It's all one flower.

"If someone pretends that they don't like to work and can't do it, I think I'll concentrate my work on the person who wrote it honestly, but how can I make sure everyone writes on the roster?"

The son above the nurse asks the instructor's firefighter.

That's a tough question.

I don't want to be discriminated against, and there are people who don't write about illness.

The nurse's wife holds her eyebrows together.

The boy's younger brother who asked the question also said with a steep face.

On the other hand, there are people who write lies, such as illnesses and obstacles to skip their hard work.

If you [check up] on your illness, you'll find out soon enough.

"I don't want to bother Sensei all the time."

The nurse's wife and aunt looked at each other and stroke their shoulders.

"But if you write a lie that you're okay even though you're not, it's the worst thing that could happen to you, isn't it?"

"Well, that's right." There were actually people who didn't want to show weakness to others even after they died. "

Farquill was stunned by the way the nurse's wife had told him in the past.

Thinking calmly, it would be frustrating, but when I imagined what kind of treatment he received from his surroundings in a peaceful time, I could not refuse to be foolish.

"As usual, people of that type will have to look closely at their condition and be careful not to impose."

The son-in-law of the pharmacist (giggle) Liana said, and the two sons of the nurse wrote on the notebook with a serious face.

A nurse's aunt calls the text of the document with her finger.

"The opposite person just throws up lies and has fun to skip, and his or her possession of eating and drinking decreases."

Huh? What about the rationing of people who can't work?

Farquill asked groaningly.

I allocate it properly to people who have an ID or who clearly know that they are about to be born.

"For example, even if you have limp legs, you can make spells, and even if you are a little weak, you can also crush the charcoal of the demon beast, which is surprisingly common."

In the nurse's wife's explanation, not only Farkill but also the instructor's firefighter's expression was softened.

"There is one person in my section who is too weak to read and write." I always sing nursery rhymes when I'm cocky, and my voice is so beautiful and good that I'm surprised again. "

The nurse's aunt gestures and gestures.

"So, singer teacher... was that Mr. Oratorix?" He taught me the [Wind of Healing]. On the day that the teacher couldn't come, the volunteers made me listen to the recording and taught me patiently. "

My aunt pointed to the tablet device that Farkill had in her hand.

"Are you now able to do it?" I mean, is this person a powerful people? "

The old lady waved her hand in front of her face as Farkill stepped out of the meeting desk and listened.

"I need [Crystal] because I'm a powerless people." I remember the curse song, and every day in the other wing of the clinic, they help me with my treatment. "

"What? That long lyrics?"

I told you that people used to be good at liking things.

The nurse's wife is embarrassed by Farkill's disrespectful surprise. Farquill was ashamed and prone.

And now that I've healed you, please move to a cabin near the clinic.

The nurse's aunt continues.

Until then, the father, who was the only kinsman, was always by his daughter's side, and he protected him from an unknown man.

No matter how much it costs, no one in the refugee camp will be a bad healer. After sending my daughter to a separate ward of the clinic, my father started working in the field.

My daughter started to earn food on her own, besides the minimum ration, and my father and daughter's nutritional status improved. The father was able to sleep with peace of mind and his complexion improved considerably.

My daughter is praised by everyone for her favorite songs and is happy to participate in the treatment with cursed songs.

"If you can find out what that person can do, it will be the power to live. It's the same for anyone in any condition or position.”

The words of the instructor's firefighter pierced Farquill's heart.

Until Farkill himself left the house, he didn't realize he was qualified to collect, analyze, and disseminate information.

We do not know how much we have contributed to restoring peace to the area around Lake Lacus, but at least we have been able to support the refugee camps accordingly. As one of the classmates living in Ignicans City, there is probably no one who can support refugees at this scale at the age of middle and high school students.

"Well, every time I look at it, I don't just say it because it's troublesome, even if everyone notices an old man with different dragging legs or an aunt who accidentally walks the stateroom."

When the son above the nurse said, his brother nodded unpleasantly.

"I'll give them a minimum ration, but patients often ask me to do more than that."

”According to the firefighter, the person who is lying and cheating is throwing away the power of life on his own, but he's thinking, 'I'm outdoing everyone and having fun', right?”

When my brother asked the instructor, the firefighter agreed.

"I see. Maybe someday we'll pay for that." No one knows when it will be. ”

The nurse's aunt smiles bitterly.

"I don't use [Ming (ah) Kashiwa Mirror (Mika Ka Miki)] or anything like that." Something that doesn't have a grip. "

"There are some people who continue to be depressed and become impatient, and it is impossible to move their bodies, so I would like you to connect with a mental care professional instead of just being lazy or lying."

The firefighters told me that the refugees and Farquill were having a hard time.

Many have lost their families, their homes and everything at once and have fled (to) refugee camps on their own.

What do you have to live for?

No wonder you're trapped in despair and can't afford to look at yourself or your surroundings anymore.

If the same refugees who had been robbed of their lives by the Aethel army air raid were to be called "lazy", they might lose their place of escape and their place of refuge and go to death themselves.

If the entries on the roster cannot be trusted because of self-reporting, it will not be suspected from the head, but the liver remembers that there is a reason why those who tell lies must also do so.

Even if the person is really a lazy person who rides on the labor of others, it is the person who is found out and suffers disadvantage.

It was necessary to call attention to ensure that those who were likely to recover from treatment were not cut off uniformly.

“Tomorrow morning, we'll talk about mental health at the shelter.”

The firefighter returned to the construction of the communication system for the Marugi shed unit.