Sunday, which brings the end of February.
It's the last holiday before the bud grenades go to America. It's supposed to go to America this weekend.
Not long before noon, the bud grenades were in front of the amusement park gate. I've been going to the amusement park since the beginning, so it's called a date.
My first date with someone I like. Though this is not the first time the two of us have met on holiday, the bud grenades were very nervous.
Walk side by side. Don't be ashamed, the bud grenades came with clothes that were properly makeup and made Mariko look good.
It goes without saying that Mariko looked like Niyaniya enjoyed herself and helped me with the bud grenade platter.
"Today, we have to have fun"
That's what the sprouts say and hold both hands. Then I heard the neighbor laughing in a quarrel. To the laughter he heard, the bud grenade immediately raised his face.
"Morning, bud grenade. Sorry to keep you waiting."
A pomegranate walks over to the shoots. The bud grenade fluttered and loosened his cheeks the moment he saw his face. "Oh no," she laughed happily and told him, her surroundings only bothered a little.
As he glanced around the noise, he immediately grabbed the hand of the bud grenade.
"Uh... Kamiyo-kun?
Slightly more forcefully, make a lover connection. I wouldn't refuse to hold hands because it was a date, but when the bud grenade looked up at him with a strange face, he laughed nicely.
"Don't let the bud grenades get numbered, okay?
That's what Sarah says. In fact, the men who were dyeing their cheeks when they saw the bud grenades were rendezvous with their friends who were meeting in a disappointing manner with the appearance of the dust and their subsequent actions.
But you can't even notice the bud grenade is like that.
"Isn't that Kamiyo-kun?
That's what the bud grenades say and look around. The women around us have been noisy since Xu came to the gate. Plus it's hot up to the enviable glance on the bud grenade.
I'm concerned about the gaze of the women being directed at me, and the bud grenades don't notice any other gaze being directed at me at all.
"Well, if a bud grenade makes you jealous... maybe it's not bad to be able to speak up"
That's what he says and glances at me. From that face, the word is mean to the bud grenade with a joke of a joke. The bud grenade becomes half-eyed because you can see that. Then he laughed joyfully.
"I'm kidding. Don't be mad because I'm only interested in bud grenades."
"... because it doesn't sound like a joke"
As the bud grenade peeled, he grinned troubled and stroked the head of the bud grenade.
It was a Sunday, but not particularly an event, so many people weren't as crowded.
"Is the bud grenade okay with screaming or something?
"Probably. I've never ridden much."
I haven't been to the amusement park since I went with Kei in middle school. But I didn't feel bad because of the kind of screaming machine I rode at that time, so Bud Grey replies.
"What about Kamiyo-san?
"Who are you asking?"
Once I asked, I got a response like that. The bud grenade laughed "Yes," and lined up in a row of screaming machines with the
I just said confidently, and he was laughing happily even as the coaster descended from the top. The bud grenade is windy in the comfort next to it.
Even though coasters run at tremendous speeds, bud grenades don't change one complexion. "The wind feels good," he thought relaxed.
Behind me the girls are screaming "yahh" and "scared no" and the bud grenades are calmly listening to that as the coaster circles.
And I decided, "That's the right reaction for a cute girl," and half-laughed at my reaction to my incredible screaming machine.
Though I tried my best, I couldn't think of anything other than "the wind feels good" on the coaster, and at some point the coaster had arrived at its original location.
"Sprouts? Feeling sick?
"Huh? Ah... no. It's okay."
The bud grenade is weak, and I'm worried about it. The bud grenade waved his hands sideways, saying that he was enlightened about his embarrassing thought circuit.
In that way, bud grenades and pomegranates spend their time as calm as usual while surrounding the attraction.
I was thirsty along the way, so I sat on the bench and I had a hot coffee and a sprouts drank hot cocoa.
Eyes on a couple passing by as they breathe in the hot air cocoa.
She snuggles her boyfriend up and laughs fun. A boyfriend staring at that girlfriend as if she loved her.
Would you be happy if I did that to you? But the hurdles are too high for bud grenades even if you know you'll be happy.
"Next, let's go to the haunted mansion, shall we?
"Yeah, I'm definitely scared."
That's how I say it, passing by. The couple who passed by before also talked about going to the haunted mansion. Must be a classic place for couples to go.
But I can't go to the bud grenade.
"Kamiyo-kun, did you want to go to the haunted mansion?
Somehow I feel sorry for him and the bud grenade asks him. Then he gave a gentle laugh like him hahaha.
"Well, a lot of people go for a couple."
When the bud grenade clouded his expression, he grinned lightly and said, "Do you know why? asked."
To a bud grenade that tilts his neck, he tells you why. Because she's cute and she's scared and she clings to me for help.
"But bud grenades wouldn't be scared of haunts, would they? Besides, if you go into a haunted mansion, you're not talking about a level of fear."
