It's all one flower.

"Are you that good? I'll go get anything."

Medvege on break shines her eyes like a child.

Captain Solniak said, unloading his luggage.

"Although there are many, there are few (mostly) things that cannot be eaten as is, such as flour. Besides, there's no means of transport."

Disappointment spread to the children. Amana also stops crying and looks up at her brother.

"I brought you some juice. There's one at a time."

When Cruillo said it, the air brightened.

Arrange the items that came down on the reception table.

"Whoa. You were safe with the catfish thing, too"

"I have to eat this first."

Medvege takes the ham and Leno checks the onion condition.

"Oh, futon, did you get it right? Thanks."

Cruillo, who searched for a pharmacist, noticed the bedding.

Awellana sleeps in the back bench. The green hair sticking out of the brown blanket looked like grass.

I couldn't take it, and when I divided the can juice into pieces, I got one extra bottle.

"What do we do? Wake me up and listen?

Leno whispers and looks around together. The wizard Cruillo shook his head to the side.

"No, let's get you some rest. It's such a small can, and if we split it one bite at a time with the kids, we're done."

Three hundred and fifty milliliters.

Cruillo said as he lined up a glass of plastic at another reception table.

"Amana and Tis, Pina. Mr. Roark, Mr. Morph... you really only have one bite."

"What? Me too?

I saw Cruillo with Roark's surprised face.

Medvege laughs.

"What, are you a jerk for treating children?

"Roark, you're still in high school, aren't you?

When Cruillo heard, Roark nodded.

"Morph, you look just like our pina... okay?

Leno pushes caution on the boy soldier.

Morph doesn't respond just by looking difficult while holding the record.

Medvege reaches for the record.

"Oh? Boy, what are you taking care of?

Morph's face brightened up painfully, offering two.

"Weather forecast and gymnastics......? What's the matter with you? Such a nostalgic mon."

Medvege listened with his eyes narrowed to the record he received. A boy soldier answers by pointing to Cruillo.

"He found it in a room with old sounds on it."

"I pulled it out of the shelf to explain the record, and that was it. I can't listen to it because of the blackout."

Cruillo said, Medvege's lips loosened (loosened) to a dripping grin and tightened immediately. Tis peeks up from the side.

"Uncle's favorite song?

"Hmm? I'm not particularly fond of it, but this one's radio weather forecast. This is the gymnast we used to do every day at school when we were kids."

"Oh, I know the weather forecast! It's called," Find this sky. "

Read the song name written on the rainbow of the jacket and Tis impressed.

"I didn't know -... but this feels perfect both ways. Hey, Amana?

Amana only pointed her face at childhood taming while clinging to Cruillo.

They ask me the same thing again and I see Medvege at hand.

"The weather forecast is good, but the other one... you won't know until you listen to it"

The younger generation doesn't know about national health gymnastics.

Leno changed the subject.

"Cookware, I'll go get it. Is the kitchen on the fifth floor?

"You should also go wizard just in case... Will you ask me?

"Fine."

Responding lightly to Captain Solgnac, Cruillo gently slapped Amana on the shoulder.

"Well, now I'll be right back"

Amana nodded in stiffness and moved away from Cruillo.

"I'll take care of the baggage. The captain can't rest. Boy, hold this and wait."

Medvege handed the record to Morph and picked up the empty shopping bag.

The three of us, Cruillo, Reno and Medvege, go up to the fifth floor.

Even though he was young, Cruillo ran out of breath when he ascended the stairs all at once because of his daily lack of exercise. Take a short break on the third floor and ascend again.

Leno, who likes to run, and Medvege, he's a fine face. They work out differently.

... I can't breathe like this, I'm not about to cast a spell.

"This guy is a big mon!

Medvege cheers.

Leno walked into the kitchen staring at the food that had piled up near the entrance to the dining room. Cruillo follows suit.

Look for shelves, put unopened bottled oil and seasonings in shopping bags, and metal forks, knives and spoons, wrapped in paper napkins.

The pan, frying pan and saucepan (saucepan) were placed in another bag, and the knife was also added with a napkin and cloth towel (fumigation).