Even when Shin was gone, the bud grenade was staring after his departure. Holy Night looked down at such a bud grenade as he grabbed the box of chocolate handed over carefully with cuddly force.
"From Makoto... Moroto?
Quiet inquiry. Same box in the hands of Holy Night.
The bud grenade looked up at the Holy Night, slowly fixing that box that was given to him before the Holy Night opened the door to his bag.
"Yes.... like it's excess"
To the words of the bud grenade, the Holy Night frowned slightly. I also say it myself, bud grenades make me laugh bitterly.
But the Holy Night seemed unwilling to mention any more, and with one sigh I cut the story off.
"Cold. Clean it up, but lift it."
Holy night's hand touches the hand of the bud grenade. At that moment, the hand of the bud grenade was slightly stretched, and the Holy Night lowered its brow.
"Can't the excuse that I want to have chocolate for my breath, and even brew coffee... work?
The Holy Night looks lonely and asks. On the face of Holy Night I saw a little tiredness and the bud grenade gave me a bitter laugh.
"Well... just a little"
That's how the bud grenade answered and went up to the Holy Night room.
The Holy Night room is no different than when I came forward. He said it wasn't cleaned up, but the living room wasn't that messy.
"Can I have a coffee?
"Oh. Sleep till just now, and head off. Tony. I can't wake up. It's bitter. Please."
As ordered on Holy Night, I made a bitter coffee and the sprouts handed it to me on Holy Night sitting on the couch.
Though he told me to sit next to him on Holy Night, the bud grenades sit across the street from the table. Staring at the Holy Night with a disgruntled face, the bud grenade took his chocolate out of the bag.
"It's Valentine's Chocolate from Me"
"... even if I eat. Yeah?
When the bud grenade nodded, Holy Night put it next to the chocolate it gave me prudence and untied the red ribbon. When I opened the box, a beautifully arranged raw chocolate appeared in the eyes of Holy Night.
Exhaling with admiration, Holy Night brings one chocolate to the yang branch and puts it in his mouth. Eating slowly and indulging, Holy Night laughed lightly.
"I knew it...... that's good"
"If it was in my mouth, I'm glad."
Hearing Holy Night's reply, the bud grenades loosen his cheeks. And the bud grenade also took Shin's chocolate out of the bag and mouthed it.
The sweet chocolate flavour spreads all over my mouth, and the bud grenades look troubled.
The taste is delicious. Even though the bud grenade supervised it, the bud grenade has not gotten any hands on Shin's work. This is genuine, Makoto made chocolate.
I'm sure Makoto knew the ingredients and how to make them. I should have known, but the ingredients were obviously plentiful. Now that I think about it, I just think I planned to give it away besides Holy Night from the start.
"Really, you're a liar..."
The bud grenade shrugs and mouths the coffee. Holy Night stared at such bud grenades.
"The chocolate made by Tsuhara-san is delicious too."
"... eat later.... I've got nothing for you."
"No. This is what I want to give you."
As the bud grenade waved his hands and laughed, Holy Night narrowed his eyes gently.
"... my hair, I cut it"
The gaze is toward the front of the bud grenade.
Makoto's forehead is so short that he also notices easily. Though it's been a few days since I cut it, it still doesn't go back to the previous length at all.
"It suits you"
Look at the bud grenade touching your forehead, the Holy Night tells you. Makoto told me it wasn't a bad forehead either.
- Absolutely. - I'll make it look good on you.
I really came to that right. Lo cut me off. But now I don't want to remember much about that time. If I remember, I'll be conscious of coming back here again.
That's what happened earlier. My head was so full of things about Lailuo that it fell apart so easily prudently. Unconsciously, the more I think about it, the soaked I am in the mud.
Even after calming down, the bud grenade's face turned naturally red.
"Sprouts?
Ride out your body as the Holy Night peeks into the face of a bud grenade.
The face of Holy Night across the street approached only a little, and the bud grenade shook his shoulder in a vicious shake.
