"See you after school, nice to meet you!
"Yeah.... in class, I'll wait"
In front of the library, we exchanged such greetings, and the bud grenades and wind elegance each headed to their own cleaning place.
Don't stop in the classroom and head straight to the cleaning area. So the bud grenade now had a handbag, which contained several textbooks and notebooks, as well as two chocolates.
One is to the advantage we haven't seen yet, and the other is -.
"What are you doing..."
After all, I couldn't give the chocolate to the wind as it was. It just makes it harder and harder to give it away once you miss the opportunity. I know that, but I couldn't give you the bud grenade.
But Fengya didn't say anything about it either.
Even though Friday wanted all that chocolate, he took an earlier lunch break, and Fengya didn't even screw the chocolate on the bud grenade.
I'm sure Fengya also couldn't shake the subject of chocolate on the bud grenade shortly after Nako Maehara gave him the chocolate.
"... I got too much, I'm so full of it"
That's not possible only in the wind. And yet I couldn't stop thinking about it.
Sweep the dead leaves scattered in the courtyard, thinking stuffy in the cleaning area. I was quietly cleaning by flying my consciousness to something else, so when I realized hah, the area was clean on its own.
"... afternoon classes, I wonder if I can focus"
He seems to be boggling all afternoon at this rate, and the bud grenade slaps his own cheek in an attempt to keep his mind tight.
And when I was in the garbage bag with the dead leaves I had collected, the person just went through.
"If you're going to dump trash, why don't you come with me?
Asked so much from behind, the advantage stood there with the garbage bag when the bud grenade looked back.
Langtang-kun.
"We're done cleaning, aren't we?
Advantage looks around and asks. There are no more dead leaves left in this place, after it has been cleaned up beautifully. The bud grenade nodded and shoved dead leaves into the garbage bag.
"Wait a minute. And then we just tie it up."
The bud grenade that tied the garbage bag tightly that way also held the handrail that held it and left it on the bench.
"Everyone seems tired, but is Langtang-kun okay?
The bud grenade asks in his favor as he heads to the garbage dump. There is only one cause of fatigue. Asked by Pinpoint, the advantage was "It's not true," he chewed.
"I don't get a lot of calls, so I'm not tired. I'm just scared to see the locker on the way home..."
The advantages made him look a little troubled. He was forced to pack in a locker, and for what he couldn't get in, he's in a desk drawer, he's stuck in a bag, he's using his advantages, he's stuck in every space.
"So I think it's hard to have a lot of lotus moon in the locker and a lot of calls"
"... yeah. Earlier, my junior gave it to me."
That's what the bud grenade said and dropped his gaze just a little. Mouth it yourself and cloud your expression slightly. I looked sideways at such budding grenades, but I didn't say anything.
Garbage bags were thrown into the garbage dump where they reached as they were, and bud grenades and advantages washed their hands with nearby water supplies. I wiped my hand with a handkerchief, and the bud grenade fished inside my handheld with a clean hand.
"Yes, Langtang-kun"
And offer chocolate in your favor. Leaving just one in his hand, the bud grenade smiled advantageously at him.
"Thank you"
Advantage receives chocolate from bud grenades without changing his expression in particular. But only a little bit of that face seemed happy as well.
It's so easy for others to give it to you... Words that leak naturally in your mind tighten the bud grenade's heart indefinitely.
"Nanhara-san..."
I saw a bud grenade that really clouded my expression, and now it's time for advantages to open my mouth.
"Did you give Lotus Moon the chocolate?
Everyone on the board cares about that. The reason is because Fengya wanted it the most. But that wasn't all I felt. I'm sure everyone has noticed the change in bud grenades over the past few days. That's why I had a thin feeling the bud grenades cared for me this way.
"If I'd gotten so chocolate... it'd be hard to give you"
That's no excuse. We all get a lot of chocolate, both advantageous and beneficial, but I could give it to you. So that doesn't explain why I couldn't give it to the wind.
"Shh... I was afraid of Lotus Moon's reaction."
The bud grenade went on to tell the truth.
Fengya delights in bud grenade chocolate. Whoever imagines it is. But if my imagination is too big for me to be so happy with the actual wind, the shock is enormous.
I'm afraid to know the gap between my imagination and reality. Conversely, that's how I imagined the bud grenade to be the joy of the wind.
"It's just that my friend thinks this... you're wrong"
In front of a bud grenade lowering his gaze, Advantage sadly loosened his mouth.
"I knew... it was a little harsh."
In a small voice the advantages murmured. The sound of just a little loneliness sounds small. But when the bud grenade raised his face, the advantage was already staring at the bud grenade with a soft expression.
"For Nanahara...... are you sure Lotus Moon is just a friend?
