"Ru. Yes, this. Photos of school trips"
After school, the student club room, Laila had handed out pictures of her school trip in an envelope.
"Thanks. Wow, so good?
I checked inside the envelope and it contains dozens of pictures. When the bud grenade rushes up his face, Laila waves her hand flickering, "It's okay," he said.
"This is for you."
"Thank you"
Advantage also receives the envelope from Lailuo and immediately checks the contents.
The pictures you gave me of Lailuo are all very good picture quality, beautiful.
"The night scene is beautiful."
"That's Shu."
"Eh heh, thanks. So, this is Wind's, so I'll give it to you later."
Lailao shrugged like that, returning to his seat with a thick temporal envelope in his hand.
Fengya's test scores before her school trip were stably poor and she was caught up in remedial education.
"Do you have that many pictures of Lotus Moon?
"Yeah. That's not what I'm saying."
Lailuo smiles bitterly and turns his gaze toward the chairman's seat with his cheek on. A small sigh sighed when he heard Lailuo's reluctant laughter as he worked silently.
"If I gave it to you, you'd be anxious to look at all the pictures and stop studying."
"... but it's a photo of my school trip, and I can't help remembering it floating around."
Shotaro inserted a cough in front of the diagonal when the bud grenade followed him that way.
"I'm telling you, the picture in that envelope contains more pictures of you than Lotus Moon himself."
"Huh."
The bud grenade sees an instant arrival. He honestly replied, "Yes, I am," as the eye-catching Lailuo seemed unwilling to delude himself.
"Wind asked me to give you all the pictures of Ru.... I'm sorry?
In other words, in addition to the photograph of Fengya in the envelope, it seems that the bud grenade contains a photograph of someone other than Fengya.
"Remember 10 words instead of 10 seconds at a time, but let me tell you something"
As I proceeded with my work, I was squeaking.
Then an hour later, Fengya came to the Student Council Room.
Cameron gave me the photo, and Fengya blew away the fatigue of the remedial work in an instant, and I went into floating mode...
"Wow, it's soothing to see this today..."
"Fengya"
The more the windy face turns blue at once, the lower horrible voices echo indoors.
"If you can afford to look at that picture, you can expect the next test, right?
A full smile hangs on his cheek and asks gracefully. Shotaro looks stuck in the throat.
"Every time, you never tire of trying to piss off the Divine Generation."
"I don't think so! I don't want you to get mad at me!
That's how Fengya and Shotaro begin to argue. Fengya is crying properly and Shotaro is arguing with Gamigami, that's the diagram.
I'm distracted by what's going on out there now, as far as I've been angry.
It wasn't just the "X", but at about the same time the bud grenade was also listening to the noise outside.
Fengya and Shotaro's voice make it a little hard to tell, but there is a slightly noisy woman's voice coming from the school yard. He also began to notice Luo and his advantages at that, and naturally Shotaro stopped arguing and pushed silently. Then one noisy wind also noticed the outside voice heard over his own voice.
"I don't have a good feeling about the girl's cheer."
Xu anticipates what is going on and says such words.
Both bud grenades and other officers have no choice but to smile back at his remarks because they have exactly the same expectations.
Either or both of those two visited - that anticipation comes to everyone's mind.
Then, just a windy smartphone called in.
"Wow... sucks"
I look at the screen of the smartphone and the wind makes a sneaky face. And Fengya held her smartphone in her ear, fed up with her face.
"Yes...... hello"
"Uh, me, me. I'm sorry, but I don't need you. Is Nanahara-chan there?
A voice spilling from the ears of the wind can also be heard by bud grenades. I don't care who you ask. - Shin Habara.
"You hate each other, but you're exchanging numbers properly"
I admire the fact that the advantages are off target. Then, the wind and elegance reacted instantly as if it had been heard.
"No, I'm not! I just know because Kun Habara exchanged numbers with my fan kids, registered the numbers on his own and bothered me before!
Explained advantageously, Fengya restarts her smartphone to her ear and screams discreetly with the momentum as it is.
"Sprouts don't let me. I'm sorry -!
"Ah, me, I'm in front of the school gate, tell him to come down."
"That's why I said I'm not here!
'Yes, sir. So, should we go to the student council room? I know you're probably gonna be in a bad mood for the chairman, but are you okay? I don't know.
Makoto says with pleasure. Whatever Wind Ya says as it is, Shin will really come aboard to the Student Council Room if the bud grenade doesn't come down.
As the bud grenade stood up sighing, the shoots stopped the action of the bud grenade.
"Kamiyo-kun?
"There are too many people's eyes in front of the school gate to deal with this one when something happens"
"... but he probably won't go home"
"So I'll invite you in."
She laughs and tells her. Everyone groaned their eyes at the statement.
"I'm going to get an outside student admission permit in the office now... pick him up at Windy and Cameron"
He just left the student club room, giving instructions like that.
Conference room next to the Student Council Room.
There sits six student council officers and one male student from La Faust School facing each other.
"Wow, that's a great treat for me, huh? Unfortunately, there's no Holy Night today."
Pleasantly, Makoto laughs at Kerakera. Usually that attitude doubles the charade with appearance, but now it's just a little different.
The appearance of dyeing his hair black and fitting it to the point of gently making a habit had made his previous charisma disappear, giving him a slight sense of his unique elegance.
"If you need help with the buddy, just do it and go home."
Fengya is in a terrible mood. Makoto laughed funny again as Fengya told her, looking at Makoto.
