In the end, even when it was time for the morning homeroom, Fengya didn't show up in Group F. As he said, he must have attended school at a critical time in the home room. Several of the F group girls who went to give their friends chocolate to other class girls came back saying, "This year, Group B is amazing," etc. Because group B is considered other than Kazuya for "awesome" reasons, I also found out that Kazuya is already in school.
"Fengya, when are you coming?"
1 At the end of the limit, Maiko shrugged so because the wind did not show up when he entered the rest time.
"I wonder if it's lunch break. I promise... for once"
Finally, bud grenades laugh bitterly, adding "once and for all" unreliably. Promise, even though we just do test studies together. I don't have to study all day today to have any problems. Rather fewer enthusiastic people study until lunch break.
"If they call, we have to prioritize that one"
"The chocolate that Kazuya wants is just a bud grenade."
Maiko vomited in dissatisfaction as she put on her cheekstick. Because it's about the wind and elegance, you'll answer the call of the woman to the fullest. Today is a day only, but there are many days to study for the next week. Still, the bud grenade's heart was not calm when he thought that Fengya would take precedence over other children over himself.
At the next break, the bud grenades were coming in front of the available classroom.
The bud grenade left the classroom with his handkerchief because he kept staring at the door in search of the appearance of the wind and elegance that could not have appeared even in the classroom.
And the next thing you know, it's an exercise room upstairs, two or three empty classrooms, and the next thing you know, it's the place.
"Excuse me."
Greet the other students in small ways, and the bud grenade enters the classroom.
Then the shadow shook heavily in the seat at the edge of the classroom.
"Who?"
The sound of the chair moving sounds loud and Shotaro reacts. Shotaro laughed at Shotaro's reaction.
"What... you?"
"Sorry to surprise you."
Shotaro lowered his shoulder in relief as soon as he found out it was the bud grenade that came into the classroom.
"Are you running away even if it's only 10 minutes off?
"Just in case. I just came to give it to you directly anyway, and I'm not going to give you any answers, so it would be easier for you to stick it in my locker."
Shotaro tells me in a fed up manner. When they say that, it's still hard to give it to me, but if it's enough to pack it in the locker, I'd better give it to them directly and get poked back at.
That being said, that's an opinion because Shotaro's bud grenade is used to cursing murmurs.
"So, what do you mean you're here... what can I do for you?
"Ma'am. As for Gejong, I don't think it's a good idea."
Bud Grey said so bitterly and served chocolate in front of Shotaro. I also kept in view that they immediately said "I don't want it," but Shotaro received it outright and honestly.
"Huh."
"Do you have any complaints?"
Shotaro shook his hands sideways saying no because he was grumpy. "That would be our dialogue," replied Shotaro, thanking Shotaro for receiving it.
"More than that, just go give that fool some chocolate."
Try to keep going. Shotaro says that. When the bud grenade looked strange, Shotaro showed the bud grenade a message from the "fool" who arrived one after the other on his smartphone.
'I'd love to go see Bud Grey, but there's a huge wall!
"Shall I hide like Shotaro Kung too?"
"Did you get chocolate from Bud Grey?
Shotaro is just returning a word to these messages: 'Shut up'. Shotaro laughed like he was in trouble when he saw that "Shotaro" was in almost every message he was sending.
"... I'll do the right thing so I can give it to you, too"
"Do that. Otherwise the charge will go off."
Shotaro truly asks for it, and the bud grenade flaunts his shoulder. That's how I headed downstairs to the classroom with Shotaro for my next class.
The time thus passed, and the lunch break soon came. I ate lunch with Maiko, and by the end of the various disciplines, the area around the hallway became noisy.
"Ah..."
To the noise, the bud grenade's face broke naturally.
"Sprouts?
"Bud Grey! Are you there!?
As Maiko leaned her neck, she heard a definitive inquiry as she opened the door.
The appearance of wind elegance makes Group F noisy, of course. The students, who know the condition of Group B, say, "How did you get out of this?" He seems a little surprised.
"I'm here..."
"Sorry! Just hurry and evacuate!
Fengya forcefully pulled the bud grenade hand on her seat as she came inside the classroom. It's like someone's chasing me, but they're probably chasing me.
"Wait, luggage......"
"You're in a hurry."
"You have no choice! Even I want to relax like Kun Takimoto!
"Huh..."
That's what I say to Takimoto, who came near Kazuya, while Kazuya was out of breath. When I heard what Fengya said, my class was engulfed with laughter. Of course Takimoto said "Lotus Moon!!" and was approaching the wind, but the wind didn't seem to be the case if it was answering that either, and the bud grenade quickly received the baggage in his hand.
