During the afternoon class, bud grenades had been thinking.
The bud grenade that hurt us all behaved in the future... We can't end what happened with Shotaro without ambiguity.
I can't laugh like there was nothing left to hurt about Shotaro.
All this morning and all this time, Shotaro has something to tell Shotaro.
After the homeroom, the bud grenade came to the student club room with its feet.
But there are already shadows of people in the student club room. Those two had come to the student council room earlier than the bud grenade.
"Ah..."
That's where I was.
The bud grenade unexpectedly brings a small surprise voice when he sees the two of them. Listening firmly to the pitifully leaky bud grenade voice, Lailuo laughed lightly.
"Well, then. I... work in the gym."
The two of them had already finished the conversation, and Laila called out to him. And it came to the front of the bud grenade in the queue "Tatsuzu".
The bud grenade deflects his gaze reflexively. I blame myself for being an "idiot," but I can't even bring back the face I disobeyed from Laila now.
In the ears of the bud grenades that let his gaze wander, he heard Lailuo exhale small.
"Good luck...... Ru-chan"
To the voice of the gentle Lai Luo, the bud grenade raises his face.
That's how the bud grenade saw Laila laughing as beautifully as usual.
"Come Ro... Chan"
Lailuo passed beside the bud grenade and left the student council room.
The bud grenade looking back only reflected the rear of Lailuo walking out the door.
"I plan to share the work today. Do you want to work in the gymnasium with Shouguan? Preparing for Graduation"
I was told that student council work today is dominated by preparation for graduation ceremonies for high three students scheduled for March. * Confirmation of the diploma in the adjacent room, three others are to make flowers and various ornaments in the gym, and the other two are to work in the student council room.
Coming to the student council room as soon as possible, Laila apparently chose to work in the gym.
"Probably... Shotaro will be working in the student club room"
Like I know what a bud grenade thinks, he speaks his name. And I anticipated the wind and favorable choices as I added.
"Fengya would choose to work in the gym, wouldn't she?... advantageous, let the bud grenade choose first"
With the light coming from the window behind her, the face of her shadow. Precisely anticipating what all the officers had to say, Xuri laughed.
"... which do you prefer bud grenades?
Ask. But I thought he already anticipated the choices that the bud grenades would make now.
"Kamiyo-kun"
I guess it's because I'm anticipating it that Tsubaki affirms all the idea of bud grenades.
The bud grenade, which has hurt him many times over, hurts him again one last time. The word is - the choice to choose just one person.
"I... will remain in the student council room"
The answer that bud grenades choose is not what they wholeheartedly desire.
Still, he narrows his eyes and laughs at me.
"Yeah.... I thought so"
Bud grenade feelings, bud grenade choices, he embraced all of them and was on his side.
Alone in a quiet student club room.
In a space made intentionally, Shotaro and Shotaro were together.
In a quiet room, where even the rubbing sound of paper can sound loud. The lights are on properly, too.
The bud grenade's heart sounded loud even though there was nothing to be afraid of.
"... Nanhara"
Shotaro calls his name, and Shoutaroo raises his gaze. Shotaro hasn't seen the bud grenade thing. Shotaro quietly opened his mouth as he fixed the print, which was bundled in front of him, into a file.
"Tell me when you're done with that. Take it to the staff room."
"... yeah"
Just business contact.
Soon the conversation will be over.
It was the bud grenade that forced him to break the silence he tried to return to.
"Gejong-kun"
"... what"
"This morning... the..."
The bud grenade stops the word there.
Now that I don't have my mind sorted out, Shotaro's "sorry" and "thank you" for the fact that he helped me this morning, and Shotaro has lost track of which voice to make.
Shotaro's gaze pierces the bud grenade that stopped him from speaking.
"If you have feelings of guilt or gratitude for me or anything like that about this morning... that would be a mistake"
Shotaro said in a small voice to a bud grenade that could not be continued.
An unfathomable tale like Shotaro. But there were no thorns in the voice, so much so that it was rather too gentle and likely to break.
"I just said the facts."
Shotaro stared into Shotaro's eyes.
Beyond the glasses, Shotaro's eyes still close the light and shade again.
That's how the bud grenades hurt Shotaro again. But no more bud grenades, leave them there and throw them out. Shotaro knew all about his feelings, and that's how he chose the bud grenade.
"Nanhara...? Hey Nanhara, what... Huh!
The raised bud grenade rides out his desk and takes up Shotaro's glasses. Shotaro held Shotaro's bud grenade arm strongly with his glasses in his hand.
Shotaro, however, is aware that he gripped too hard, and grabs it and immediately releases his bud grenade hand.
Such Shotaro's kindness shook Shotaro's heart indefinitely.
"Gejong-kun...... Hey, tell me the truth...?
"I'm sure it's true. Where am I lying now..."
"Gejong-kun"
The shadows of bud grenades and Shotaro overlap. Shotaro's eyes are in front of the bud grenade's eyes.
A slightly touching nose.
At a distance where even his lips seemed to overlap if he moved his body a little, the bud grenade looked down at Shotaro.
"... Nanhara, what..."
It's that situation that keeps Shotaro from moving his body without darkness. If it's feminine, I won't miss this situation. I'm sure I'll move that face and kiss the bud grenade right now.
Shotaro doesn't, though. Shotaro is clumsy everywhere and gentle everywhere.
"These Dade glasses... will make you happy"
That was presented to Shotaro by Shotaro.
Shotaro's glasses, which he used regularly, were covered in bud grenades and broke for bud grenades.
Even though there are substitute glasses, Shotaro still uses the bud grenade gifted glasses for me.
"Hey, Gejong-kun. I... I'm glad. Gejong-kun's feelings"
I thought Shotaro's feelings were all 'in-laws'.