A bud grenade whose dark spot is impossible frightens me into the dark, not haunted. That also deviates from the level of cuteness and scares me, so I just get uncomfortable going.
"Bud grenade. I wish I could stay with the bud grenade. I don't have to worry about her."
Even that was a prospect.
I try to play a cute girlfriend for her, but I get depressed because of the high hurdles. I knew all those bud grenades feelings.
"Besides, even if the bud grenades don't force you to work hard, it's easy to see cute bud grenades if you want to see them"
"Huh?"
The bud grenade gives you a face. Then, he gave a kiss by making a chuckling noise on the forehead of the bud grenade.
I didn't know what happened for a moment, but the moment I found out, the bud grenade's face turned bright red.
"Or Kamiyo-kun!
"Look, isn't it easy?
That's what he said and laughed like a prank. Sometimes openly, it's just better for me on the forehead, but still enough to stir up bud grenade shame.
Today it's so cute that it's just too cute to look like the original, but if it's lit up with its face, I can't imagine a "pretty girlfriend" or anything other than a bud grenade for her.
That's why I'm just doing this.
Xu holds the hand of the bud grenade and smiles gently. Just looking at the neat, tiny face, the bud grenade shouted his chest.
Time was running out soon and the area was already dark.
The illumination of the Ferris wheel started lighting up beautifully, and the date between the bud grenades and the pod was nearing an end.
"Bud grenade"
In the Ferris wheel box, the sound of the sound is clearer than outside. Looking down at the view of the beautiful evening, Xu called the name of the bud grenade.
"Hmm?
The bud grenade, like his usual self, responds to the call of the prayer with a relaxed voice. Sitting across the street, he grinned lightly as he looked out.
"It's beautiful outside."
"Yeah."
The bud grenade looks down on the view outside just like the one in the The Ferris wheel was a lot higher up, though it hadn't reached the top yet.
"... I wish tomorrow hadn't come"
That's what he says, he lays his eyes down.
Bud grenades know what the word means. One day today, something I was trying not to think about until the end. But the end of the day was near, and we should not have distracted ourselves from it.
"It's my decision, but I don't know."
The squawking squawk slowly opens his eyes and turns his gaze toward the bud grenade. In the wake of that gaze, the bud grenade laughed at the cuts.
"I'm on my own. Kamiyo-kun."
Still, bud grenades can't go against the opinion of a shrew. Even if the decision was taken on its own, it was the bud grenade that admitted it, and it was the bud grenade that made him find only such clumsy answers.
"Yeah. I won't deny it, because it's a bud grenade word"
That's what he says and kisses the bud grenade.
"I like it.... I don't want to let you go."
If you think so, you don't have to let go. Because the bud grenade already belongs to the garden.
But "Sayonara" was decided from the beginning. When the bud grenade became his lover, the end was set from the moment of the beginning.
That day, when I let my thoughts pass, I had already made up my mind.
"Kamiyo-kun...?
'... really, what's the best thing to do'
After he kissed him, he shrugged so with his bud grenade shoulder. At that time, the bud grenade didn't know why he said such a thing.
"I'm sure I can't let go of my endless search for bud grenades."
I was happy with the words. Knowing that he had thought of me so far, the bud grenade was happy and trying to turn his hand around the back of the pod to respond to his feelings.
'I think I'll hold you back and tie you by my side. Even now it's such a biased way of thinking, I'm sure your thoughts on bud grenades are getting more and more distorted'
The hand of the bud grenade had stopped on the way. I can't hold him back. Because the bud grenade somehow understood the following words.
'I like sprouts. Because I want to leave this feeling unchanged and beautiful'
I knew it would all end from the beginning, and I suggested to the bud grenade.
"Finally, before the budding grenades go to America... I want proof that the budding grenades thought of me"
Until before I go to America. Yes, I made a condition.
"So be my lover."
You can't blame a bud grenade for walking away from it. Though I was unsolicited in my words, I couldn't tell you that it was all wrong.
"My thoughts... did they arrive properly?
When the bud grenade laughs and asks, he inserts his hand into the bud grenade's hair and kisses him. I gave her a long, long kiss and just let her face go.
I can't see the face in front of me. That was because the bud grenade's vision was distorted by tears.
"It arrived. … so it's okay now"
I felt like I was laughing. "I'm not okay," he said, "maybe something will change. A bud grenade who can't say anything about such a cute thing, though, can only accept the decision of the
"Me too... I can do my best"
I pretended to be fine, and I wondered why you threw up lying. How can you not understand the reason for the tears?
That way, I get my thoughts wrong again.
But that was the way I loved him, and there was some satisfaction because I knew it.
"Bud grenade...... it was fun. Thanks."
In his tear-wet vision, he didn't even know what face he looked like and said goodbye.