It's all one flower.

As taught by the healers of the people of the lake, on the ground of the Iron and Steel Park, there was one army truck, parked.

I haven't eaten anything since lunch yesterday.

The kids, who were hungry just because of the water, rushed over to the truck with a face full of expectations.

"Oh, that! Here! There's food! I heard there is!

A boy student heard while (shouldn't be) breathing.

The soldiers looked around at the children who had rushed over and spoke to the soldiers who were on the carrier.

"How many people are left?

"Three packs."

"Not enough."

A soldier from the carrier jumped with the rest.

"Three packs of three meals. I have nine meals. How many of you?

The children looked at each other.

Six male secondary school students, eight female secondary school students, two elementary school students and one adult male. Together, there are seventeen.

"That's hard bread, isn't it? Well, if you break it in half, it'll be eighteen..."

One of the female students looked at the soldier and said:

A male student is allowed to wear words.

"Eat the rest, brother. Without the Wizard's brother, none of us would have been alive."

"What? But..."

They should all be twisted the same way.

"Mr. Soldier, you know, Scalar Middle School, what's going on now?

When Cruillo was confused, another female student asked the soldier in a trembling voice.

The soldier answered, looking away from the girl.

"... they burned"

I had a big anticipation. Still, the upset of the students is unquenchable and huge.

When one of the female students gave a large tear a zero (spill), several who tried to comfort it also cried out without words continuing. A boy student eats up his teeth and looks east.

Cruillo urged a weeping middle school student to meet the soldier to head to the corner of the ground.

"Well, when I'm hungry, I don't think about it. I can't dare, let's all eat this."

That said, there is no way that Cruello himself will have a future reference to them.

Myself and my sister Amana are better off for what my parents are sure to live for.

My parents weren't at home in Scalar District that time.

My father is traveling to Cravel, the capital on Nemoralis Island.

My mother works at the company in the neighbouring city of Masrina and commutes by bus every day. I'm sure they even stayed in the office room last night.

The house and Cruello's place of work have burned.

It would be a lie to say that I have no anxiety, but I was fortunate that only four families were safe without missing a single one.

Both parents are orphans.

He's from Nemoralis Island, but he was almost muscularly removed to someone else's remote edge and moved to Nenia Island.

During half a century of civil unrest, many people lost close proximity. In just one day, more children were in the same situation as their parents' generation.

... These kids, their parents are murky, but I hope one or so of their relatives survived.

Adult palm bread was divided along the central line and distributed.

They are as thick as palms, and even one is quite bloated. Because of the calories and saltiness, it is sweet but still soggy.

Each pumps it into the water bottle.

Cruillo ate half of his firm bread and gave his sister only one sip of water to drink down. Rewrap the other half and push it into Tsunagi's pocket.

Earlier healing hands approached.

"Do you guys have an address to go to?

"Oh, no... especially... the sisters over here are meeting up with their families in this park, so we're going to wait. Others..."

Cruillo cut the words there and looked around at the middle school students.

"Is anybody there? Don't hesitate. 'Cause you better move in the light."

No one answers, just shake your head to the side.

The wind blows and the green hair of the healing hands flutters and shakes.

"You people are powerless, are you? The same goes for terrorists, so I'm sure they'll be out picking up [sorcerer's tears] by now. Because it was during the Civil War."

... Is this man a long-lived race?

Cruillo saw once again the people of the lake, who, no matter how he saw it, could only be seen younger.

My first impression is "about a girl in middle school," but if you look closely, sure, the expression and gaze were that of an adult. The thin coat has embroidery of [cold resistant] or [exorcism] spells and curses.

"... if I went to look for my family, could I bowl with them?

"That's right. Besides, I heard the police talking earlier, and the terrorists broke into a neighborhood they couldn't burn, and they were spending last night in a private house that broke windows and broke in."

"Wow! Do it! We rented a garage yesterday."

Boys middle school students raise their voices in surprise.

I made the girls' elementary school children speak up so that they wouldn't be alarmed by their families.

Cruillo's liver got cold when there were terrorists, not his family. Squeeze Amana's hand in the blue.

"That's how some of the terrorists who were lurking got caught, but it looks like there's still a lot of them, so be careful when you go through places you haven't burned."

The children snorted with a strong (frightened) face.

"Uh, well, what can I do..."

A female student squeezed out a trembling voice.

The healer of the people of the lake looks around at the children and answers.

"It's safer at night if you're moving. If you're a weak demon or a mischievous demon, [exorcise] something you can handle. My family is fishermen. I think maybe I'm evacuating to the lake by boat, so I'm going to go to the lake in the evening... I want to go see how things are going with you, are you there?

Kids look at each other.

A junior high school girl asked a few questions.

"Um, sister, what kind of technique can you use?

And the woman of the people of the lake answered, teasing with her fingers the ornament of the fowl that remained in the branches.

"I make medicine because I'm a pharmacist (dull) [thinking owl], it and healing injuries [blue wings], acquiring fish [fishing (su, etc.) rugal blue birds (pelicans)], and then normally [spiritual doves]. Well, they're all little by little, and I don't know how you can fight demons directly, but if you go out on a canal or a lake, you can handle the food."

You decided your mind in the last word, the look on the kids' faces became a little brighter.