It's all one flower.

1619. College that day

"Well, will you calm down and listen?

DJ's older brother sits a high school boy with glasses by hand.

"Just a little face-to-face in the street, just a little talk."

"General Unuk Elhaia didn't want to fight until he moved his troops to stop the executives who attacked the Listver Autonomous Region."

"Hmm?

Five students leak a surprise.

Lazolnik continued with a laughing voice.

"Because if you attack a government base, whether you win or lose, there will be a lot of casualties among the people, right?

"You can imagine, right?

"What? Well, well, the battle is going to get really intense."

Rafe asked the high school boy to swim through his glasses looking for answers in the air. Captain Sornyak nods.

"Severe drain on government forces puts the lives of ordinary people scattered throughout Nemoralis at risk."

"What? What is it?

Are you collateral or something?

The voice of Morph and the boy student overlapped.

"Government forces continue to stationed near the city of North Zakart in order to prevent Artel's air raids, and will also provide personnel for barrier repairs everywhere."

"Boy, have you forgotten?

Next to the captain, Medvede's old man raised his eyebrows slightly.

"What are you talking about?

"When I was in Yabraca, a big spider broke out and the farmers helped me, but the government didn't move."

"Ahh...!

"After all, I would have called the guard's brother and fought with the local police."

The funeral parlor's old man said that the pharmacist's brother looked reluctant.

A high school boy next to his glasses looks at his family's funeral home and says.

"If a government soldier is killed or injured, the defense against air raids will be diminished, and the extermination of monsters and beasts and the restoration of barriers will be delayed, indirectly increasing the number of civilian casualties."

"That's what I said. I'm a monk from Zerno, but I still can't lift my access restrictions."

The funeral parlor's old man shrugged his shoulders.

... so did Brother Rourke, but he's smart as a high school student.

Morph looked at the high school boys impressed.

A swallow badge hangs from his neck today. Of the five people of the lake who fled the capital, Craver, and fled back to the region, he is the only one with professional credentials. I don't even have a college student who is better than a high school student.

I don't know what kind of specialist he is, but he was qualified as a high school student, so he's pretty good.

The glasses next door nodded.

"General Unuk Elhaia has taken the safety of his people, rather than expanding his control."

"I was too busy helping out with the infirmary... to know what was going on outside the university. When was the first time I got in touch with everyone?"

"January 14th. Mr. Jorch, I'll give you this note."

The second female college student placed the cloth bag on the desk as the pharmacy student bent over.

"Are you sure?

"Yes, it's not personal, it's a post-coup record I wanted to share with someone one day, so I'd be glad to have it used by the Georges."

"I'm sorry."

The old lady on the radio takes the notebooks out of the bag one by one and gives them to the adults sitting side-by-side. I don't know how long I've been in the capital, but there were five notebooks.

Lazolnik wraps the parallax and closes immediately, putting it on top of the bag.

"May I have a supplementary explanation after reading it?

"Of course."

"I'll return it as soon as I get the full page. Can I keep it for about three days?

When the employee's older brother heard this, the female college student nodded immediately.

"Well, you say hello later. Next student, please..."

When DJ's older brother smiled and showed with his palm, the boy student stretched out his spine and started talking with redness until his ears.

"I'm a second-generation appellate from the Department of Architecture and Engineering at Cravel National University. I was in the dorm that night, listening to Rafe's broadcast in real time."

DJ's brother pulls his chin silently.

Morph could not hear the broadcast immediately after the coup. Looking aside, Pina and her sister killed their breath with their faceless faces and stared at the boy student appetite.

The student looked straight at DJ's brother and spoke quickly.

"When I heard that the battle had begun in the neighborhood of FM Cravel, I couldn't stand or be there, but after all, I couldn't do anything, I just had to listen to the radio in my room, and it was really regrettable and pathetic...."

"How was your college?

DJ's brother listens with a gentle voice.

"The same goes for us, and the dormitory students wait on the premises until the fighting settles down. Stay as safe as you can from home. All the lectures are closed."

"Immediately after the outbreak, did you see anything outside the university premises?

When Amana's father heard in a quiet voice, the boy student shook his head.

"But the neighbors are evacuating more and more. The medical school and the affiliated hospital are separate districts, but there were many injured people, and the curse doctor at the health care center worked hard for me alone, but there were quite a few people who died... ah, I helped cook them out, and [stubbornly] hung them around the car."

Oh, my God, that was tough.

The boy student ape began to cry again just after DJ's older brother had said a word. Cry through the pockets of your jacket and place a roll of small cassette tape on your palm on a desk.

"I, Mr. Rafe, always record shows, and this is the time of the coup."

"Can you lend it to me?

"If you like, please take it. It's hard for me to ask...."

"Okay. Thank you for your valuable record. I'll take care of it."

When DJ's older brother received the cassette tape and put it in front of him, he grabbed the appel's hand over his desk.