When I finished my dinner and went back to the room, a graceful face came to my mind.
I was worried that Keiji might be feeling ill without being able to taste the rice that Hajiji had made for me.
"What are you doing... me"
I wanted to spend the rest of my time with no regrets.
For that, I should have made the choice that I thought was right on my own.
But when I think of the angry face of Qi and the sad face of Fengya, I'm going to regret choosing Holy Night.
I knew this would happen, and I chose the Holy Night thing, and I thought I would never regret it.
This feeling is rude, even on Holy Night.
"I suck..."
When I sat the door down on my back, a smartphone leaving me on my desk was trembling to inform me of the incoming call.
Incoming call from Holy Night.
When I knew that, I felt a heavy hand stretching extra.
But Holy Night called me, and I'm sorry I'm not answering.
With a trembling voice, he took a deep breath and the bud grenade walked to his desk.
"... hello"
"Hello... did you catch a cold?
The moment I hear the bud grenade, Holy Night notices the bud grenade's nose. I'm glad you noticed the minor changes right away, but now I didn't want you to.
"haha...... hey, start with your nose this morning"
"I was a little late to send it yesterday. Bad '
I lie on Holy Night and make you care.
Even through such lies, it just makes me care about Holy Night. Or, even if I tell you about today, it just makes you worry about the Holy Night.
"No, it's not Kiyozo's fault."
"... warm your body properly today and go to sleep"
"Yes, thank you"
"… so,"
Holy Night, reluctantly, continues the Word. You were choosing words, your voice was a narrative that was small and unclear on Holy Night.
"Chocolate...... could you give it to them properly"
He asks in a slightly grumpy voice. But now I didn't want him to touch much on that topic, and the bud grenade returned it short enough to cut the story off quickly.
"Yes, I gave it to you."
That's all I thought if I told him, that topic wouldn't continue, but Holy Night makes me expand my story.
"Oh well.... you're so happy.... Something pisses me off '
I don't know who Holy Night is imagining. Maybe I imagined the whole board thing.
But when I heard the voice of the Holy Night, I really remembered the Kazuya, and the bud grenade's heart became cuddly and bitter.
They were both happy to receive the chocolate. If it were true, I could have ended the day with a smile as it was.
"... budding grenades?
"Uh... yes. Glad to hear it, guys."
I tried to answer as usual, but my voice shivered more than I thought. Even a nose that caught a cold doesn't tremble so much.
"Hey... maybe you want to cry?
"Isn't that right? There's no reason to cry."
You can't let a bud grenade cry. The more I think about it, the more tears fall from my eyes on the back of my heart.
It's hard on my heart that I can't change because I know what caused it to look sad on the people I love.
"Is that true?
"... it's true."
"Well, look out the window now"
To the words, the bud grenade opened his eyes. No way, I panicked to the window and looked down.
'See...... lying. I look terrible.'
I can hear you screaming over the phone. Outside the window, the Holy Night, nestled in front of the house, was moving his mouth to speak the word.
"Why..."
The bud grenade was moving his legs, before thinking.
The smartphone rested on the bed, weaving a thick hoodie, and hurried out of the room.
"Sister Bud Grey? Oh, hey, where are you going!
"In front of the house! Never mind."
Without being able to return it properly to Kei's words either, the bud grenade hurries out the front door.
Before going to bed, the bud grenades popped out under the cold skies, not even caring about the overdressing.
"... hey"
Quiet, Holy Night greetings. A white breath was coming from each other's mouths.
"Why, here... since when..."
"I just got here. So look out. Tell me."
Holy Night walks over here. At the same time, the bud grenades were walking over to Holy Night.
"Really, I thought you enjoyed giving chocolate to the board... and that's what pisses me off, so come see me... you surprised me, self-satisfied me, but I just wanted you to think about me."
Holy Night crushes shyly, and stares at the bud grenade with a serious face.
Seeing the face of the bud grenade, which was not yet dry of tears, he sighed, pulling the bud grenade's hand forcefully.
"Ah..."
"I didn't even think I'd cry or anything.... but it's good to be here to see you"
Holy Night held the bud grenade and exhaled in relief.
It was the opposite of when I was embraced in front of this house the other day.
At that time, the Holy Night seemed spicy. But now, the bud grenade was bitter and the Holy Night was gently wrapping it up for me.
The bud grenade thinks that its gentle plush, comfortable and still good in the arms of Holy Night.
"If I hadn't come to see you, you'd never have said anything... you'd have cried alone"
There is strength in the arms of the Holy Night. My voice is only a little angry, but for some reason I didn't think I was scared.
"Because... Mr. Qinzo, I'm busy"
"How much time do I have to break if I do it for you? Just do it now."
"It's..."
