It's all one flower.

"I'm going to the temple, the warehouse company, and the mass retailer, so, er... where do I go to let you know?"

I know you're busy, so I'll be here to gather information.

The president of the carpentry shop took out a pen and a notebook from the chest pocket of the work clothes, but Cruillo's father, Padre Lik, fumbled.

"In addition to the situation in the refugee camps, we will also share international information about friendly countries such as the Lacrimalis Kingdom and the Amitostigma Kingdom."

"Foreign sources too?"

The president raised a green eyebrow and looked around the prefabricated office and reception room built in the building.

A faded map of the former Republic of Lacus Lacrimalis remains beside the door.

My father answers in a calm voice.

"We received an article from the Hunan Economic Newspaper, and we are also sharing information about Nemolaris"

"Heh... rumor has it that if there was something online, I would be able to read and compare the same Hunan economy."Orlan-san, would you like to know more about that area? "

"My son is more familiar than I am."

With one word from my father, the president's eyes turned to Cruzillo.

"I'm not that familiar with it, but I have a friend in the amitostigma who showed it to me."

What kind of thing is that?

The president sits down shallowly on the sofa and advances his lap.

Cruzillo explained that the tablet device was in his possession.

"Well, the Internet is the cutting edge of science, using personal computers and tablets, mobile phones and other consumer electronics and machines to sign up for Internet lines."

"Huh. Is there an amitostigma in there?"

The president listened while keeping it in his notebook.

On the contrary, it's not the country around here. It's as monstrous as the Republic of Nemoraris and the Kingdom of Scootum.

Huh? Is that so?

The president looked at Razornik with his eyes closed.

"A long time ago, I asked the leader of the Assacor party, but even before the introduction of the Internet, I didn't have the necessary bill, so I was in trouble because a foreign Internet specialist telecom operator could not enter Nemoraris."

Huh? Are you acquainted with the leader of Asakor's party?

I'm an acquaintance, I'm helping a mobile station, but I'm a freelance journalist, so I'm usually covering.

"I see... correspondence is inconvenient when dealing with foreign countries without it, right?"

The green-haired president, who appears to be in his mid-30s, seems to have quite a headache on the back of his relaxed impression.

Razornik nods.

It seems that she was pressed to quickly introduce it mainly to traders.

"Why don't you just buy a machine for that in a foreign country?"

"I need a line contract, and it won't work if it's just a thing."

"Ahh... I wonder if the phone line around here is difficult because of the demon beast or something."

The president drops his shoulder.

"With a wireless repeater, you can use it anywhere in the mountains."The communication speed was slower than the wired line, but

Huh? Well, you can just import it personally.

"That's why I can't buy it anymore with economic sanctions."I can't buy it without my ID, and I can't sign a line with a telecom operator. "

The face of the president, who was brightening up, suddenly darkened to the bottom.

Cruzillo turned his back on the conversation a little.

"If you have acquaintances in a foreign country, don't you think you can show them to me?"Unlike telephones, not only audio, but also text, photos, videos, and wherever the line is connected, it can be exchanged in an instant, and the newspapers and the paper, as well as the internet, are out. "

"Unfortunately, I don't know any foreigners."Because all of our business partners are in Japan. "

Lacrimalis too?

In the era of civil unrest, I lost the connection, so that's it.

And when Razzolnik was lightly astonished, the people of the lake nodded without strength.

The president appears to be in his mid-30s, but it seems to be a long-lived race.

"In Machagina City, we have set up a system for gathering information by cooperating with the Chamber of Commerce and Industry to get local old newspapers from foreign suppliers."

My father said that the bastard president who raised the [crocheted Yoshikiri] school insignia had a slightly pale complexion.

I also added Cruzillo.

"Ask someone who has relatives in Lacrimalis to print out the national version of the news that is published on the Internet."

”Hmm... well, I'll talk to the union, but this city was originally full of lake dwellers, and if the makeshift people had an ate in Lacrimalis, they wouldn't be here.”

Cruzillo said as brightly as he could, but he couldn't see the president's face.

"Even the same news has a different perspective depending on the country, so it's totally different."

The president asks with his face.

There's information that's not in the Nemoralis edition.

For example, the refugee camp is in the Great Forest of the Kingdom of Amitostigma, and the evacuated Nemolaris are cutting wood, and the company of Amitostigma is selling it to the Nemolaris government to rebuild their houses.

Amanah nodded with a strange face to Kruilo's short answer, giving a concrete example.

“There was an article about how people in refugee camps could get food from sales and contribute to reconstruction, but how was the newspaper in this city?”

"Amitostigma wood...?"

The president twisted his head for a while and lined up his words.

"Oh, by the way, the temporary government imported timber on an emergency basis a long time ago, or something like that."Oh, you were cutting it out of a refugee camp? "

"What? You didn't come here?"

Amanah looks toward the carpentry shop.

Morph strokes the remaining cookies on the plate and looks at them.The workers had already finished their tea time, and the sound of work could be heard through the door.

Well, there's a lot of people who say that this is where the wood comes from, but there's a lot of people who say that this is a temporary government that made magic artillery and invited war.

But the temporary government prepared the temporary housing, right?

The president smiled bitterly when Kruilo heard.

"These makeshift buildings were donated by the city hall and the strange rich people."Everyone who got burned out is a victim of the government, so we all have to help them. "

Thank you very much.

"I'm not doing much, so I'm not doing much"

When his father thanked him, the president dyed his cheeks and laughed.