"Huh..."
Bud grenades clog words in favorable questions. The answer was right on my mind. But I couldn't admit it. I was there.
Advantage starts walking towards the school building. There is no indication of a bud grenade upset in its sight.
"Lotus Moon has only seen Nanahara for a long time now"
That's not just about the wind. 'Cause it's the same. But bud grenades don't know that. I will never know what kind of thought Advantage is trying to push the back of a bud grenade, and I will continue to do so.
"What about Nanhara...?
The afternoon class didn't come to mind at all.
The blackboard was in sight, so it's remembered. But I didn't accept it so that my head could understand it.
"Shoots, you study with Wind Yakun, right?
When I realized it, it was after school. That's what Maiko asks me, and the bud grenade snorts in surprise.
If I had circled my head in retrospect of my junior Nako Maehara and favorable words, the time would have easily passed.
"But I can't come right after school... wait in the classroom"
"It's been tough all day. Still, it's great to be here to see you..."
Maiko says as she stares at Takimoto coming this way. And he added, "Really, he seems free." The face felt somewhat hoarse.
"Hey Nanahara. Where are you guys studying today? If you're in the classroom, let's do it together."
Takimoto, who came, said so, and the bud grenade laughed with a troubled face.
"Probably the library today. Tomorrow we'll be in the classroom, so I think we can do it together."
"I don't think Kazuya's going to like it."
It's easy to think of Kazuya complaining about Takimoto. Talking about that and laughing, I got an email to Maiko's smartphone.
"Oh, it's Kazuya."
Maiko opens her email saying, "I wonder if it's a message to the bud grenade". It is only possible that Fengya will contact Maiko in connection with the bud grenade.
"Lotus Moon, what?
"I'm in the infirmary, so it's gonna take a little longer to get here."
Maiko reads out emails from Fengya. It was a message to the guinea pig.
"What's the infirmary... something wrong?
The bud grenade frowns and asks Maiko, but I can't even tell Maiko anything because the text only says' I'm in the infirmary '.
"If you care, why don't you go?
That's what Maiko told the sprouts who looked worried. But Takimoto didn't think Wind Ya was in the infirmary due to an injury or illness, so he sighed loudly.
"You're hiding in the infirmary. Or you think they found you and you're being sued in the infirmary?"
It's an unrelated story for Takimoto, but a story that could possibly be feminine. Maiko is impressed with Takimoto's most likely opinion. The bud grenade in front of her like that was unchanged and faceless.
Fengya, lying in the infirmary bed, let her smartphone go to her pillow and exhaled deeply. The infirmary is now private because the infirmary just left the room.
"In about half an hour, would you give up looking more or less and put it at your desk or in your locker"
Fengya whines one person as she thinks about the female students who would currently be looking for herself.
Maiko will be communicating the contents of the email to the bud grenade by now. With that in mind, Fengya looked at the ceiling of the infirmary.
"Bud Grey...... Lunch break. You didn't give me chocolate."
Fengya had noticed. Lunch break, bud grenades had brought proper chocolate to the library room. But I didn't give it to the wind. Fengya herself could not say "please".
"You don't give it to me in front of Bud Grey... normal"
I am naturally dissatisfied with the actions of Nako Maehara, a junior. If you just give her the chocolate. Still, in her case, the statement was also an issue.
Because of Naiko, he was instantly answered by a bud grenade, "It's not her," and the sweet thought of the wind was smashed.
"She, you know..."
I haven't had a 'girlfriend' in over six months. But the 'girlfriend' who was there until now is also different from what it actually means. For Fengya, "she" was the one who came around in order.
"She's not a big deal to me."
Fengya laughs at herself.
Then there was the sound of the infirmary door opening. I looked at Maiko's email, and the bud grenade may have arrived. For a moment such an idea shook my mind, but the desire is quickly dispelled.
"Feng Ya-kun... you're here"
That's what the girl said over the curtain in front of Fengya's bed. Neither the voice nor the silhouette shown in the curtains are the same as bud grenades.
It is also possible to fall asleep here. But I don't know what I would do to make it good to be asleep.
"Yeah, I'm here."
That's why Fengya was giving it back to the female students. I guess this is not the place to be. But whatever else Fengya does, it doesn't change what happens next. That is the empirical reality.
Hearing Fengya's reply, the female student opened the curtain. Together, Kazuya sits on the bed.
The name of the female student who came in was Sakura Yoshizawa. Now in group A, one of the not so extremist but former Fengya fan clubs. And - he's one of Windy's ex-girlfriends.
"Feeling ill, bad?
"It's okay. I was just sleepy."
