After my school trip, I came back to Tokyo.

The school also starts immediately and the usual routine begins. But I can't get out of the aftermath of a fun school trip, where I heard laughter from nowhere in the second grade building.

But I have trouble getting you to stay afloat forever. Life is not so sweet.

"... Horiuchi, Lotus Moon..."

Lotus Moon Fengya was blue-faced when her name was read out to Teacher Shindo, Group B's homeroom.

"The above 10 people are the last English assignment test subordinates, so go to remedial education."

Assignment tests performed at the beginning of the new semester and before the school trip. When it came to windy results, it was unstable. It wasn't as bad as it used to be when I had a lot with my fan kids, but it's usually worse to think about it.

I was studying. Though I did, I felt like I was floating around before my school trip and at the beginning of the year, and I barely got into it.

"Killed by Kung Kun..."

You'll find out by the end of the day that you got caught up in remedial education. It's just better to spare non-English remedial education, but it's not hard to imagine the horrible sermons you'll then take from the

Fengya hit her forehead on the desk.

If it comes to remedial education, I can't even go to the student council by cutting off after-school time. If you do, you won't even see a bud grenade.

"... I can't believe you're crushing my precious time..."

Fengya shrugs as she rinses her nose with Gusung.

- I'm going to America.

On the last night of my school trip, I was told by a bud grenade.

The sudden story doesn't really impress me at all. But I only understand that bud grenades will go far in the near future.

That's why Kazuya can't waste the time he has left. Not if you are caught up in remedial education.

"Oh... why am I such an idiot"

Contrary to the bud grenades that will allow you to study in the United States, Wind Ya is a level where even the school tests will catch on to remedial studies. Even this time, subjects other than English are also critical grades in the remedial line. Thinking about it again, I'm really sorry for myself.

If you're as smart as you are and everyone else, that's all you can see in tune with bud grenades. Though I'm dissatisfied, it's true that I'm not the best bud grenade on the board.

"... Eh, Doctor!

If I thought so, Nature and Fengya had their hands up. Dr. Shindo, who was about to finish the homeroom, suddenly said, "Duh, what's up?" I was quite surprised.

It's a shame time runs out in remedial studies. I don't line up next to a bud grenade on my own that remains stupid though. For Fengya, it is also important to be with the bud grenades, but where we gave it the highest priority, our gaze on the bud grenades' wind grenades remains the same.

"Um... me"

The bud grenades are here. I want to change. I want to turn into myself lining up next to a bud grenade.

"I will take all subject remedials!

Lunch break, bud grenades were having lunch in the classroom of Maiko and Group F. as usual.

"Speaking of which, did you hear the sprouts?

Maiko asks a bud grenade eating lunch, eating a sandwich. The bud grenade tilted his neck and urged Maiko to continue the conversation.

"Wind Yakun, he said he's going to study all subjects."

"Oh... Kamiyo-kun's mad at me."

That's what Bud Grey says and laughs bitterly. I am not particularly surprised because it is not uncommon in itself for Fengya to get caught up in remedial studies.

However, according to the memory of the bud grenades, Fengya ranks 197th in the ranking table pasted out yesterday. It was critically out of 100th place in Worst. It shouldn't have been such a terrible result that it caught on all the subjects, but when the bud grenade looked a little strange, Maiko added the words "different".

"The only thing that really caught my eye was English, and the other subjects went out of their way to say they wanted to take it from me," he said.

"To?"

Bud grenades round their eyes to unexpected information.

No one wants to take remedial classes. Especially if you hate that studying wind. So that seems to be rumored even in the school year.

"Again, why not?

"I thought you'd know."

Maiko told me that, and the bud grenade laughed hahahaha. Just because you're often with the wind doesn't mean the bud grenade knows all about him. However, the perception is that the bud grenades will know about the wind and grace around them.

It would also be a gift of an overwhelming but elegant expression of affection for the bud grenades that we have learned so far in just one year.

"I'm afraid I don't."

That's how the bud grenade answers. I laughed with a troubled face as soon as I felt hazy though.

"Uh... Rumor has it"

"What?"

To the profound remark of the bud grenade, Maiko tilts his neck. Then the hallway became just a little noisier.

Bud grenades look toward the door of the classroom, so that Maiko can also be attached, and stare toward the door. Shortly afterwards, the school idol appeared from there.

"Bud Grey!

Enter the classroom. No, Fengya called the name of the bud grenade. Fengya appeared on this scene as expected by the bud grenade, and Maiko saw about the bud grenade with a surprised face.

"Are you also a predictor?

Someday Mariko and I are told the same thing, and the bud grenade laughs bitterly.

"When Lotus Moon comes, it generally gradually gets noisy from behind the hallway... it's easy to understand."

The bud grenade answers flatly, but neither Maiko nor anyone else knows how easy that is to understand.

When Maiko exhaled to admire him, Fengya was also coming to the two of us.

"Hmm, what's wrong?

Windy asks with a strange face. A woman in group F bothered to give her a fun smile. It is no longer even the usual sight when the wind and elegance arrive.

"Yeah. Nothing. Lotus Moon, what did you do?

Fengya, who used to come to the class every day, also only comes to the bud grenade class after that incident (...) when she has errands or misses the bud grenade thing on an intolerable level. That's what he came for, so two reasons.

"Bring even your luggage"

Bud Grey adds that he sees the look of the wind and elegance as serious. I even brought a bag today. From that luggage, probably the reason he came here is the former. I wonder what the errand was, and when the bud grenade tilted his neck, Fengya joined hands in front of the bud grenade.

"Me, I take all subject supplements... I have a student council and I want to finish my supplementary assignments as soon as possible, so I'm actually supposed to review them..."

"Then..."

In response to Fengya's statement, Bud Grey said, "Shouldn't we go to the library? I tried to tell him," Fengya folded up the words before the bud grenade finished saying it.

"But I don't care if I study alone... I'm going to take a lunch break and I want Bud Grey to tell me what the range is!

Fengya said, "Please!" and asked for a bud grenade. I even bring bags, so I know Kangya is serious about studying.

"Nothing - but... Isn't Kamiyo-kun or Lando better at teaching?

When the bud grenade said with a troubled face, Fengya's shoulder shook openly and gibberish.

The classmates laughing half-eyed as they watched it. Maiko, accustomed to the bluntness of the bud grenades, and Takimoto, who came by him, watched as he pitied the wind.

"Because Bud Grey is the best!

"No, that's not..."

"Look, look... Megumi taught me at the end of the period. Japanese history was the best score!

Fengya asks desperately. As much as I mentioned all the subject supplements from myself. Fengya is also motivated to study. But for that matter, I want the bud grenade to teach me, and I want you to forgive me.

Such an elegant idea is well conveyed to everyone but the bud grenade.

"Because Japanese history..."

"Anyway, I know how to teach buddy best! Please!

With the momentum to be worshipped down already, Fengya was pleading. It's not that I don't want to teach the study to the wind, so the bud grenade made me look up in the wind even as I laughed bitterly.

"Yes. If I may."

"Really!? Yay!

Hearing the words of bud grenade acceptance, Fengya innocently begins to rejoice. Undecorated wind is just a little pitiful, but bud grenades are vulnerable to him like that.

"I'm serious, I'll do my best!

"Yeah, I'm hoping"

There's not much time left for bud grenades and wind to stay together. In this way, Wind Ya gained the exclusive right to a budding lunch break in exchange for his own efforts and patience.