Valentine's Day.
The school is noisier than usual at a major event of giving chocolate to officers.
Of course, each of the officers on the receiving side seemed busy.
"Langtang-kun. If you like."
Lunch break, come to the student council room and the bud grenade advantageously offers a pink bag. The advantage, which is often given more indirectly than being given direct chocolate, was studying quietly in the student council room.
"Thank you"
"You'll get a lot, so I turned it into an understated, tea-flavored cookie - Tea okay?"
"It's okay. … thank you so much"
To the care of the bud grenades, the advantages make you smile just a little.
Today was a week before the test. The bud grenade turned its attention to the issue of an open Mandarin in its favour.
"It's going to be a lot harder this time."
"Yes, I'm worried I'll be able to do what I always do"
"Haha, Langtang-kun will be fine -"
"I'll give it back."
That's how they said it, and the bud grenade laughed in his voice again. Then he called out to the bud grenade, "Um..." in a way that was not advantageous.
"... Nanhara-san"
"Hmm?
"Did you give Lotus Moon a cookie?
Advantage begs reluctantly. The bud grenade shook his neck sideways.
As of morning, I was able to give it to the person who came to the classroom to return what had been loaned to him by accident. I stopped by an empty class before I came here and gave it to Shotaro, and in my favor I gave it to him now.
He's an officer, and he's the only one who can't just give it away to the wind. Wind should be the busiest day of the day, so that was natural too.
"I didn't see him at all. I figured... I guess I'm busy calling."
When the bud grenade asked with a bitter smile, the advantage threw his gaze to the side only slightly. And I narrow my eyes and "Right," I whine small.
"Um, if you like... why don't you give it to Lotus Moon from me?
"Huh?"
To the advantageous suggestion, the bud grenades keep a slight eye out.
"I'll give it to you myself."
"... but I guess. I don't think they'll catch you after school."
That's what they say in their favor, and the bud grenade gets a small voice saying "... ah". After school today, bud grenades can't stay in school for long.
"Well... if you're not going to see me until after school, can I ask you?
"Yes."
In a favorable reply, the bud grenade smiles "thank you". I saw a bud grenade smile and the advantages still looked worrying.
"Nanhara. … thank you"
To the bud grenade trying to return to the classroom, the advantage is to say thank you again for the cookies. The bud grenade answered in a relaxed tone, "I'm sorry to bother you," and left the student club room.
Confirming that the door was closed, the advantage opened its mouth by looking at the chairman's seat.
"This is it, okay?
No one is sitting in the chairman's seat. But when the advantages inquired, the voice returned properly from behind the chairman's seat.
"... yeah. 'Cause it's true they're still calling after school."
Fengya was hiding behind the chairman's seat. Before the bud grenade came here, Fengya came to the student council room during the call.
A bud grenade arrived on the way to ask for it in his favor.
"Why didn't you just get it?
I could have seen him now and received him, but Fengya didn't try to see the bud grenade while he was hiding. When I wondered about it and the advantages inquired, I heard Fengya laugh sadly.
"... because I know my brother-in-law"
Fengya whines as she sits behind the chairman's seat.
For buddy grenades, Kazuya is neither a lover nor a lover. So it's natural to be in-laws, and so is everyone else on the board.
Guys, that's fine with my brother-in-law. But I didn't like Fengya because I didn't.
"You buddy, you said you were going to La Fausto after school.... Uemura-san texted me"
"Huh?"
I emailed Maiko that I was going to be able to meet the bud grenade a little after school, and Maiko replied like that.
Bud grenade and La Faust school, illuminating the current situation as far as Fengya knew, the person that comes to mind was Fengya's dislike of him.
"... Nanhara-san, to see that guy?
"Probably..."
I can hear the wind sighing. Advantage heard from Fengya and clouded his expression.
"I hope Nanhara doesn't get hurt any more"
The complexion of the bud grenade is getting worse every day. If you see him and smile back like before, that's fine.
But somehow, I felt it wouldn't and the advantage dropped my gaze.
After school, the bud grenades ended up not being able to meet the wind and came to La Faust School entrusting cookies to the wind in their favor.
When he greeted the guard in front of the gate and told him, "I have an appointment to see Master Qinzo", the guards who had heard that in advance from Holy Night passed the bud grenade through the school with generous treatment.
Feeling the gaze of the school students, the bud grenade walks on campus. I don't do anything to look around for a moment, but my gaze has always cared about my surroundings.
Arriving in the Secret Service without getting lost, the bud grenade takes a deep breath. With only a little nervousness, the bud grenade knocked on the Secret Service door.
"... it's Nanhara. May I come in, please?
As the bud grenade inquires inside, the voice of the Holy Night returns immediately. With the permission of Holy Night, the bud grenade opened the door to the Secret Service.
"Excuse me......"
When I went inside, my eyes moved and I looked around the Secret Service before I wanted to do that myself.
Only Holy Night in the room. That's not particularly funny either. The matter of bud grenades was that Holy Night alone would suffice.
"... you came sooner than I thought"
Holy Night sits on the couch. I saw about the bud grenade, and I was laughing small.
"Yes.... the student council is off today"
"What was that before the test? Know."
Holy Night moves a little from the middle of the couch to the edge. That's how he sent a "sit on the side" signal to the bud grenade.
