The study group went well and the test was successfully completed. Fengya didn't say she was "done," but she looked quite responsive.
Needless to say about bud grenades.
Since then, the distance from the wind and elegance has never shrunk or left. vague, complex relationships still persisted.
The test period ends and the student council begins. March is approaching, as is the graduation of the senior year. So today's student council work was a light preparation for graduation.
Bud grenades, wind and grace, and Lailuo make flower decorations to be used at graduation. Other members act separately from what they normally do or do.
"Wow, uh... failed again"
Fengya dropped her shoulders gawking and sighed. I make flower decorations with Japanese paper, but if I use too much paper power, it will tear easily. This was the third time the wind had ripped open.
"Because I'm doing it looking at you."
"I don't deny watching, but it's usually hard,"
When Lailuo laughed and cautioned, Fengya flaunted her shoulders and exhaled gently. Originally that would be thrown away in the failures, but as the bud grenades were used to, they received the failures from Fengya.
"... yeah. If we do this here too... yes, we can use it with the decorations on the back."
Moving his hand cleverly, the bud grenade hid the torn part of the wind and completed the flower decoration. To that appearance, Fengya and Lailuo admire each other and say, "Ooh..."
"You saved all three of my failures."
Lailuo laughed at the wind when he said so. "Good for you." In this work last year, Fengya failed by about 10 pieces and got angry.
"I don't think I need to get mad this year. Thanks, buddy."
Fengya laughs at the bud grenade. But that smile has no power. The wind was only a little less energetic this morning.
"... Lotus Moon. Could it be you're not feeling well?
I wondered if it would be nice to be smiled at and ask this, but the bud grenade was asking naturally.
"Huh? Oh, I'm having a little stomachache"
That said, Fengya still laughs too hard. The bud grenade looked even more anxious, and instead Lailao sighed loudly.
"Anyway, you forced me to eat all the chocolate after the expiration date."
Fengya responded by shaking her shoulder to Lailuo's words all the time saying "Drawing Star".
"Uh... Valentine's?
"Yes, Wind, because you're so disciplined, you eat it every day and consume it properly."
The bud grenade knows the amount of chocolate the wind has received with an immediate eye. I think you ate all that and I'm exhausted with the phrase, "Is your body okay?"
Starting with Lailuo, the other officers use all means to get others to eat and give way, although I'm sorry, because I can't eat all of them exactly, although I speak a bit.
That's what we're doing around us, but we're still consuming it properly.
"I don't know what's in there."
"Stop being frightened."
Fengya blues her face to Lailuo's twinkle. It's not good for your health when your consumption expires even if you don't have anything weird in it.
Bud grenades looked troubled, although eating them all was great, that it wouldn't make sense to break his stomach.
"... Lotus Moon"
I feel responsible because I am one of those who gave chocolate to the wind. Even though Fengya wanted it, she increased her fengya chocolate consumption at the time she gave her chocolate.
"But I tried it all, and I knew Sprout's chocolate was the best. I can feel it, and I'm happy."
You noticed the bud grenade lowered its gaze, that's what Fengya has been saying.
I honestly think bud grenades would be happy with the words of Fengya. I'm thrilled with a dialogue I never thought I'd have before. This feeling must be something special in style.
"Shit, Wind. Don't say anything cold."
"Cold!?
But that's why...
"Hey, buddy. Aren't you about to rip it when you fold it here?
"Uh... I won't, but you're really ripping it off."
Fengya asks closer to the bud grenade. Keep a certain distance.
I didn't even want to hold him until before. But since then (...) I knew as much as Fengya intentionally kept this distance.
Even now, beyond the lines of friends, I don't know why Fengya would do that.
After a while, the flower decoration became quite good, so the bud grenade rose with a cardboard full of flower decorations.
"I'll take this to the conference room once it's full."
"I'm coming too!
"You can do it alone. Make a lot of it in the meantime."