My friend gave me a gift so he insisted on using it.
Now I know the real reason.
"Gejong-kun has helped me many times. He helped me over and over again, and he seemed to bother me with my selfishness and always listened to me at the end..."
The world Shotaro sees from these glasses is always Shotaro's enemy. Because Shotaro's eyes fascinate everyone and take away their will.
By the same token, Shotaro's eyes, which he saw through his glasses, will see the truth in a sumptuous way...
"I'm not sorry... thank you, always... yes, I think"
Because it's important, it's a choice I'll never be able to go back to, so don't get lost. Shotaro wanted to know 'true'.
To find out that, the bud grenade was trying to convey all the 'true' that was now in him.
"Gejong-kun was there... so I wasn't afraid of the dark anymore. I'm not scared because I remember Gejong."
Scary memories don't disappear from the bud grenade. I was always in fear if I let myself in the dark.
But now in the dark in the head of the bud grenade was my memory with Shotaro.
"It was Gejong who overwrote my scary memory.... and the darkness, he said, could reach his voice properly."
In the dark, there's nothing to be afraid of. There is kindness in the bud grenades today, but warmth is nearby.
That was the kindness of Shotaro, who helped me many times.
"It was Gejong who told me he had the right arms to hold me even if I was scared."
I don't want to lose that arm. I want you to stay by my side the whole time.
The thoughts in the bud grenade's heart may still be uncertain now. Maybe it's the feeling I left to the flow. Still, the sprouts...
"Gejong-kun... I... I'm sure about Gejong-kun"
"Don't say."
Shotaro blocked Shoutaro's mouth. Shotaro's right hand holds Shotaro's lips and lets him swallow the rest of the words.
"... don't say it. There is no guarantee that Nanhara is still not hypnotized. Don't look me in the eye.... please"
Shotaro leaned down like he was hiding his own eyes.
A voice that's going to cry. I've never seen Shotaro so weak.
"Nanhara's feelings... could be what I led her to. So... don't say"
Maybe the real Shotaro has always been.
Why I kept wearing Dada glasses, even though I knew hypnotic induction wouldn't work for all the officers.
That's because any of the officers could fall into Shotaro's hypnosis.
That's why Shotaro never took off his glasses unless he needed them even in front of everyone.
The bud grenade leaves the desk and stands next to Shotaro.
That's how the bud grenade crouched as he peered into the face of the bending Shotaro.
"Nan..."
"Gejong-kun... I'll be fine"
Touching Shotaro's hand, which hides his eyes, Shotaro spins a gentle voice.
Shotaro has said to me many times, "It's okay" words.
It was never the usurpation of the will of private lust that those eyes gave me bud grenades, it was all a tender 'ambiguous' feeling.
"If you can't believe me, make me believe you"
Shotaro moves his arm, as Shotaro tells him, "Look at me".
Shotaro's eyes look so beautiful.
Shotaro's eyes have been shining beautifully on the bud grenades ever since he first saw them. That's why I don't want you to shade like you just did.
"Tell me?" Don't like me. "
"Then you're an idiot. I can tell you that."
"Say it. It's okay... just trust me."
Shotaro laughs at Shotaro.
I was horrified to be able to exchange words with Shotaro. I lost my mind when I saw Shotaro weak.
Shotaro's eyes made me feel clear.
That's all, bud grenade's heart. It's not a false emotion.
Shotaro moved his trembling lips under the straightening gaze of a bud grenade.
"Like my... don't be"
Shotaro doesn't look away from Shotaro's eyes.
Shotaro bit off the words he had unleashed and stared at those beautiful eyes with a smile.
"I can't. Because... I already like it so much"
The bud grenade chuckled fluffily.
I was confident Shotaro's hypnosis would not work. Close to intent rather than confidence. I hoped it would never change my mind. Because I can't tell Shotaro how important I feel if I don't.
sloppy means. But the feeling of bud grenades telling in that way was above all echoing Shotaro's heart.
Shotaro's eyes just think they're beautiful, without changing his mind. Shoutaro's feelings do not disappear easily when taken away by Shoutaro's eyes.
More than any vow, I felt trustworthy.
"Kusu, Hara... the fool"
Shotaro says so and reaches for the bud grenade.
In the bright room, this was the first time Shotaro had ever held me.
"... Gejong-kun"
An arm that is turned to ascertain the presence of bud grenades. The bud grenade turned his arm around his back so as to answer that feeling.
"I... like Nanhara"
Shotaro's voice is comfortable in his ear.
"I can't believe you like me... you're a really stupid woman"
I'm used to hearing Shotaro's blurry words.
Even that already seems loving to bud grenades.
"I'm not stupid. Because Gejong-kun is too kind."
Hearing the sound of the sprouts laughing karakara, Shotaro embraced the sprouts stronger than earlier.
"The one who says you're nice about me... is about Nanhara"
"That's not true.... I know who I know"
"I don't."
"Already...... But still, I guess."
Shotaro buried his face on Shotaro's shoulder.
Shotaro's scent spreads across his chest.
I always had a cramped head when Shotaro hugged me, and I didn't notice at all. Shotaro's scent is gentle, fluffing the bud grenade's heart so much.
"Because I know.... Wouldn't that do it?
An inquiry that I know the answer to and ask. A question so sloppy that you become aware of it.
Shotaro won't tell me if I don't.
Shotaro wanted to hear it from Shotaro's mouth.
"I like it, what the... so I guess that's enough.... idiot"
The illuminated "fool" thrills the bud grenade's chest.
I wanted to hear more about the reluctant "likes" and held Shotaro harder.
"Nanhara...... thanks"
Shotaro's feelings, spun with a nearly disappearing voice, were his sincere heart, rarely heard.