"Nanhara."
"... Yes"
When the bud grenade replies, Makoto turns off the grin he was carrying to the brink and asks with a serious face.
"From Holy Night... haven't you heard from me?
"Huh?"
In response to Makoto's question, the bud grenade reacts. At the same time, he narrowed his eyes as if to explore the intent of the question.
"He's not here, though."
"Oh well. I knew it."
"... is something wrong?
When the bud grenade glanced back at him and asked him, Makoto returned the appropriate reply with his usual unreadable smile.
"I haven't been to school lately, and even if I contacted you, I would return it once in a while.... I can't stay around much right now either, and I think I'm going to have a lot of trouble on my own."
"... what does that have to do with bud grenades?
Makoto cuts back sharply to the words Shin went on like he was talking to himself. Then Makoto laughed Kerakera after all.
"Nothing. I just think it's one of the reasons for Holy Night's thinking,"
"If you put it that way, Bud Grey would care, wouldn't you?
"You don't have to say this the way people care about Nanahara, do you?
When Shin answered with provocative remarks, advantages stood beside them, as Shotaro controlled Shin.
"Ha ha, that's not calm. Do you hate me and Holy Night at all?
"... if you're done, go home."
Fengya stares at Makoto.
Shin then laughed with his nose and pointed his narrowed gaze at the bud grenade.
"080 - - XXXX"
Makoto reads out the line of numbers. Making sure the bud grenade was listening to it properly, Makoto stood up.
"Holy night number. If you have time, go there."
"- Hey!"
"I didn't give you anything else on paper, okay? I only said the number once, and I didn't force you"
Makoto said it with a clear face.
It's hard for anyone to verbally suddenly tell a line of numbers and remember exactly that one time. Even if I remember the number, I can't say it with certainty.
But only against bud grenades. Same thing I still left a note on the paper.
Rather, it was a surer way to stay on the head of a bud grenade than to write on a note that anyone could throw away.
Makoto left the conference room with a satisfied face.
"You're kind of mentally tired today."
I had been sent back to Lawrence that day.
After Makoto returned, he was in a bad mood, always in a good mood and didn't say a word.
Bud grenade laughs bitterly when he sees Lai Luo sigh.
"I'm sorry, because of me"
"It's not your fault, is it? Wind and I can't help it, especially since they're not compatible."
Lailuo shrugs his shoulders. It was bad to meet them, but the response to those two bud grenades these days has a lot to gain from bud grenades. So at least the two impressions were not so bad anymore in the coming roe, in the favor or in Shotaro.
I'm sure you understand that, too. There's nothing I can do about it, even if I know it.
"And... Ru-chan, you're gonna call me, right? To Mr. Qin Zao."
Lai Luo asks in a gentle voice. When the bud grenade raised his face, Laila smiled back at me with a nickel.
"I asked you that, you're worried, aren't you? Ru-chan's not a bad person."
No matter how much you dislike the jade or the wind, the bud grenade cannot dislike the Holy Night. I didn't even mean to hate it.
When the bud grenade nodded reluctantly, Lailuo gave me a good, good back.
"Because I won't tell anyone... But I think I was in a bad mood because I know you and Wind."
So I'm sure the two of them didn't even say the "don't call" word to the bud grenade.
"I hope we can get in touch."
Lai Luo encouraged me, and I felt like I was just a little less guilty about Kazuya.
When I got home, had a delicious dinner that Seiji was making in practice, and finished bathing, the time was before 9: 00.
Even though I'm lost because it's a little late, I sit back on the bed in my room with the phone of the house in my hand.
Bud Grey had a line of numbers in his head that Makoto had taught him.
He pressed the button on the number with a pippy mechanical sound, quietly hitting his ear.
"... I wonder if I'll leave"
Listen to repeated call noises even though you are just a little anxious.
On several calls, the sound that had been ringing all along disappeared and the voice reached the ear of the bud grenade.
"... budding grenades?
Called names in a slightly plundered voice. The bud grenade lowered his brow to the fact that the first word was not "hello".
Perhaps the number of the bud grenade house is properly registered on Holy Night's phone.
"Yes. Sorry I'm late at night"
"Suddenly, what have you done? Is something wrong?
Suddenly a call came from a bud grenade, and the Holy Night seemed quite hasty, and the voice also conveyed how worried I was about the bud grenade.
"Mr. Hagiwara says he can't get in touch with Mr. Qin Zao."
'... he exaggerates. Just focus on your work. Don't worry about me. Yeah. "
"Are you sure you're okay?
"It's okay, do it"
I feel that the return of the Holy Night is just a little less like it. Are you busy, trying to cut up the bud grenade phone, or both - imagining the feeling of Holy Night, bud grenade lowered his brow.
"I'm sorry. If it's okay, it's fine. I heard that Mr. Habara didn't have a lot of face either, so I guess I haven't been able to breathe much or anything... so I took it personally."
……
"See you..."
"Sprout."
As the bud grenade tried to hang up the phone, the Holy Night quietly stopped calling.
Bud Grey replies small, anxious that it might have offended his mood.
"Sorry.... I want to see you"
"... Huh?
'Even if I went to see you, yeah?
Asked in a small unreliable voice.
As if it wasn't the voice of the Holy Night, he was heard in a weak voice and the bud grenade accidentally said yes.
"I'll be right there... wait at home"
When told so, a broken call sounded in the bud grenade's ear.