It's all one flower.

"We're not in the same school, but we're in the same neighborhood, so my parents asked me to call a few times, and I gathered in the city."

The dormitories and boarding houses are all scattered.

The oldest female college student is said to be a four-year student at Cravel East Pharmacy University. I'm still practicing the magic of medicine, and I don't have a silver badge like Nee-chan the pharmacist.

Fortunately, the vicinity of Pharmacy University is far from the battle zone, and the university authorities forbid the dormitory students to go out for safety.

The wounded asked for help one after the other, releasing the gym and auditorium as shelters. Students in training also helped the professors and struggled for treatment.

The Nemoraris government forces and the Nemus Liberation Army are totally uncomfortable with the presence of residents. With powerful magic bullets such as the Spear of Light, houses and shops were destroyed, resulting in numerous casualties in just a few days.

Both armies carry the bodies of ordinary people to temples and funeral parlors with courtesy. To prevent monsters from appearing on the door. Each blames the other for the death of a civilian. Criticism persisted and the conflict overheated.

The Nemus Liberation Army occupied all AM stations in the city, including the national broadcast, just before the coup d 'état.

FM Cravel is the only one left.

"I can't hear any of the DJs or announcers I know at all, so whatever the frequency, it's just the Liberation Army's voice...."

"I'm sorry."

Radio's grandmother, George, bows his head deep down to the girl college student.

The first pharmacy student waved his hands in front of his burning face.

"No, that's not what I meant."

... then, what are you going to do?

The answer comes as if you heard Morph's question.

"I got out safely....."

"I was relieved to see you continue broadcasting safely."

Grabbing the shoulders of a broken pharmacy student, the neighboring female college student quickly lined up her words of thanks.

The boy student, who had just stopped crying, also blurred his face with tears and runny nose.

The old lady on the radio said the same thing as the usual news.

"Immediately before the armed forces invaded the national broadcasting station, an off-duty official came to pay me a visit."

"Good... good..."

"Immediately after the PLA invaded, I escaped and asked AM Cuckab Building for help, telling them of the coup, but they were also attacked and escaped."

"I think FM Cravel was left behind because the station was small and the range of radio waves was narrow."

DJ's older brother talks about the nest with a weak voice.

"But, Mr. Rafe, you're encouraging us all... me... me..."

A male student squeezes words out of his throat.

Shortly after the explosion near the West Gate, the boy soldier Morph was dragged out of the capital by the funeral home's old man, who knows only a fraction of what happened inside.

Pina and the others barely talked about it at the time.

Maybe Amana's father wrote it in his report. But Morph doesn't know where that description is in the vast amount of documents, and he can't read more difficult sentences than textbooks.

Pina didn't have the courage to dig the roots or the leaves.

I have heard that the past cannot be changed.

When DJ's older brother happened to meet him in the night forest, he told the tragedy of the capital, Craver, crying beside the fire.

Now, in front of Morph, the students do the same thing.

... that's right. Even during the war, the villages around here are slimy.

I was angry when I heard that the twins of the Lacus Nenea family had done human hunting, but there was no rumor in the former direct administration. For the people of the lake, persecution that cannot be victimized is somewhere far away from other human resources.

But not the students who were in the capital, Cravel, during the coup.

I saw and heard what they couldn't even tell my family, and I wondered what they had experienced.

The funeral parlor's old man brews an alternative to the town flower tea, and the first pharmacy student keeps talking.

"The Craver Eastern Pharmaceutical University ambulance center treated everyone who came, both the general public and the Nemus Liberation Army."

"Didn't the doctor from the city hospital or the military doctor from the government come?

I heard that Lazornik was rustling.

"... at least I don't remember healing someone in a government uniform."

"If you're a government soldier, you can return to the base and get medical attention."

Amana's father nods with a foolish face.

"Take off your uniform, pretend to be a civilian, break into the ambulance, and say you didn't see the PLA damage."

Captain Sornyak's allegations flew from an unimaginable perspective on the boy soldier Morph.

Razornik nodded, and he heard it fly more.

"Well, the Liberation Army just after the coup d 'état didn't have any active medical personnel."

"There were rumors that medical personnel in Tokyo would be recruited by both the government and the PLA...."

The pharmacist's nee-chan wrapped the mug with both hands and lifted it to the tip of her nose.

"For civilians and those wounded in their own army who can't be transported in time? Or don't you want to give it to your enemies? But the PLA fought in the city, but they didn't take it to the base near their eyes and noses."

"Huh? Why?

Morph inadvertently asked Lazolnik.

"At the time, the army hospital at the base was safe."

"General Unuk Elhaia said that the Liberation Army had no control at the beginning of the coup, and when he realized it, he was being festivitated to the role of moderator, and the general himself was not willing to fight."

"Huh? Mr. Ralph, did you speak directly with the General?

A high school student with glasses raised his hips from a pipe chair with his hands on a long desk.