The bud grenade gently lowered his head and sat next to such a holy night.
"Um... this. I told you yesterday, it's chocolate."
The bud grenade takes a small brown box out of his hand and gives it to him on Holy Night. What I gave you on Holy Night is not cookies, it's chocolate.
Unlike officers, not so many people give chocolate on Holy Night. 'I can't give it to you' because of your identity is the right way to say it.
That's why I prepared chocolate properly on Holy Night.
"Can I open it? Yeah?
"Yes. Go away."
When Holy Night opens the box, there's a beautiful line of truffles there. It's a bitter chocolate based truffle. The Holy Night did not pick and eat one of them, and brought a breath of admiration.
"Yum......"
"Is that true?... Good -"
Upon hearing the thoughts of Holy Night, the bud grenades were honestly pleased. Holy Night looks delightfully at the delightful face of the bud grenade and picks another truffle.
The bud grenade turned only to the side of his gaze, wanting to see how Holy Night was eating chocolate looking delicious.
A chair where Makoto always sits. There, there's no Makoto.
"... prudent?
Questioned that way on Holy Night, the bud grenade returns his gaze. On Holy Night I placed the box of chocolate on the desk in front of me and sat deep on the couch.
"Shin would probably stay in the library.... maybe one of these days."
The Holy Night tells quietly. Hearing that, the bud grenade laughed lightly.
"Nothing... you don't have to come. You must be busy."
"Let it go.... I'm the one you needed."
Tell him to emphasize, Holy Night turns his gaze to the bud grenade. Bud grenade eyes swayed at the gaze of an exploring Holy Night.
"... Mr. Qinzo"
"Are you sure you're here to see Makoto?
It wasn't my fault. I noticed last night on Holy Night. I was aware of the real purpose of the bud grenade, on the pretext of going to see him on Holy Night.
"That's why... isn't it"
Yet I still try to hide it. Seeing such a bud grenade, Holy Night gave me a sad look.
Stop lying to me.
Holy Night said in a gentle voice and embraced the bud grenade.
"... lying, something"
"You don't think I get it?
The voice of the Holy Night speaks in my ear. The voice was so lonely that the bud grenade's heart was tightened.
"You think I don't get it?
Holy Night asks again and again. I had more and more strength in my hugging arm.
The guilt of lying on Holy Night fills the bud grenade's heart.
But yet what my heart wanted was another warmth.
Even if I made you look like this on Holy Night, still be discreet, I missed you.
"Sorry...... DO"
"... I came to see you discreetly, and what did you intend to do?
I can't answer that question, bud grenade. I wasn't thinking about what I was going to do myself.
I just wanted to see Makoto and talk to him properly.
"Do what you like about him, are you going to say?
In the words of the Holy Night the bud grenades round his eyes. Though he tried to shake his neck to the side, Holy Night's hand held the head of the bud grenade in place.
"No...... No, I'm not talking about him..."
I tried to deny it. But I couldn't. My thoughts on Makoto cannot be false.
I like Makoto. I felt that this feeling was the only one connecting Shin with the bud grenade right now.
That's why I refuse to even deny it in words.
"I..."
There's no word to go on, only the air leaks. The body of the bud grenade trembled desperately so that no seeping tears could overflow.
"Don't tell me anymore. Yes."
Holy night gently rubs the back of the trembling bud grenade.
"... I know as much as I know who my favorite woman thinks and what she thinks"
For a moment, I didn't understand what the Holy Night was saying. Understand that the 'woman you like' of Holy Night is you, then go on and think about the meaning of that 'like'. The bud grenade denied himself the answer that came out that way.
But Holy Night, like I guessed the idea of such bud grenades, I firmly added words.
"... you'll care as a friend"
I'm not a friend. For example, there is only one meaning left of that 'like'.
"I... like you. As a single woman, I like her."
The thoughts of the Holy Night are directed at me. Bud grenades were really special for Holy Night.
And now that I know how it feels, I can also understand that the feeling of bud grenades is something that will never come true.
"... Shh."
I wanted it to be so. But as much as the feeling of Holy Night wasn't a lie, I knew it.
"No lies. I really like you, buddy."
The word "like" of Holy Night runs through my head. Sounded like a wooden spirit over and over again, the bud grenade burst into tears.
Knowing the feelings of the Holy Night, my thoughts of prudence spread further into the heart of the bud grenade.
Neither bud grenades nor holy nights get the feeling of asking each other.
The reality spreading in front of me was too cruel. It's no different that I cried. Still sad, I can't stop crying.
Makoto chooses Holy Night.
Whatever happened, Makoto never liked the sprouts more than Holy Night liked the sprouts.
Bud grenades know that.
I tear bud grenades thinking about Makoto, but I still won't let Holy Night go with a hug.
The hands of the Holy Night whispering the back of the bud grenade were gentle enough to make my heart bitter.
"I don't know how I feel. Later. Yeah."
The strong thoughts of the Holy Night echo the heart of the bud grenade. I don't have a voice because of the tears. "Don't say that," he murmured in his heart, but it won't reach Holy Night.
Makoto won't give me the kindness of Holy Night.
"Stay by my side.... Pick Me"
Wood spirits in quiet rooms, the voice of the Holy Night rang all the way across the door.