The wind tried to follow me, but I laughed and said no because I didn't need either of them.
"... I wish I could stay with you forever"
Fengya twinkles as she stares behind the bud grenade. Seeing the sighing wind as it was, Laila laughed with a troubled face.
"... good for you, Wind"
"Huh?"
I didn't know what Lailuo was talking about. But I thought about it a little bit and thought about what it meant.
"Did you hear from advantageous kung?
"Yeah. He said he was psychologically attacked the day before the test, at lunch."
Come Luo tells him it looks like he's having fun.
Saturday and Sunday before the test. I really wanted to have a library date with Bud Grey, but like last week, Bud Grey went to Tojo Group to study that way, so Fengya was studying in a very favorable house as an example.
And that's when I accidentally told her what happened to Valentine.
"If my favorable kung's grades go down, it's my fault!?
"Stupid. You're not going to collapse with that kind of psychological attack."
Lailuo glanced over his shoulder and stared jiggily at the door where the bud grenade had left.
"Ru is not jealous.... Isn't she cute?
"Terribly."
"Don't curse," said Luo, coming to the instant answer, eating Decopin. But he's still jealous, and Lailuo spills a "good" sigh in front of the painful wind.
Lailao should be in a complicated mood, too. But I guess he's trying not to look depressed so the wind doesn't care.
Feng Ya was relieved by his bright attitude.
Then I grinned when I saw Fengya as Lailuo opened his new bag of Japanese paper.
"Don't let them hate you because you're so cute"
Lailuo makes fun of him and tells him. Understanding what he meant by "rampage," Fengya turned away. And laugh bitterly with an indescribable face.
"What, you've already got your hands on it!?
"No," Fengya denied bitterly as she laughed, to come and be surprised at the reaction of Fengya.
"Rather the other way around.... I finally got my hands on it."
When Fengya answers that, Lailuo shall be Kyotong. But soon I held my stomach and started laughing.
"Why are you laughing!
"Because, Wind, I've been doing as much as I've been doing with my girlfriend for a month.... I thought you were serious."
Lailuo affirms Fengya's cautious attitude, "It's a good thing". You want to take care of it because you like it, he said. It is a thought that does exist in the wind.
Fengya returned a bitter laugh to Nikonico and Laughing Laila.
"I'm still waiting for Bud Grey to reply, and now I'm fine..."
That cautious attitude is fine now. You're right to keep your hands together. But if the bud grenade gave me a good reply, I didn't think Fengya could do more than hold hands to the bud grenade.
"I'm scared to touch you, buddy."
Fengya tells that with a pitiful face. When I heard that, Laila was bringing a dumb voice "eh".
"You're scared... you're holding hands, aren't you?
"That too, I'm pretty scared... and I think I know my hand shaking bud grenade"
When I try to connect my hand with the bud grenade, my hand shivers. I'm thinking of all sorts of excuses, like "because of the cold" or "nervous" for when I'm questioned by a bud grenade, but I don't hear a bud grenade.
"The truth is, I want to hug you and kiss you like before. If it's true, I'm not being careful at all."
That is the true meaning of Fengya. I want to touch the bud grenade. But I won't touch it.
"After the fan club... I decided not to touch Bud Grey for a while for reflection. That's why I stopped hugging you..."
"I kind of noticed that."
All student council members had guessed that Fengya no longer held onto the bud grenade. I no longer see that I used to watch a few times a day, so I notice them easily. Bud Grey himself had noticed that.
"Then I would... I'd like to hug, I'd like to hold hands... and that would come to my mind."
Trying to touch the bud grenade, a worn out bud grenade figure floats. Then nature and my hands trembled and I couldn't even hug them.
"I really like Bud Grey. Because I like it... I'm scared."
The more I like it, the more I'm afraid of losing it again. I'm afraid I'll hurt you again.
"There's nothing you can do, me."
"Wind......"
Fengya laughed powerlessly. Such anxiety will not disappear unless it is anointed in the past.
