ugly."

"... Oh, stop, Langtang-kun"

The next voice I heard, very calm and sober, stopped the advantageous wooden knife I shook up there.

Laila looks back behind herself in panic. Both Shotaro and Fengya turned their eyes to the person standing behind Luo, in the hallway in front of the door, and solidified.

"Nanhara... you..."

"Ru, why..."

You've been running, the person there - Nanhara Bud Grenade was breathing on his shoulder.

"Bud Grey......"

With a crying face, Fengya looked at the bud grenade.

"Nanhara......"

My head gets cold at once. Advantage, too, has already returned to its usual appearance.

Officers all lose their say in the appearance of bud grenades that are nothing else.

Only one person, hoping it wouldn't, wouldn't look at the bud grenade only the one who expected the bud grenade to come in a corner of his head.

And from his advantageous hand, which remained solidified, he took the wooden knife.

"Or Kamiyo-kun!

A shout out in favor of his actions. But before that, a girl ran through the classroom.

"... eh"

The wooden knife that is swung down again can now be stopped by the girl's own hand. The bud grenade enters between the pupil and the pupil and grabs the arm of the pupil.

"Let go, bud grenade"

"No."

"... eh"

The power of the bud grenade is no match for that of the bamboo. Xu waves down the wooden knife while his arm is grabbed by the bud grenade. The track was off and only the vain sound of a wooden knife being slammed to the floor echoed in the classroom.

"Why... stop?"

The bamboo stares at the sprouts. However, any thorns are removed from the sharp gaze the moment they capture the appearance of the bud grenade.

"But if you don't, I can't forgive you."

So he hoped that the bud grenade would not come.

"Do you think Kamiyo-kun will wave it down to this guy and I won't get hurt?

None of the officers have a single voice in the words of the bud grenade, including the jaws. Bud grenades don't want this to happen. Bud grenades know that they have already defiled their hands because of themselves. So bud grenades must be stopped on this spot now.

"There's no end to this."

Bud grenades say to everyone.

The language of bud grenades is true and grows into thick stems for as much as it crushes, no matter how bud it crushes. Without convincing the board followers, slapping them headless doesn't change anything. Even if Shotaro's hypnotic guidance allowed him to suppress every heart, that's not true.

It wasn't bud grenades, it was what we all knew best.

"Still, if Kamiyo-kun says you can't forgive yourself, you have to forgive me for stopping you"

And the sprouts know that they can't do it.

I have no words to return to you. The graciousness of the bud grenade has been lost.

Understanding that things had settled down once, the female student behind the bud grenade swept to the bud grenade in front of her with a plundering voice.

"... ku, kusu, la,."

……

"Yes, but... after all, good boy, I'm from the beginning"

"I don't mind lying"

To senior women who now seek help from the bud grenades, the bud grenades turn a chilling gaze, the opposite of what was being directed at the officers.

"Don't rush to muster the compliments you never thought you would. You don't have to do that, because you're not going to do it again."

"Bud grenade...... Huh!

Officers speak unexpectedly to the words of the bud grenade. The female student in front of her only gave her a little mouth angle when she heard the bud grenade.

"Yes..."

The female student's hand reaches toward the bud grenade. But the bud grenade backed half a step to avoid it. The cold eyes of the bud grenade were pleading "don't touch it".

The female student looks up at the bud grenade with a face she said she didn't understand the wax. Even if you look at a smiling face somewhere, the bud grenade's heart won't move.

"Don't get me wrong. I don't do it back because then I'll end up being the same person as my predecessors, so I just don't. 'Cause I absolutely don't like that."

It's easy to do it back. But if you do it back, the bud grenades are just like them. It turns me into an ugly person. I don't just want to fall for people like them, who thought they hated bud grenades, although repentance and hatred are properly in bud grenades.

"I'm a suck girl as the seniors say, so I'm not willing to forgive the seniors. I will never forget the faces of my predecessors and what they did."

The bud grenade is quiet, but says in a clear voice. But the thoughts stuck in the words definitely catch up with the female students.

"It wasn't the seniors I sheltered. I just don't want everyone's hands to get dirty about this. Never...... remember. Remember what we've done."

Bud grenades do not distract attention. There is no way the ugly heart of a female student would not suffer under the gaze of a straight, sober bud grenade than anyone else on the board.

Before decisive evidence by SD cards and the precise memory of bud grenades, there is no escape from the fact of the inhumane words and deeds that the female students have done. It sticks to them as fear for the rest of their lives.

The female student, finally realizing the matter, sat down on the spot with Patali.

Bud grenades stare at such a female student for a while. The fist remains gnarly gripped and the bud grenade bites his lip. That's how the bud grenade enjoyed waving his own hand up all the time. That was the irrevocable will of the bud grenades.

It's all over and tranquility returns indoors.

Shotaro opened his mouth so as to break that silence.

"But Nanhara, that's not the end of it. This could still go on."

Shotaro's worried voice reaches the ear of the bud grenade. The sprouts have not been crushed. Under circumstances that have crushed a lot but the Windy Fan Club has yet to disband, there are still people who harass the bud grenades.

"Yeah. That's why I thought about it, too. How to end this. So, I found it."

In the words of the bud grenade, the officers open their eyes.

"Ru... what are you going to do?

Lailuo asks the bud grenade with an anxious face.

"Me -"

The flashing officer's face was that he also expected bud grenades.

Maybe I don't really need to do this. Still, the bud grenades had decided to start all over again, from scratch.