Reiryuu Academy Student Council

Main building, ground floor.

Two second-year chiefs walked quietly down the hallway leading to the reception room.

"Hey, Kamiyo-kun"

We hadn't opened our mouths to each other for a while, but it was the bud grenades that opened their mouths. He lowers his gaze slightly and can see the bud grenade next to him.

"What?

"Is Kamiyo-kun really here? Me."

"... what do you mean?

There are many important rooms in this hallway, so students don't get through much. So the bud grenade's voice echoed in his ear more clearly than usual.

"I'm going out with Kamiyo-kun..."

The bud grenade looks up anxiously. Stared at by the bud grenade, the gaze solidified.

"... my opponent, on the contrary, can only think of bud grenades... That way of saying it creates a misunderstanding."

He gently stroked the head of the bud grenade with his troubled face. But I'll add the words "if you can misunderstand me, let me make it full," firmly.

Your opinions are the best. It would surely be misunderstood if someone were listening. By the way, if I'm going to tell you exactly what the bud grenade is saying now without misunderstanding, it's "I'm the one who's going to hang out with the great guy with Kamiyo-kun".

"Uh... I'm the vice chairman, and I'm talking about whether Gejong-kun is more suitable for them"

"I thought about that too, but no one else on the board would complain. Shotaro also has work to do with the education of Kazuya."

"Gejong-kun must have been easier at this job."

Shotaro laughed karakara imagining the frustration exploding Shotaro.

It's a school consolation festival.

A lot of corporate greats are coming, so we have to pick representative students from the school as well. That's where the principal came to the board. When it comes to representatives, they are the only ones. So, of course, the chairman's girlfriend participates. And to that opponent it was the bud grenade he chose. Since it is before the test, bud grenades are also the most affordable of the rest of the board. Regardless of personal circumstances, it's a reasonable choice.

"Excuse me. It's the Divine Age."

It's Nanhara.

He arrives in the reception room and says hello. That was followed by a greeting from the bud grenade. Inside, the principal and the chairman of the board had already sat down and waited.

"Kamiyo-kun, it would be very comforting and helpful if you could join us."

The principal looks at the princess with a gaze. "It's too much to buy," he humbled, putting a refreshing smile on his face.

"It's been a long time, Nanhara. I was wondering which one of you was coming, but it was still you."

That's what the board chairman tells the bud grenade standing next to him. There was a bitter laugh on that face, and the bud grenade tilted his neck just a little.

But I can't help but look at the president. The other day, I heard from Haruzo Holy Night again about the sprouts. Bitterness is also natural.

"Then we're keeping the car waiting at the gate, so let's try to head to the ceremony"

In the voice of the president, the bud grenades decided to head to the solace festival venue.

Consolation Festival of the School Corporation and Lilong School.

The visitors were the president and principal of Lilong School, a representative of the school's patron society, the principal of several sister schools, the head teacher, his associates, and two high school students as student representatives of Lilong School. Naturally, the buds are the youngest.

There are about 10 round tables available for about 10 people at the ceremony.

"Principal, let's sit here"

"Yes, where does Kamiyo-kun sit?

"I'll sit over there."

The principal, who can be taken by the president, asks for the favor. but Xu decided to sit at a table far from where the principals would sit.

"Well, I'm with Kamiyo-kun too... eh"

"Principal, you're one of the guests, so you have to sit forward."

That's what the president tells me, and the principal goes away moaning "Kamiyo-kun......" During the ceremony, the principals were reluctant to leave because they were constantly helping them with their conversations with their surroundings.

"Where should I sit?"

As the bud grenade slightly looks around, the shoots draw the hand of the bud grenade. The rolling bud grenade was propped up by a candlestick and took the form of a back deposit on his chest.

"Kamiyo-kun?

"The location of the bud grenade will be next to mine."

The sound of such a clatter descends from the top, and the bud grenade looks up so that it can stick. And he looked down, and his faces were unwittingly close to each other.

""... Huh!

Keep an eye on each other and bring your faces back to the front immediately.

"I'm coming."

"Yeah."

As I forgot about earlier, both the bud grenades smiled and headed to my seat.

"Are you Kamiyoshi-kun, the chairman of Rumor Sensitive Students!

Take a seat or no, the greats sitting at the same round table looked at the gaze and let their eyes shine.

When all the student council officers line up, the feeling of beauty is dull, but when they are alone, it definitely catches the eye of the person who sees them. The most handsome person is Fengya, and the most beautiful person is Lailuo and the board of directors. The market is set, but if you go out to the public, the beauty is just a beauty.

"That you have a beautiful face..."

"I want my daughter's son-in-law. Wow"

The elegant aunts past the thirty road are also dyeing their cheeks thinly. The bud grenade looked half-eyed at the swing exercising socialism next door.

Much better than your sergeants, who are accustomed to the world of La Fausto.

Everyone in the seats is paying attention to the crowd. The bud grenade exhaled and decided to wait for the start of the ceremony, which would take place immediately.

But his uncles, who seemed satisfied with the conversation with him, shifted their gaze to the bud grenade next door.

"Are you on the board, too?

"Heh, ah... no"

The bud grenade that was distracting me is told the story and makes a manky noise. But I immediately tightened my mind and mixed it up with my uncles' stories with a firm face.

"It's a Nanhara bud grenade. I've been an officer since this year. Sorry I'm late in introducing myself."