"Uemura-san, you owe me a buddy!
"Go ahead."
When the bud grenade confirms to hold his luggage, Fengya pulls the bud grenade's hand and rushes out of the classroom. Maiko was waving with pleasure about those budding grenades.
Out in the hallway, Fengya let go of the bud grenade's hand. Because I have eyes around me. That's natural, but bud grenades somehow miss it.
"In the library, because they wouldn't just come after me"
So Fengya proposes to study in the library. There is no reason to say no to that. I thought that in the library I would be able to calm down and give the chocolate to the wind, and the bud grenade nodded and followed behind the wind.
"I'm sorry. I just want to make sure you don't bother me, buddy."
"It's okay because it hasn't taken yet."
The bud grenade answers with a troubled face against the wind elegance that already looks sorry. Perhaps Fengya is also feeling sorry for the fact that she is headed to the library to try to run up.
"Looks like you're messing around."
"It's not such a fun thing... I can't really see you, buddy."
Fengya narrows her eyes so that she can look far and say: The words delighted me, and the bud grenade laughed in the light.
"Lotus Moon Ku..."
"Senior Fengya!
Another girl's voice echoed from behind the bud grenade that tried to call Fengya's name. That's where I could see the library room a few meters away, looking back at the blue face wind and at the same time the bud grenade sounded better.
I would be a freshman from what I called a senior. This is a two-grade building, and the bud grenades were surprised that students from other grades were coming all the way here.
"Oh... uh, Mr. Maehara, is that it?"
"It's Nako."
That's what the female student returns to Fengya for questioning. It's not like Fengya got the wrong last name. That's probably what you want me to call you by name.
She looks strong, but she's a pretty looking girl. Most boys would choose her if compared to the bud grenade in its current state.
"Haha, uh... I'm studying now"
There is one reason to look for Fengya on this day. Fengya dares to say that and try to distract female students. Because the bud grenade is beside me, I generally came to give it to him again with care or I almost asked for permission from the bud grenade if I could borrow the wind, but the junior named Nako Maehara was different.
"I just came to give Senior Fengya some chocolate. It won't take that long."
Nako looks at the bud grenade and tells him so. I didn't expect him to vent so much hostility in a space where there was also wind and grace, and the bud grenades frightened him a little.
"Hey, Nako. Uh... shall we change places?"
"No, I don't want Senior Lotus Moon to go through the trouble."
"No, but..."
Fengya tries to convince Nako with a blue smile. But Nako took her gaze off Fengya and looked at the bud grenade.
"Senior Nanhara isn't Senior Fengya's girlfriend, is she?"
Asked without clapping, the bud grenade nods reflexively. Of course, Fengya is shocked by the instant response of the bud grenade, but I don't mind such a reaction of Fengya. Nako proceeded to say satisfactorily, "Well, no problem, right?"
And he didn't even hear back from the bud grenade, and Nako handed him the stylish paper bag he had in his hand.
"... thanks"
Fengya thanked him with a cheek. Nako laughed joyfully and greeted the wind and then went down the stairs.
When Nako is gone, silence flows between the two of us. Fengya also had an indescribable voice of "uh..."
"Uh, um... buddy"
"... library, go"
That's not bad for the wind. It's not bad for Nako, who gave him the chocolate. Perhaps if the bud grenade was Fengya's girlfriend, Nako would have pulled back, too.
I can't say anything to a bud grenade who is just a friend.
So the bud grenade laughed with a flat face and took the wind and elegance of how it looked into the library room.
"Bud Grey. It's here..."
When I entered the library, no woman brought chocolate to the wind due to the nature of the space. I am just a little bit obsessed with the fact that I have the wind and elegance.
"There... use the graph here to illuminate the numbers..."
If the study had begun, the earlier gibberish would have disappeared naturally. Unconcealed chocolate paper bags, placed in the chair next to the wind and elegance, can be seen on the edge of the bud grenade's sight even if you don't like them.
It was quite a shock to be given to me in front of you, even if I knew it.
- Senior Nanhara isn't Senior Fengya's girlfriend, is she? -
My junior voice plays out in my head more than once.
Is it still selfish to stay next to Fengya even though it's not her? Fenghua laughs gently at the bud grenade asking himself that.
"Bud, you're leaning between my eyebrows"
It's painful to lose heart when you see the windy smile. Moya Moya in my heart keeps spreading and doesn't disappear.
"Lotus Moon. Um..."
"Hmm?"
That smile is not just for bud grenades anymore. Whatever Fengya says, that's the truth.
"Yeah, nothing"
Bud grenade laughed. And he hid his handbag in the shadow of his chair, staring at the paper bag that reflected at the edge of his sight.