She is not worried about her condition. I know as much as I know from the beginning that Kazuya is not feeling well. Fengya knew that she knew and had searched the infirmary for Kazuya.
"Good. Valentines are tough every year, Fengya."
I'm used to clear reassurances. I can read my mind, conveniently but vain at times like this.
"Even when you were dating Sakura, it was Valentine's Day."
"You remember me? Glad to hear it."
Sakura touched her fluffy hair and laughed as she lit up. I think this kind of trick is honestly cute, too. Though bud grenades rarely do for me.
"Feng Ya-kun"
Sakura approached slowly and sat in bed. The sound of the bed ringing echoes the quiet infirmary. The two of us sit on the bed. With Sakura, this sight was not the first to be seen.
"I knew I liked Fengya....... hang out again?
Uphold, Sakura has confessed. Because of the shirt that is loose up to the second button, you can only see a little inside the shirt from the position of the wind.
"I'm sorry. I... I have a kid I like"
"Nanhara-san, right?... I know. But Nanahara-san won't go out with me."
Sakura said so and took Fengya's hand to his chest.
"I like Nanahara-san... Kazuya's just hard."
What Sakura is saying is no mistake. Few people go out with another child, even if they have one they like. Fengya neither affirms nor denies the idea. It may be shallow, but it's healthier.
"... I like it"
Say that again, Sakura brings her face closer to the wind.
Sakura is cute. Even when we were dating, Fengya felt that way. There will be fewer men who say no to such a child so far.
"... eh"
But Fengya stopped what she was about to do by covering her sakura lips with her hands.
"... I'm sorry. Just feel it."
Fengya spills a bitter laugh. Honestly, there's nothing I don't think of when a girl does this to me. But Fengya chose to stop there.
Sakura doesn't seem to be convinced of such an elegant choice and frowns.
"Why... about a kiss, for Kazuya... eh"
"Now that's important too."
Fengya said so blocking Sakura's words. Listening to Sakura's remarks reminds me how I've been the worst in the past.
My past self seemed to be swayed by the fan kids, and I used them just as elegantly.
Such a past cannot be changed either. That's why I want to change myself since I met the bud grenade.
"Now...... because I'm not willing to do that other than my favorite child"
Fengya looked straight into Sakura's eyes and said so. And Fengya's hand, which was on Sakura's chest, somehow stopped the second button on Sakura's shirt.
"If you open it too much, you'll see. We need to be careful."
Fengya smiled and pretended to care. Sakura is not usually the kind of kid who opens up to the second button. Just before she came here, she deliberately opened it, and she knew why.
The pointed sakura turns bright red on his face and rises out of bed. That's how I walked out of the curtain with a crying face.
"Ha..."
At once fatigue pushes over and Fengya tries to fall asleep in bed again. But the next voice I heard hardened the wind and elegance.
"Nanhara,......"
"Oh, um..."
Sakura's voice calling the name of the bud grenade and the unmistakable bud grenade was heard from the door of the infirmary.
If you notice, the bud grenade was coming in front of the infirmary. Though I pretended not to care at all, the bud grenade was quite upset by Takimoto's guess.
"It's not unnatural to come and see how things are going."
It's already unnatural at the time I'm thinking about this, but the bud grenades didn't ask anyone for their opinion, they were convinced to squeal like that.
If you really don't seem well, you can just tell them to stop studying and go home as soon as possible. If Takimoto's right, if you're just hiding, you can wait with him before you go to the library.
Until he came here, the bud grenade had thought of his actions according to the state of wind and elegance.
Still, when Fengya was confessing, I didn't know what to do.
So I just want that to end with Takimoto's guess.
With that in mind, the sprouts laid their hands on the infirmary door.
"Excuse me..."
"Nanhara-san, right?
My name was called in the girl's voice. The bud grenade immediately stops the hand that opens the door.
But there is no appearance of a person as far as I can see. This means that the question is not directed against bud grenades.
The bud grenades turned their gaze to a place surrounded by nature and curtains. Apparently, I didn't hear the door open slowly until over there.
"... I know. But Nanahara-san won't go out with me."
The bud grenade rounded his eyes at the words he heard. Though surprising, it was easy to tell if you think calmly about what kind of story would make such a statement.
"I like Nanahara-san... Kazuya's just hard."
It didn't take me long to understand that I was in the middle of a confession right now.
Something is happening that I most wanted to avoid. What we actually encounter and know on the spot is that bud grenades should not be on the spot.
"... I like it"
But the female student's voice sewed the bud grenade's foot on the spot. The sound of the bed squeaks small into the infirmary. If we leave here now, no matter what happens after this, the bud grenade won't get hurt.
And yet, I can't move my legs...
"I'm sorry. Just feel it."
