It's all one flower.

By the time the shadow was shorter, Roark found the remaining indication on the pole and stopped.

Burning, hard to read letters.

"Shall we wash it?

"Hmmm... no, it looks like the paint is burning..."

To Awellana's suggestion, Roark shook his head sideways, sorry.

I know the city well, but now that it's been destroyed, I don't even know where it is.

"Maybe a little more."

And it came to pass, as Roark walked, that those who had no land account followed.

Walking another twenty minutes through the ruins of almost nothing, he went out into a small park.

The trees were carburized and burnt, and all that remained was sand and slides, but they should be in the neighborhood's children's park.

Just in case, check the stone tablet at the entrance.

I could read the inscribed letters on the boulder. Definitely a park I used to play with my friends when I was little.

"For lunch, let's eat here. We were right there."

Roark's voice trembled unexpectedly even himself. Though I said it was right around the corner, there's not a single one that holds its original shape in a building that comes into view.

Everyone became silent.

The concern was both thankful and sorry.

Leno set the tongue on the slide. Let's imitate it, too.

Roark walked by checking one car wreck at a time.

From the number, assign the home. Employees Cruillo and Captain Solgnac followed me.

I finally found it.

My heartbeat gets worse on the license plate I see.

Roark ascended the concrete stairs left to burn with trembling feet.

From the front door trail, walk slowly through the hallway trail to where it was the kitchen.

None of the household tools that had so much left.

There are only a few residues of walls and columns.

My father and grandfather had a fire safe in their bedroom, but it didn't.

There were no wonders and no tears.

Enter the kitchen site.

The table is natural, but there are no refrigerators, gas stoves, or dishes.

If you look closely, there were fragments scattered around the area where the cupboard was. Convinced that the cupboard burned and the contents fell and cracked.

Lean ashes and fragments with your feet.

Was the drop door refractory or intact? Pull out the insertion handle and open the door on the floor.

Cotton dust (dust) sits in the corner of the narrow staircase. Every year, it's a place you can't open except for cleaning at the end of the year.

Two months of dust and miscellaneous demons accumulated.

Only the appearance of a miscellaneous demon in the darkness can be seen floating around.

Captain Solgnac, peeking in from the side, sighed a little.

Cruello dots [lights] on the dish shards and throws them under the stairs. Surprised by the moonlight pale light, the miscellaneous demon fled to the corner of the basement.

The shelves are blurred and lit.

"Something, there's plenty of them, but you want to come down?

A blonde employee, Cruillo, raised his face from the basement without any sign of being used and asked his family, Rourke.

The air raid began just after noon on a weekday.

Roark's parents may have gone to work.

At the time, it was my grandfather and the Star Way Prostitute who were at home. Maybe there were other hidden followers.

Roark could not imagine how the family took the absence of his only son and how he acted.

I didn't tell anyone where I was going, and all of a sudden, I didn't say hi.

Until then, Roark continued his exemplary attitude.

You couldn't have noticed that you questioned your faith or distrusted your family's actions.

My old grandfather and his parents would have gone looking for him semi-frequently if Roark had been gone in that situation. But now Roark didn't even know if his parents would worry about Roark.

"Here, in the storage, I can only open it about the end of the year when cleaning up. The contents are, like, dishes I got but didn't use, uh, ah, for once, a little stockpile for disaster prevention..."

"Collecting stockpiles is something I'd like to do if it's possible."

Captain Solniak peeked into the basement again.

Miscellaneous demons here can clearly see the boundaries of individuals. The Roark family cleaned it only two months ago. It's probably because there's no [exorcism] or anything in the basement that doesn't shoot in the day at all.

"I don't know what to do with that one."

Cruillo shrugged.

The captain turns to Roark and asks.

"How do you guys always clean?

"Usually, I sprinkled the purified salt in the church, erased the miscellaneous demons, and then cleaned them."

"Salt..."

"I'm sorry. I can't operate that fine."

Cruillo scratches his head looking sorry.

Roark tilted his neck.

"Why would Mr. Cruillo apologize?

"Hmm? Oh, some people can only extract salt from lake water, excluding water and impurities, with the [manicured water] technique. Well, if I could use the technique of taking that one out directly, I'd be quick."

"Oh, no, no. I can't do anything, and it's just nice to know what's going on down there."

As Roark said, Cruillo shrugged a little on the basket about something with a complicated face.

"Do you remember the contents of the stockpile?

Asked by Captain Solgnac, Rourke tightened his expression.

"Sure, bottled water, cans and batteries. Insulated sheet instead of blanket...... erm, is something still going on?

"Cheng Cheng, if that's all, don't give up your seat."

"Um, I think if someone with a [exorcism] amulet went downstairs and made it look like a bucket relay on the stairs,"

Soon, Awellana, the pharmacist, was beside him.

Medvege is here too.

"You can do it if you want."

"I, Spell, remember. Mr. Cruillo has the amulet, and if there are two of us... if it's just the Miscellaneous Demon, we're going to be able to do something about it."

"I can't help but worry about it here. Mr. Roark, I'm sorry, but could you lend me a second?

Roark honestly amuleted...... I gave him the [exorcism] talisman.

"I'm more tired of crossing the canal than I thought. Another time, it would be cruel to do that, so I took the day off at the park and talked about not going to Masrina tomorrow."

Medvege reports to the captain.

Captain Solniak answered with a few thoughts.

"Depends on the food...... right"

Awellana goes down first by chanting [exorcism]. Cruillo followed with a talisman in his Tsunagi pocket.

"Water and... this is the can"

"Looks like you can use this, too."

The two checked the basement with few words and came right up.

Cruillo holds a wooden carrying case filled with water bottles, Awellana holds a round insulated sheet and a bunch of hemp bags. When Medvege and the captain received it, the two got off again immediately.

Three round-trips, four cardboard boxes and an additional insulated sheet also came up.

Medvege cages expectations and asks.

"For lack of wind, there was more underground, didn't there?

"But when there are so many cluttered demons..."

"Yeah, [Simple Connection] doesn't sound like it's possible."

The two wizards shook their heads to the side, unfortunately.

"There were a lot of slightly stronger demons, and I didn't get attacked, but I just didn't want to [exorcise] them, so I didn't run away."

"In the end, there was a box where I couldn't even check the contents..."

The morning after the air raid, he walked looking for a basement that was too easy to overrun the cold. I'm reminded that was outrageous.

Roark felt sorry for the two of them and lowered his peppered head.

"Excuse me. If the Miscellaneous Demon likes you, maybe it's crap. I got it, but I didn't use it. That's what I say..."

"That would help a lot. Let's go."

Captain Solniak urged me to return to the park with my luggage.