"You, you promised me yesterday that you'd stay by my side.... stay by your side, not just talk about staying with me or something, but also support my mind properly.... let me do that for you?
An incredibly gentle voice echoes in my ear with that of the Holy Night.
It tickles, but I don't hate that.
"I want to be by your side, and yesterday's promise is that you'll stay by my side, and I'll stay by your side. Yeah?
Holy Night has always been kind. But today, I feel much nicer than usual.
I was glad to think that was the result of yesterday's promise.
For that matter, it leads to guilt for Kazuya.
Even though I didn't want to cause any trouble on Holy Night, behind my heart, the bud grenades were clinging to the body of Holy Night.
"Beg your pardon... I want you by my side. … today only"
"What? Just today? Don't be ridiculous. I want you around every day."
I said that as a joke, with a slightly brighter voice, and the Holy Night touched my bud grenade hair.
Long story outside, not good if Holy Night catches the wind again. Or so, there was no way Holy Night would go home like this, and bud grenades wanted me to be by Holy Night now.
Though it was late at night, Shigeji and I both knew there was something wrong with the bud grenade, which allowed us to visit on Holy Night.
Placing warm tea on the low table, the bud grenades and the Holy Night sat at a moderate distance.
"So, I don't know. There's nothing to say about 'nothing' over this period."
Holy Night drinks tea and talks to bud grenades.
I can feel free to tell the Holy Night himself about today, but I can't have him come to the house, worried so far, and deluded.
The bud grenade revealed that he had been complaining about the Holy Night since the day he stayed, about yesterday's promise, and about the wind and elegance.
"Oh well. So..."
The Holy Night is small and twinkly, like swallowing a story of bud grenades.
And he sighed small, holding the shoulder of the bud grenade as he sat down.
"I'm sorry because I know what I'm talking about.... but let me tell you.... glad."
"Huh?"
"I thought you weren't going to tell the officers about me.... I just promised that I would stay by my side, and I would go out with him if I wanted... because I thought I was going to shake about Lotus Moon Fengya"
Holy Night smudged and I said "gladly" again like I could echo it to my heart.
"... you're thinking about me properly, and I think... I'm happy, I can't help it. You're tough, but you cry... and you suck."
"Mr. Qin Zao......"
That's how Holy Night revealed its true heart, this time seriously starting to reply to the story of bud grenades.
"That chairman is mad at you... because of me. Imagine in the opposite position, I think I'd be in a bad mood too... and so would Lotus Moon Fengya. If they decide to stay with a guy who doesn't even like you and shake it, I'll never be convinced... they're not bad, neither are you"
Holy Night blamed itself for everything "it's my fault".
"We... eh"
"It's not. You don't give a shit. Yeah. You made up your mind for me.... even though I did something I didn't talk about properly. Thanks."
Even though it wasn't because of Holy Night, Holy Night was trying to lighten my bud grenade heart with all my bud grenade anxiety on my back.
"I'll take care of everything. Saya, don't cry for them anymore. Laugh for me instead."
The Holy Night tells him to whisper and bring his face closer to the bud grenade.
The approaching face, however, kept away from the bud grenade.
"Bad...... dude. I was forced to do it yesterday.... Akan."
That said, Holy Night hands off the shoulders of bud grenades. But as he pursued it, the bud grenade grabbed the hand of the Holy Night.
"Huh?"
"Ah... Um"
Reflective behavior also surprises bud grenades with their own behavior. Holy Night looked in trouble as the bud grenade turned his face bright red.
"When you look at me like that, you get me wrong, so don't"
Holy Night looks complicated. Even though he promised to be by his side, bud grenades could not say he "liked" the Holy Night thing. I still don't know what I "like" is.
But I didn't hate being kissed on Holy Night yesterday. Even now, I followed the hand of Holy Night. That much, I "like" the Holy Night thing. That's an unmistakable feeling.
"I said I was there... I was halfway there, and I didn't promise."
Stay down. When the bud grenade conveys in a small voice, silence comes.
After a few seconds of silence, Holy Night threw up the loudest sigh of the day. I thought I'd pissed him off, and when I looked up, the scent of Holy Night wrapped a bud grenade.
"... idiot. Say that and complain if you get attacked."
Words like that, but Holy Night doesn't do anything abusive to bud grenades. Just kiss the bud grenade cheek and give it a slightly painful look.
"I'll stop talking until the day you like me properly. Saya, so that the day will come...... if the bud grenade is also aware, that's all I'll be happy with right now. I don't want to go out with you, but I think this is against the rules."
Holy Night kisses the bud grenade cheeks again and hugs them to give up the bud grenade.
"Have you settled down a little?
"... Yes. Qin Zao's, thanks to you"
"Oh well. So... keep thinking about me today."
The sweet scent of Holy Night was enveloping my bud grenade body, like making me forget everything I disliked.