It's all one flower.

“The sanctions were suddenly unusual, skipping various stages of the process, but the countries of the Scientific and Civilizational Zone of Kyrgyzstan did not raise any doubts about the legality of the procedure or the time they were waiting for the sanctions to take effect.”

"Nemoraris... no, if you're dealing with a powerful wizard, you don't think you can do anything about it."

Razornik smiled ironically on his lips. I knew Cruzillo would do the same, but I didn't want to admit to not being treated humanely.

Cruzillo now stands on the stage of public broadcasting at the Central Gymnasium in the city of Derevina. Remembering last night's exchange, Announcer Joel Chi chewed each item covered by the arms embargo.

After a long reading, the air in the venue was relieved when the DJ leaf declared a ten-minute break.

Play the accompaniment of "Everything One Flower" on the record, and connect the venue with the part played by a single instrument.

Earlier, a man who had folded the core of his pencil so angry stood up and walked straight to the front of Cruzillo.

"Um, I'm sorry for the busy schedule, but would you mind if I took the time?"

If it's time for a break, I'll be fine.

"I'm asking you something unusual, but where and how did you get the information that is completely unavailable in Japan?"

Company employees in the front row gathered to listen to the questions.

“The Internet. It's the latest in science and communication technology. Do you know it?”

"No... there was a word like that in the contraband, but I've never heard of it."

When the green-haired middle-aged man looked troubled, the company employees of the same lake also lowered their green eyebrows and nodded.

“I don't have any nemoraris, but I'm collecting information from my friends in the Amitostigma Kingdom. Barbados, the Federation of Science and Civilization, even children, and the United Nations."

Green-haired company employees take enthusiastic notes.

Cruzillo briefly described the explanations that had been repeated here and there.

Can you buy it in the summer capital?

"I need a line contract, so I can't even have a terminal."

“The contract is that the telecom operator is no longer dealing with the nemoraris, so now we have to ask a foreign acquaintance.”

Razornik also joined the conversation and explained it first.

The locals tie their lips and keep them in their notebooks.

In Oberbok, Lyabina, and Machazina, the Chamber of Commerce and Industry and the company bought a set of terminals and antennas before the sanctions came into effect, but now what about the line contract?

Razornik's eyes are distant. The faces of the locals brightened for a moment, but the last word went dark.

Cruzillo looked at the wall clock in the gym and asked a question.

“Didn't a foreign supplier tell you that they want you to install the Internet because it's inconvenient to contact them?”

"We only do business in Japan."

"We're local, too."

It's a small business.

Which way is not possible right now?

With a prayerful look, Kruilo remembered Machagina's situation.

"Yeah. Well, I can't say I'm signing up for a machine right now, but do you want to work with the rest of the city to gather some information?"

If you're going to ask the Lacrimalis kingdom guru to gather information, it would be better to narrow the window rather than let the Nemoraris companies and individuals tell you in pieces. I didn't have enough time to deal with the officials individually.

“Or if the company in this city has a branch in a foreign country, it might have been procured locally.”

“In other cities, foreign relatives and business partners have asked me to send old newspapers.”

Crujillo said, and his father added, that the pigmentation of the workers of the local enterprises had improved somewhat.

"Oniichan"

Amana pulls Kruilo's sleeve and points to the wall clock in the gym.

We're running out of time. I rushed to each of the stands on stage and at the guest table.

Subsequent demonstrations of news, songs, and national health gymnastics proceed without delay (and everywhere) and end at exactly 12 noon of the scheduled broadcast time.

The audience gave Joelch a big round of applause as he stepped onto the stage and made his closing remarks.

An audience dissolved in three, flowing to the food stalls.

This time, the mobile broadcasting station Praetor Misa does not sell goods. Because I decided to prioritize everyone's lunch. However, Joelci and Krujillo, Father Padrelic, and Razornic were surrounded by local businessmen, questioned, and unable to get off the stage.

"Well, first, let's eat."

Would you like to spend some time after that?

"We have to report back by the end of the day."

Some people look at Joelch with a crying face.

... I see. Normal weekdays today.

Crujillo remembered his days at the factory when he was completely distant.

"...... Now, while we're having dinner together,

Finally, the jawl chisel broke.

Cruzillo and the others return to the stage with the bread and soup Reno made for them. The locals also bought snacks from the stalls and gathered more people than before.

The ground that had passed through the run was in a little festive condition, and a bright smile was seen there.

Quickly, an older employee asks me a question.

“Do you know why sanctions were suddenly decided?”

"No, until then... neither we nor our fellow foreigners have caught it." Usually, if the UN does something, it will give a press conference. The Nemolaris government will also announce domestically and externally if it receives any support from the UN, foreign governments, or international organizations. ”

Announcer Joel Chi wiped his glasses and hung them over, looking around at the locals.

“The local newspapers no longer have foreign news, and the bureaucracy has nothing in particular.”

And one said, When he saw the neighbour, he nodded, and saw the neighbour again. Local businesses say they have no information.

Razornik puts out a press card from his jacket's inner pocket and asks questions by calling himself a freelance journalist who works with a mobile broadcaster.

"What do small and medium-sized enterprises in this big country know about each other?"

"Of course (of course), I don't think we can do anything about it, but..."

But?

The elderly man responded with a muddled face, but Razornik looked straight forward and waited for an answer.

"But even if Chancellor Kripeus doesn't do anything, if you can tell Kaku Sidi and the others, I'm sure they'll do something about it."

General Unuk El-Haia is preparing to build a new country in Crevel.

If the Liberation Army resigns from Chancellor Kripeus because they are opposed to the Magic Artillery, there will be no sanctions, right?

Do you have a direct line of communication with Kaku Sidi and General Unuku Erhaiya?

My father looks around at the people of the local lake in amazement.

It's impossible to do it in person.

Trading partners, what kind of kettle are you talking to?

Please leave a message.

It looks like the Liberation Army will tell you properly.

The employees of the small and medium-sized enterprises replied with a lack of confidence.