I come back from a school trip and the usual routine begins. Almost high three. Though that pressure begins to apply to them who are already students, it doesn't change anything in particular.
The only thing that changes is that the bud grenades will soon be gone.
January is almost over. The cold in the air is peaking and the cold air in the morning is particularly sharp.
Kamiyoshi stared at the frosty window in one of the apartments where he lived alone and had a warm cup of coffee. The white hot air rising from the cup was a remarkable representation of its cold.
A small noise sounds from the computer as the clock stares at the window for a while. When he heard the email, he sat down in the chair in front of the computer with his coffee. When I double-clicked the mouse and opened the email, it was either what I expected or an email from my aunt.
At the end of her school trip, she hadn't emailed her aunt for a while. I thought I had to send it, but the text didn't really come to mind. Even though I can usually write a sentence that reassures my aunt without having to think about it in particular.
"… just have to reply,"
Xu sighed small and hit the computer keyboard. Spend more than twice as much time answering e-mails to her aunt. Normally I never got tired of this, but with that in mind, he sat deeply in his chair and kept his back.
After the school trip, everything doesn't work out. I don't mean that I'm out of the mood for school trips.
"America, or..."
Decorating next to the computer is a photograph of a cultural festival. Seeing the bud grenade pictured next to himself, the gaze narrows.
Whether he was so close or laughing nearby, the distance between his heart and the bud grenade was far from next door.
Until now, the shape alone was next to the bud grenade, so I'm glad. It was only because there was such sweetness that I could stay next to the bud grenade that I continued to mislead my feelings.
But after a little while, it won't even come true.
I knew the bud grenades would somehow go far. With the start of the new semester, the bud grenade went crazy and from her face like a waste of time, that much could have been predicted.
"... you won't even be able to be next to you like this"
The squeaking squeamish laid her eyes down lonely.
"Follow Me"
In the morning, bud grenades leave the house at the usual time. As the bud grenade smiles and leaves the house, Mariko runs to the front door and waves to me, "Come on."
"Sister Bud Hung, wait! I'm coming, too!
Kei rushed out of the front door, trying to chase the bud grenade that exited the front door.
"I'm waiting for you, so take your time wearing your shoes."
To Kei, who runs over to the bud grenade while wearing shoes, bud grenade says so with a bitter smile. Kei then said "thank you," and began to crouch on the spot and wear sneakers securely.
The distance to school with Kei is not even long. But Kei always tries to go to school with the bud grenade if he has time.
I also enjoy budding grenades on the day I go to school with Kei because Kei always makes the topic.
"Oh, speaking of which... Sister Bud Grey, you've been home late lately, haven't you?
In the middle of the conversation, Kei asks, as he remembers. Then, the bud grenade thought a little "uh... yeah" before affirming.
"'Cause I'm doing my student council job to the end."
I usually finish my student council work at the dinner desk, and then I'm on my way home. But now that Shigeji and Mariko are practicing their chores, they are putting their student council work through to the final drop off time. Even though it's late, by the time Kei gets home from his club, Kei learned yesterday from Mariko that the return of the bud grenade was late.
"Then I'll pick you up after work."
"Ha. You get tired of coming all the way home, don't you?
"What are you talking about? Spare."
Kei smiles refreshingly and looks down at the bud grenade. I'm sure this place would be hot, and the bud grenade shook his neck sideways.
"I'm fine, because someone always sends me"
"... Officer?
"Yeah. I'm telling you."
Next to what the bud grenade says, Kei narrows his eyes. "Anything," Kei shook his neck sideways as the bud grenade hung his neck.
"It's not safe to go home alone on the night lane. If the officers would send me, I'd never have crossed it."
"Kei sends girls, too?
"... don't worry about me"
Kei pushes the face of the bud grenade with his goofy hand and says it like it's stubborn. The bud grenade gives such a cute response of Kei a crisp and fun laugh.
Kei and I split up on the way, and the bud grenade walks alone down the road to school. Then I found the hindsight I saw near the school.
"Kamiyo-kun"
The bud grenade lined up next to his crotch with a little rush, pounding his shoulder and laughing flutteringly as he greeted him with a "oh-ooh".
"... budding grenades. Good morning."
Shoulder slapped by a bud grenade, he looked so surprised for a moment. But I immediately smiled at Nicole.
"It's still cold today."
"Yeah. Will lunch be warm?
Exhaling white breath, the two of us talk indefinitely. I was knocking around Li Long's Gate talking about the weather and today's class, especially the things we didn't have to talk about.
"The sun's going down fast, and I'd like to finish the student council as soon as possible,"
"That's not the way it works."
I changed my shoes, and the bud grenade and the shovel meet again. He looked a little relieved in the bud grenade, which now used a proper shoebox.
"Plus, Fengya seems to be hooked on remedial education, so I need to think about sharing work."
"Oh... See you all at the study group again?
"We need to stay on the horizon, too. Then it's hard to cut it up extra fast... I wonder what's going on."
Seeing a troubled face, the bud grenade laughs bitterly.
I don't always seem to be well with my face, but I've been feeling a little bloody lately. Because of that, even the troubled face I'm joking about looks really troubled.
"Ahhh..."
I see him today and he has a second defect. Covering his mouth, he tended to nag, inhaling his breath small.
"Lack of sleep?"
I saw how the bud grenade was like that, and I snapped my neck. I don't feel like I usually get enough sleep because I'm talking about it. That's why Bud Grey looked up worried that if he was sleepless, he might have barely had time to sleep.
To the worried face of the bud grenade, the bamboo smiles bitterly.
"I haven't been sleeping lately."
"... a cold, huh?
Many people are also catching a cold at school these days due to particularly sharp cold air. As the bud grenade seriously considered the cause of the lack of sleep of the shoots, the shoots gently slapped the head of the shoots grenade with a pom.
"... thanks. But I'm fine."
Its face is so gentle, that it also naturally softens the worry of bud grenades.
"We need to heal quickly. If Kamiyo-kun goes down, we're all in trouble."
The bud grenade speaks the usual bud grenade-like and caring words without thinking about anything in particular. But when he heard it, he watched for a little bit, and the bud grenade wondered about it.
You said something weird, and a bud grenade hangs his neck. Then, he opened his mouth small with an emotionally unreadable face.
"... sprouts, too, would you be in trouble without me?
I had no idea what that question meant. You know you don't have to ask the answer. There's no way a bud grenade would say "you don't have to be without a".
I know that, and I don't know why I ask that, bud grenade. Anyway, I thought it was another tease or something, and the bud grenade clasped his shoulder.
"Of course."
The bud grenade lowers his brow. Then I felt his face only worried for a moment. But that was so instantaneous that it made me think I was really worried, and Xu immediately laughed "gladly," as usual.
"Kamiyo-kun?
The appearance of the shoots caught on his chest, and the sprouts snap his neck again. But he didn't try to answer the bud grenade question.
"See you after school"
That's the staircase up from the second floor to the third floor, group A is upstairs, group F is on the third floor, so it's only natural that the shoots and grenades break up there.
"Yeah...... See you later."
For some reason, however, the bud grenade did not seem to have deliberately cut the conversation with the bud grenade.