Reiryuu Academy Student Council

"... as Nanahara announced today, we will just finish the election on this occasion"

After the bud grenade, he stood on stage and explained the election in front of all the school students. From the verses of the word, the grump of the word is manifested, and the word is unwilling to hide it.

"'Just now'..."

The bud grenade joining other officers under the stage laughs bitterly at what he said. Advantage and Shotaro also had the same look as the bud grenade.

"It's totally beautiful."

"Well, I don't even know what it feels like to be a god..."

Shotaro whines in a sigh. Even public places are precious for being grumpy.

"Ha... even though I know we're here, I can't believe I'm complaining to Bud Grey... I know it's my fault... but that's not it. Yeah, no."

I remember the female students complaining about the election earlier, and Fengya looked pretty bitter.

"Wind, it's disgusting to ask yourself."

"That's right. Besides, you can say whatever you want at this time."

"For that matter, the rest will be interesting."

Everyone nods "yes," to the advantageous word. Only bud grenades don't really understand the meaning of the word.

……

There is no explanation for that in the sprouts tilting the neck.

And at the same time, the election explanation for the stage-turner was coming to an end.

'Write the name of the person you think you deserve as an officer on the white paper you're going to hand out now. Collect that for the class and the chairman of each class will bring it forward. At this time, it can be your own name or that of a friend. Then I'll tell you in advance not to complain, but officers don't have the right to vote. The board voted, so please don't be obsessed with it later.'

Prevent complaints that will always come out after the election. With considerable disgust, he stepped down the stage.

And an officer goes to each class row to hand over a bunch of white paper. Elections began signaling to all high school students that the paper had turned.

Some people are asking the people around them to write their own names, others take out their smartphones and create emails as they panicked, others just write up their names without consulting anyone.

That's how everyone wrote up their names.

The class commissioner goes forward and puts all the paper inside the white box that Fengya has. If a class member returns to the class column, the vote is closed.

'Then we'll move on to the invoice. I will now organize the votes between me, Shotaro Gejong and Shurairo. "

Shotaro and Lailao raise a white box on the stage.

"Then I'll invoice you."

A quiet gymnasium with a loud voice echoes through the microphone.

And the sprouts closed their eyes.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * From that note, Laila struck down the official result on the laptop.

The work is repeated and the time lapses by about 10 minutes. Still, the gym remains quiet.

And after checking out all the names written down by nearly a thousand students, he exhales on the stage.

Next to it, Lailuo printed a document summarizing the final results of the vote from Shotaro's note, which he handed over to:

And when he saw it, he turned his eyes round.

"Kung Kung...?

Feng Ya's face became more rude to the reaction of her. Bud grenades and advantages under the stage upset me as to whether something really happened.

"... eh"

'I shall now announce the results of the vote'

The quiet, calm voice of the vibrator echoes in the hall again. At the same time, Laila connected the small video camera to the adapter and firmly reflected the large screen of the gym.

Everyone swallows spit. Then the mouth opens naturally to the result of spinning from the mouth of the lion.

Here's what's written on the paper that's on the screen.

"102 votes, won by the High Ministry for two years Nanhara Shouguan"

Two years, a row of F's raised a voice of joy at once. The voice is contagious and the noise returns to the gym at once. Voices of joy, unfortunate voices and disgruntled voices all take from the students' mouths.

"102 votes......"

Seeing the letters shown, the officer laughed thinly and the bud grenade had his eyes rounded.

I'm quitting the student council.

Early in the morning, bud grenades told everyone that in group F. Of course, the moment he said that, the officer changed his blood phase and began to disagree with the idea of bud grenades.

'No, no. Nominally, executive fans are right. Talk about quitting.'

'What do you mean?

Fengya looked pretty complicated. I didn't even want to believe that the sprouts quit because of me.

'I thought if I had done a lot from the start like everyone else without getting out of hand, there wouldn't have been anyone to argue that I had become an officer. Of course, that might not have mattered to the fan club folks...... But nobody argues that everyone's on the board because they're admittedly that powerful, right?

Everyone shuts their mouths to bud grenade opinions. When Bud Grenade won the Trump Games, Bud Grenade was really the average girl to do anything about it. That's why the whole school called the bud grenade an inch.

'So I return the seat of the board won in that kind of misunderstanding once. Because then some people will be convinced'

There were too many enemies for bud grenades now. By redoing everything from 1, that enemy should be considerably reduced.

"And once more, we all choose the right person for one frame of the board"

"Elect, do you mean?"

"Yeah, and I used King's privilege."

When the bud grenade says, Laila shrugs her shoulders. I thought Luo, like the president of the board, was also abnegate to come to the bud grenade, who had used his privileges for such a thing. There may be just as few objections to what was decided after the election. But the advantage frowned.

'But... we all vote for ourselves, and that's why the faithful make lots of turns and votes...'

"If you still earn votes," is that the real deal?

To his opinion, the bud grenade nods and affirms.

'Not that you can just admit what you've tried... because I've met everyone and changed things properly'

There was nothing in the Nanahara sprouts lined up next to everyone else at the Trump Games. If it wasn't the Trump Games that were going on then, and it was the election, then surely the bud grenades aren't in this position right now.

But now Nanhara bud grenades do have proof of effort. No matter what means you use, whether it's a Trump Games or an election, there must be just enough effort and proof that you can be an officer again. And there must be someone who knows that.

"Good luck to me, I believe."

That's what Sprout told the officer then, and neither did the officer deny that word of Sprout. Because denying it would deny bud grenade effort. So, without knowing whether it would succeed, we held elections.

And the sprouts won the bet.

No, not exactly. This was not the result of the bud grenade prediction. Even if someone was acknowledging my bud grenade efforts, I thought anyone using votes for bud grenades that had the potential to be an officer themselves was about a class mate in group F. If they've seen the awesomeness of bud grenades, I'm sure some of them will be in bud grenades.

The number of people in group F is 50. Even if everyone votes, pull out the bud grenades and 49 votes. 53 votes is definitely a vote that someone who is not an officer or a student in Group F.

More proof than any bud grenade would have expected, than anything anyone who had admitted to bud grenades -.

"Nanhara-san!

Advantage distracts from the screen and turns the bud grenade around. Such an advantageous face seemed happier than a bud grenade.

"Hehe. It's a big success!

That's how the bud pokes his fist at advantages. I'm kidding, but my voice and expression were overflowing with joy.

"Bud Grey......"

Seeing the delightful bud grenade, Fengya laughed with an indescribable face. The anxiety was greater, though I believed the bud grenades would be elected. When I saw his face on the verge of announcing the results, I thought my heart would crumble.

"Really, good..."

Fengya shrugged so exhaledly.

The three people on the stage can't just rejoice in raising their hands in front of all the school students, but they taste the joy quietly.

"Perhaps you're glad to have elected. I saw good results."

"Pfft... it wouldn't be weird to have more votes in it. I'm still uncomfortable."

Having said that to Laila's words, Shotaro seemed happy.

"Well... I wonder what they're going to say next"

With those two on his back, he looks down at the whole school. He stared with a cold smile at a huge looking female student dotted with potpouts.

It's like waiting for you to complain.

Luo and Shotaro, who came to the words of Xu, change from a delightful face, look as bad as Xu and gaze in the same direction.

And as if he had accepted the wishes of the three, one of the dotted foolish believers opened his mouth.