Say hello that way and bow your head gently. Behavior in such a place is no less common than that of a bud grenade.

"Mr. Nanhara Shougua... I think I heard your name somewhere..."

"Speaking of which, I think the female students who took King at this year's cultural festival in Lilong also had that name..."

"Oh, yes, I am. You received a medal from Tojo-sama..."

"Oh, that's me"

In front of him, the surroundings talk about bud grenades. Though he had some difficulty reacting, the bud grenade told him that the female student of the same name was himself.

Naturally, my uncles said, "Huh?," he said, staring seriously at the bud grenade thing.

"... you know, when I saw you at the cultural festival, you looked a little different...?

One of my uncles tells me quite cloudy words. It represented the dialogue that came to my uncles' mind here, wrapped in oblate.

"Well, nothing's changed, is it?... uh, I was wearing makeup then"

Remembering the time of the cultural festival, and considering the difference with himself when King announced, the bud grenade said so.

Then, once again, curiosity and brilliance returned to my uncles eyes.

"I see!"

"Hey, it was really beautiful. You were then!

"I'd love to see you again!

That's how they say it, bud grenades flash. Half of the table seats at once began to pay attention to bud grenades, even though they were left unattended until a short while ago.

"Uh... thank you...?

For once, I should return my thanks because I am being praised. But somehow I didn't feel like it, so the end of the story went up and I felt better.

"I'd like my son to marry someone like Nanhara."

It's a statement that reminds me of my favorable grandfather. Bud grenades don't understand why this has developed, they're just bitter.

"What do you say? I won't see my son once..."

Gatta.

On the way my uncle, who was sitting next to the bud grenade, was mouthing it, and the lady sitting next to him stood up.

He could have stood quietly, but he made a noise deliberately. Now that I know it, the bud grenade looks up surprisingly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the ceremony is about to open. We have some backside work to do, so I'm going to take a few seats off."

"Uh... Divine Generation"

"I'm coming."

That's what he said. We're going outside the ceremony. The bud grenade chased him as he raised his dissatisfaction in his heart "er..." Before that, I bowed my head firmly to my uncles saying I was sorry in the middle of the conversation.

"Kamiyo-kun, wait"

The bud grenade leaves the ceremony on a tech and early walk. The receptionist was moving in the opposite direction and headed towards the waiting room behind the ceremony venue.

"I didn't hear about the back work or anything."

……

The bud grenade's voice should have arrived, but ignore it. "Why -" the bud grenade went after him again screaming in his heart.

"Where are you going? What am I supposed to do?... hey... Kamiyo-kun, are you listening?

The bud grenade caught up to the back of the jaw and grabbed his bright white blazer hem to pull it back.

"Are you angry about something?

With a troubled face, the bud grenade looked up at the gaze. Situated about 10 cm above the gaze of the bud grenade, the face of the bamboo does not reflect its emotions.

"Bud grenade"

"Hmm?

Finally, Xu reacted, and the bud grenade tilted his neck diagonally as he relieved himself. The slightly longer dark hair stretches below the shoulder to look like a white blazer. The bud grenade atmosphere in the eye of the Xu was definitely more girly than it was when we met.

"More than that... don't be cute"

A hand touches a bud grenade's cheek. The bud grenade blued his face at once.

"... isn't that where you make your face red?

"No, I feel sorry that Kamiyo-kun's eyes have finally reached the level of hospital sending..."

To the bud grenade that narrows his eyes and tells him so, he closes his eyes and exhales.

"While I'm unconscious, I'm still fine"

"Of what?

'Cause if I tell you, you won't admit it.

Xu gently pounded the head of the bud grenade as he spun his words. It's like saying, this is the end of the story, but a signal.

The bud grenade smiles softly instead of "Copy" and looks up at the face again. Of course, only the bud grenade's eyes turned upwards because his hands were on his head.

If every action of the bud grenade was disturbing my reason, I wouldn't have the chili. That is the level at which you become similar to Kazuya. - The sobering judgment has also remained dull lately.

Hidden fans do daughter-in-law candidate speeches, and their surroundings stir up too much. Yet torture, such as coming up with cute tricks even to our very own person.

"Please, which one of you won't stir me up?

Xu smiles, complaining and tells the bud grenade. From a bud grenade that doesn't know how to feel, it's just like being irrationally pissed off.

"... I didn't do anything..."

That statement by the bud grenades is landmines. "Heh," he said in a horrible voice, looking down at the bud grenade.

"Oh, yeah. I don't have backside work. That's an excuse to leave the ceremony."

"What? Why not..."

"The reason is simple."

He leans his lips against the ear of a budding grenade. Then, naturally, the body of the bud grenade becomes a shape that can be held by the wax...

"Because I wanted to be alone with the bud grenades for a long time"

The whispered bud grenade thrust him as he wished, turning into a face ripe tomato. The revenge of the monster is a great success. Seeing the face of the reddish bud grenade, he grins satisfactorily and refreshingly.

"This place is public!

"I know. But... you have no choice."

"Go away!

The bud grenade was too shy, swallowed all the complaints he wanted to say, and turned his back on the

Then he returns to the ceremony chilling his hot face with his cold own hands.

"I'm telling you not to show me that."

Shoulder to shoulder, he was still staring at the bud grenade as if he loved it.