It's all one flower.

"Huh?... eh?!"

Morph, the boy soldier, was suddenly given a photo by Fierca, the hauler, and shouted unspokenly.

Many kinds of emotions spring up at the same time, and I don't know how I feel.

I circled around and looked at one of the pictures showing a motherly figure with the eyes of other personnel.The focus is sweet and the face is not clear, but if you look at it with thin eyes, I think it is.

There's a lot of people around, but they don't know.

I don't have a sister.

The photo was about the size of the Adventurer's Kakutakea's library book, and although the colour was the same as the real one, it was difficult to see that the main part was blurry.

Where is this?

"Eastern Church of the Listvar Autonomous Region"

“How's it going?

I tried it again with my eyes closed, but I'm not sure.

The green-haired hairdresser sent me another photo.

Sure, it's a church, but it's not the eastern church that Morph knows so well.

The familiar church was sooty and gray with factory soot and exhaust gas, but the church in the picture was brand new, the walls were pure white without any stains, and the roof was clear blue like the sky.

So, where is this?

"In the vestibule of the Eastern Church.I photographed it right after the battle between the Liberation Army and the Star Markers. "

Ahh!

Boy soldier Morph finally found out.

In the winter fire that burned out Nei-chan Amiela in the neighborhood, the church burned down and was rebuilt, so it was brand new.

"So, do you know anybody about that picture?"

Why do the former lake people's priests care about the Kircurus in the Lisver Autonomous Region?

Morph raised his face from the picture and saw a green-haired witch, but he didn't know what he was going to hear.

"Amiela saw this picture in the report and said maybe."

Isn't he more clearly visible around here?

Morph pointed to the area where the two-eyed mother-like figure was photographed.

Are you waiting for rations, or are you talking to the guy behind diagonal in two rows? I don't know how to look.I feel like that when I'm told that, and if I think it's different, I feel like someone else.

There is only one dress for your mother.Spring, summer, autumn, winter, sunny days, rainy days, torn or dirty, they were always the same attire.

The person in the picture is wearing a cute outfit that Morph doesn't know.

Bright brown with a dark green pattern.

"Hmm? Didn't you read the report?"

I'm sorry, but I can only nod.

“Shortly before the start of the war, a massive fire broke out in the eastern part of the Listvar Autonomous Region, killing 80% of the Eastern Diocese.Not just the barracks, but the shops, the factories, the churches, the schools. ”

"Yeah, I heard that many times."

"I don't know what happened before it burned, so ask the captain what has changed."

Earlier this morning, Captain Solniak and his radio grandfather Joel Chi and wizard agent Kruilo went to Retica City to gather information.They say they want to find out how the extraordinary government moves against economic sanctions.

Razornik jumped somewhere as he brought the courier to the parking lot in Machagina West Shopping District.

Pina goes shopping north with her sister and her fisherman grandfather, and Pina's brother, Medvede, and the funeralist's old man are obsessed with cooking frogs in a simple tent.

Amana, Dad, and DJ's brother took FM Cleveland's wagon and went to the West Shopping District to collect information.

Morph and the hauler are the only two people on the loading platform.

In the back attendant's room, the pharmacist (kushi) Ne-chan makes magic pills, but during the work, I concentrate so much that I don't even notice when I call Meshi.

"The captain told me a little bit.The priests are safe. "

"Yes. So, this picture, who do you know?"

"Why are you asking me?"

“Don't you care? How is he doing?"

Strangely asked, Morph unconsciously clenched his fist.

Neither of them sat down on a wooden box or a bunk bed, and stood facing each other in the middle of the luggage rack.

Morph grew taller suddenly after leaving the autonomous region, but was still a little lower than Pina, and the haulier's face was at a height that he looked up.

"I don't know... I understand"

Suddenly my throat was blocked and I couldn't speak.The back of my nose hurts.Your clenching fists are getting stronger, and your ingested fingernails are whiter.

The hauler took the paper out of the bag and spread it out.

Well then, why don't you hand this over to them?

He lifted his face in horror.

Outside the newspaper.

In the upper left corner, there was a completely familiar seal of the Hunan Economic Newspaper.

Clear color photographs fill nearly a third of the paper.

It was an ost warehouse in Lyabina.

Local high school choirs and the Lyabina Citizens' Symphony Orchestra, along with the mobile station Praetor Misa, sing together.A photo of the stage from a diagonal angle shows the third morph standing from the edge in focus, and the nose is clearly visible.

In the explanatory text under the photograph, it was just written that it was provided by the Lyabina Citizens' Symphony Orchestra.

It was a long time ago, but the date of the extraordinary issue was last week.

Even if the text of the newspaper is outside the issue, it is still difficult for Morph.

I skipped a number of words I didn't know and didn't dare to look to the end.

The area where the airstrikes on Nenia Island were severe is still in the process of being rebuilt.

Citizens who have taken refuge on Nemolaris live in company homes, their own homes, and makeshift homes.

It's hard to decide what to do, but the extraordinary government doesn't have enough money at all.

Live close to home with donations made by charities through gifts or by domestic evacuees selling their own products.

So, this seems to be an overall stingy story, which is said to be an event.

I was out of the refugee camp the other day.

"Didn't you say on the radio that you were going to let me out when there was a big incident?"

If you can afford it, I'll send out a special event or something.

Hmmm?

"At the refugee camp, the antenna car on the Internet withdrew due to the economic sanctions, so I decided to send information about Nemolaris in a paper newspaper."

Morph wondered what it would be like to hear such a squeaky story, but he left it unanswered.

"This is the first one."

The first time I tried it, I said it was a soft article that I could read easily.

The writer is a reporter from the Hunan Economic Newspaper.

Who do you want me to give this to?

Morph looked up at the green-haired witch.