The next voice I heard was salvation. Though careless, the bud grenade was relieved by Fengya's reply.
I never thought the time would come to think like this. I can't change the fact that there were so many of her in the wind. Even if that's what Fengya didn't want, that's the fact.
Bud Grey himself, wasn't willing to blame me for that. I never thought I didn't like that.
"About a kiss, for Kazuya... eh"
Since when? What makes me think I don't like about the past when Fengya was gently touching other children?
I don't know for sure. But I'm pretty sure that's recent.
"Now...... because I'm not willing to do that other than my favorite child"
Sudden change. But no. That was the change that was happening slowly and reliably in the bud grenade.
A female student comes out of the curtain. She was crying.
He rubbed his eyes, looked forward, and reflected in his eyes the appearance of a bud grenade standing up against the door.
"Nanhara,......"
You should have hidden. It was clear that the bud grenade was eavesdropping, and with all due respect, only a dumb voice came from the mouth of the bud grenade.
The female student leaves her face bright red, passing beside the bud grenade and exiting the infirmary. My shoulder bumped and the bud grenade just let go.
Now that the female students are gone, the bud grenades can go to the other side of the curtain. The bud grenade felt very far away from the wind that was supposed to be right there.
"Bud Grey......?
Fengya called the name of the bud grenade with a little anxiety. To make sure if the bud grenade is really inside the infirmary.
The bud grenade slowly approaches the curtain. And I gripped the edge of the curtain.
"Can I open it?
"Yeah," Fengya replied in a small voice when the bud grenade received confirmation.
If I pulled the curtain as it was, the figure of the wind as it sat on the bed appeared in the eyes of the bud grenade.
When the bud grenade meets his eyes, Fengya laughs with a troubled face. To that smile, the bud grenade's heart was still cuddly tightened.
"When I heard you were in the infirmary, I came to see how things were... I'm sorry."
"Why are you apologizing? I'm glad you're worried, buddy.
Fengya said in a gentle voice. The smile doesn't make you feel the remnants of your confession until just now.
However, the trace of the female student sitting earlier remains there as a wrinkle in the bed.
I already knew the answer, both the reason for the distorted expression and the reason for the swirling emotions.
"I guess this feeling of mine is a jerk, as Lotus Moon said"
"Huh...?
My heart was strangely calm. I was more surprised by the wind and grace in front of me than the bud grenade that tells me pale.
"Bud Grey...... I knew you were listening to me earlier?
That's the only reason bud grenades say this. Asked by the wind, the bud grenade nodded quietly.
I don't like how Fengya gets chocolate handed to someone or confessed to someone. The feeling is nothing but jealousy.
"Lotus Moon, I'm sorry...... When people ask me if I like Lotus Moon... I honestly don't know yet."
I've never been in love or anything. So I don't know if this emotion is a romantic emotion in the bud grenade. It just seems like an exclusive desire.
To call this feeling love, the bud grenade emotion was too ugly, the exact opposite of the beautiful feeling the wind would point at.
"But to me, Lotus Moon..."
In love, maybe not. But the bud grenade's heart immediately gave an answer to the favorable question of "Is Wind Ya Just a Friend".
"I'm not just a friend anymore."
The bud grenade looked straight into the windy eyes and said. When I told him that, I felt the moya moya in the bud grenade's heart clear all at once.
"Bud grenade, honey...?
Fengya kept her eyes round and her eyes were shaking. I guess the thought hasn't caught up with the sudden words of the bud grenade.
"Well, I... you're in the library first"
I was actually planning on going with you. But as it is, it is also awkward to stay here, and the bud grenade turns its back on the wind. And I tried to get out of the curtain.
"Ma,"
Windy grabbed such a bud grenade hand. Fengya's voice wasn't out well. When the bud grenade looked back, Fengya was dyeing her face thinly.
"Is that true?
The voice confirming Fengya was still anxious. I'm ashamed to be asked again. As the bud grenade nodded as if it smelled, Fengya sighed loudly and put her forehead on the bud grenade's hand.
"Lotus Moon Ku..."
"Bud Grey. My favor, listen?
Windy hands touching the hand of the bud grenade were trembling. I was anxious as if to touch a broken object.
Still, I can't just shake my thoughts. Because only feelings are deeply rooted in his heart.
"If you have feelings at all, stay with me. You don't have to like it clearly..."
Fengya slowly raised her face.
"Make me buddy number one."
Windy eyes only show bud grenades. Windy cheeks only think of bud grenades and stain them red. I'm glad to hear that bud grenades are still sloppy.
- Still, okay.
"Yeah.... Lotus Moon is number one"
No matter how sloppy they scorned me, the bud grenades wanted me to stay by the wind.