It's all one flower.

"Oh... how are you?"

"Oniisan, what's the matter?"

At the same time, two members of the Asahimidori Shrine Congregation heard about it.

"My brother got sick last night."

"Well... your wife and child weren't on the roster that much."

Awellana, the pharmacist (* giggle *), said, the elegant lady clouded her face.

... heh?

Awelana's chest was puffed up.

Yesterday, I said my sister-in-law and nephew, but I didn't say whose wife and son they were.

For some reason, my brother Aviase didn't mention his wife and son in the fishing association. Awerlana was concerned at the time, but she couldn't hear about it because she was worried about her brother's blood pressure.

As expected, even now that my blood pressure is too high and I have a headache, I can't listen to such a strong stress.

Last night and this morning, I made a magic pill and gave it to her, and her blood pressure calmed down slightly, but I want you to rest at least for a day today.

I mend my expression and give a clear answer.

"Thank you for your kindness." I made you some medicine, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

Oniisan, take care of yourself.

"If your sister is a pharmacist, oniisan will be relieved, too."

The Lady of the Congregation laughs with a smile.

Yesterday, Kruilo and Razornik came to the temple. The temple said that nothing had changed except that water flowed like a waterfall from an altarpiece.

Today, Razornik came instead of my sleeping brother Abiase.

"Ah, it's nice to meet you. I'm a freelance journalist for Lacrimalis, and now I'm getting people to park in their cars and get the Nemolaris information out to the world.”

Razornik lightly smashes the usual forged press IDs hanging on his neck.

The Congregation volunteers repeatedly compared their press credentials with the faces of blonde youths.

“Of course, I'm paying for a guide to Nemolaris Island and for a place to park my car.”

Oh, is that so?

“What are you covering today?”

The lady barked, but the old man heard without moving.

I thought we might be able to reunite her with her family, who were separated by an air raid.

Razzolnik showed Awelana with his palm and said with a gesture of caution.

"Impressive face-to-face! If we broadcast to the world, I think Artel's sudden war will make it easier to understand what's going on in Nemoralis.”

An elderly man eats it.

“So you're saying that the economic sanctions will be lifted?”

Razornik smiled bitterly and waved one hand.

"I don't think it will have the effect of flying one foot at a time." I think it would be enough to know what kind of nemoralis republics are familiar to the Barbatum Federation and the Kyrgyz community, what kind of people live in them, and whether they have a realistic image. ”

What do you mean by that?

The lady tilts her neck.

Do you know what the Republic of Nemorallis thinks of this country?

"No... since the beginning of the war, the international news has faded."

The lady has a troubled face.

Razornik clenched his fist and rolled up in a breath.

"You must never forgive the existence of an evil wizard's lair that secretly developed a magical creature that could become a monster from the Third World!" There are a lot of people who think like that. "

Huh? Even though there are a lot of land people without power?

A man of his age (and age) opens his eyes.

"I don't know people from countries far from Lake Lacus. That's what we say. And we have a habit of being afraid of things we don't know.”

"Ahh... well, I can see that somehow."

Things that may not be right are creepy, aren't they?

The two Congregation members nodded in confusion and comprehension.

"Yes! That's it." That's why I'm telling you. "

"Want to reunite with her family?"

"The ordinary people who live here can only use magic,"

Instead of pretending to be a reporter as an accompaniment, Razornik is serious about reuniting with Awelana, selling them to newspapers or distributing videos on YouTube.

... eh? I didn't hear that?

Awelana could not speak in front of the volunteers, and her pace toward the temporary housing slowed. Padorik walks next to Awelana.

Razornik walks forward explaining the Internet and tablet devices to both members of the congregation, unaware of Awelana's gaze.

I arrived at the north park just fifteen minutes from the Asahiguchi Shrine.

For the size of the site, there is only a sandpit and a slide. The adjacent citizens' grounds are lined with prefabricated temporary homes, and laundry flickers in the summer sun.

The cicadas are lively, but there are no children playing in the park, and the makeshift passageways are crowded with people.

Actually, I visited yesterday, but I didn't see you when I was away.

“I put a note on the door, so I think you're at home today.”

The two members of the congregation followed the path of more than a hundred prefabricated buildings in unmistakable steps and stopped in front of a door.

I don't have a placard.

The old man knocked.

"Hello. It's the Congregation."

Yes, I'm always looking after you.

The door immediately opened and a green-haired middle-aged man came out of his face.

This is Nauta, my cousin's son.

I lost a little more weight than I did in Zerneau, but I'm sure of it.

Two volunteers come aside and pull Awelana forward.

Lana-san?

Nauta opened her mouth first.

With green eyes open, Mirai takes a step into the dirt aisle with her mouth half open.

"Nauta... alone?"

"My dad and mom make everyone's soup in the reunion room."

Soup?

"This makeshift, there are few wizards, so on the days when the fishing is off, the [Furnace] is engaged." I had to go, too, but I was asked to answer the phone because a member of the congregation caught a note saying "I'm coming for something important". "

Nauta said at once and looked at the two volunteers.