Even if I knew, I couldn't help it.
When the bud grenade went to the conference room next to the student council room, there was a pod there.
"Obnoxious."
The bud grenade enters the room, greeting him so with a relaxed voice. The moment he saw the bud grenade that came in, he softened his expression to reassure him.
"Good day. You've come to the right place"
"Just a minute?
When the bud grenade put his neck on the words of the deep meaning, he grinned softly.
"I'm going to check the name of my diploma now. Think I'd be quick if I had a bud grenade."
Sure, bud grenades would be quick to help, but even if they do, it shouldn't take that long.
"Kamiyo-kun alone is enough."
"It's a shorter time. 'Cause there's something else to do."
I can't say no when they say that much. I thought the name lighting wouldn't take that long, and the bud grenade sat in the seat in front of him.
If you memorize the roster sassy, all you have to do is check one deed at a time. Bud Grenade keeps turning his third grade diploma.
"Speaking of which, bud grenades..."
On the way to work, the bamboo called out to the bud grenade. In the middle of work, the bud grenade replied with his gaze pointed at the deed.
"What?
"... are you dating Fengya?
To that question, the bud grenade rounds his eyes. Then he turned his gaze toward the deed.
"I don't know."
To the bud grenade who replied subtly, he looked troubled. Not denying it means being close to it.
"... As for the wind, you'd be happy. 'Cause he always liked the bud grenade thing."
Xu was laughing complicated. The pair of bud grenades also slightly distorted the expression.
"Really...... I wonder"
Bud grenade makes a strange face at his remarks. Bud grenades are whining about this too. I was surprised at myself.
Bud grenades and wind grace are not dating. But I'm close to it. I guess if I do something like a lover and it works out, I'll be a lover.
So if the bud grenades could sort out their feelings properly, it would work - it should have.
"Sprouts? How..."
The worried voice disappeared with a broken tooth. I know why. I know, so the bud grenade couldn't give me a face.
"Sorry...... Dirty deeds are bad, so I knew I..."
The sprouts rub their eyes and take their seats. Trying to keep the door open, he grabbed my arm.
"Something happened with Fengya?
"Nothing... nothing"
"There's no way, is there?
She asks me worried. When asked in a gentle voice, I couldn't do it anymore. The tears that had caught my eye spilled.
"... budding grenade"
"No...... because it's not"
I was beginning to wonder for myself what I was denying. I rushed to wipe the tears, but a new tear came to my eyes, and the bud grenade blocked my face with both hands.
This is not the kind of thing I would talk to.
I'm sure the only reason for Windy's behavior is Windy.
Windy hands are always trembling, even though you say you like them enough to embarrass them.
The distance, which was too close, gradually went away and I felt like it would never go back to normal.
"... what would he do if he made me cry"
When he sighed, he held on to the bud grenade as it was.
The bud grenade is surprised and clogs his voice down his throat for a moment. His face was pressed against his chest, and his scent spread through his nasal cavity.
"Ya..., divine... let go"
The bud grenade resisted while stunned. By my head was the figure of the wind grace that once held the bud grenade even at a time like this.
I can't stop thinking about Kazuya, even though she's hugged me.
"If you haven't dated yet...... why don't you make me your boyfriend?
The bud grenade solidified into the words that came down from above.
I don't know what he's talking about. This must be a joke. Just like on a school trip day, it's a joke that puzzles bud grenades.
Bud Grey told himself that and breathed.
"that joke...... not very funny"
Let me put it strongly, I don't rely on the voice on my nose.
"Really..."
The voice of the bamboo that affirms the words of the bud grenade is small and uncut.
Because of the sound of such a clatter, or because his heart was unstable, the bud grenade was left with his head in the chest of a clatter.
The memory of being gracefully embraced is properly on my mind.
That's why the warmth that now embraces me made me weep, realizing that the scent that reaches my nose doesn't belong to the wind.