"Ah... uh, sorry"
The bud grenade laughs with his head to delude.
The appearance of the Holy Night appeared overlapping with that of Lai Luo. The day he cut my forehead off, I remembered that Lailuo's face approached me the same way, and the bud grenade leaned over to hide his red face.
If I hadn't come in then, what would have happened? The idea that I should have left behind is still circling around my head.
I didn't like myself interpreting it as it was convenient for me and thinking about it like that.
"... budding grenade"
The little voice of the Holy Night called the name of the bud grenade. As the bud grenade raised his face with one hand on his cheek, a serious face Holy Night was there.
"To the officer one, too, chocolate...... you do it, don't you?
The bud grenade nods with a bitter smile. No matter how much I'm lost in my mouth, I'm buying ingredients because I'm going to give them to you.
But hearing the reply of the bud grenade, Holy Night lay his eyes down.
"... it's not like I'm special. I knew it."
Stuff the chocolate the bud grenade gave me on Holy Night as I said it to twinkle. Seeing how it was, the bud grenade gave him an indescribably complicated look.
"... even if I'm given a 'special' chocolate, I'm just in trouble."
In my own words, my chest hurts.
Makoto also said he only needed in-laws.
I'm sure he'll come, and so will everyone. They get it because they think bud grenade chocolate is their in-laws.
At a time when there's another emotion in there...
"I want it. Your 'special'."
Let it be covered in the negative thoughts of the bud grenades, the Holy Night said. Holy Night stares straight at the bud grenade thing and doesn't distract.
That gaze was intolerable, and the bud grenade distracted from the Holy Night.
"haha...... thanks"
"I'm joking."
The Holy Night tells in a slightly stronger tone against the bud grenades who laughed deludedly.
But no matter how serious the Holy Night took, the bud grenade could not really capture the word 'special' of the Holy Night.
"Mr. Qin Zao does... but not everyone thinks so."
"The other one... eh"
Holy Night says that much and closes his mouth. As the bud grenade turned his gaze to the Holy Night, the Holy Night bit his lips slightly.
"... I don't know what the rest of them think."
As I say I don't want to understand, Holy Night snaps in a low voice.
The answers of the Holy Night called for silence, and only the uncomfortable air flowed into the quiet room.
"Excuse me. I made it weird air... uh, then I'll go home because I got you some coffee too"
That's what the bud grenades say and stand up to break the silence. Holy Night grabbed that bud grenade hand, sitting across the street.
"... send. Let me know."
A little strength in the hands of the Holy Night. It passed on and the bud grenade looked at the face of Holy Night reflexively.
"... who do you like?"
Asked that way, the bud grenade opens its eyes. The sad face of Holy Night burned in the eyes of the bud grenade.
"Nobody..."
"In this conversation, do you say that?
Holy Night frowns.
I'm talking to Holy Night. I've been thinking about Luo for a long time. There's no way that can't be passed on to Holy Night.
Lying to my heart didn't change the status quo.
"I..."
However, if you admit this feeling, at that moment, buddy grenades will hate you by coming.
Fix the lies. But I want to stay by Rakuro. The thought was already 'special', after all.
"Nobody... wants to like it, I don't"
It hurts my heart to mouth my aspirations.
But more than that, there was a Holy Night in front of me with a painful face.
Soothing power falls out of the hands of the Holy Night, and the bud grenades stand there.
"... car, it's supposed to stay downstairs... let's go"
Holy Night took the key that was nearby and got up. And I look back at the bud grenade thing, and I make a small voice.
"... budding grenade"
Called in a gentle voice, the bud grenades turned their gaze to the Holy Night with a complex expression.
"If that's what you really think, yeah. But if you're lying... the idea won't work for anyone and I'll take it the wrong way"
Holy Night opens the door of the room and waits for the bud grenade. Seeing the bud grenade standing up, Holy Night looked troubled.
"I don't care what you say... you're wrong."
That's what Holy Night said, and I laughed lonely.