It's all one flower.

Medvege slowed down.

They opened the window completely. The cold wind blew into every corner of the carrier.

"Hello -"

Medvege greets in a flamboyant manner.

Opposite cars also slowed down.

"Oh, hello. Which way?"

"Go donate your bread, and we'll be back. Come on"

"Well, thank you."

The opposite car's voice turns away.

Medvege sped up and headed further south.

... Oh well. If I say "go back" instead of "go"...?

Cruillo was impressed with Medvege's unexpected acting skills.

The driver of the truck carrying the relief supplies was deluded with such child-frauding ingenuity (tonchi), but what about the checkpoint?

I don't think Pinatifida would delude me with a bakery logo with gum tape.

... so I won't forcibly break through and go to Wake.

Think in case you get caught.

Cruello and his brothers and sisters have at least a father in Cravel, the capital of Nemoralis...

Could you do something about it and send me to the island of Nemoralis instead of the city of Gardenia? Is there anything I can do with the designation of an identity underwriter?

... Oh, no. I don't know the address of the business trip or anything.

Besides, I didn't think my father would stay in the same place all the time after the terrorist attacks and air raids.

My father's place of work, which was in the city of Zerneau, has been burned down in the terror of the Star Road Prostitute Army. Subsequently, the city of Zerneau and its surrounding areas were designated as restricted access areas by the government.

Nor does my father have the means to know what happened to his home and family.

... They think I'm dead. I want to do something and tell him he's alive... but what am I supposed to do?

Cruillo didn't think of any means, just because his thoughts toured the same place in grandeur and his sense of impatience solicited.

"Oh, um, excuse me. Can you pull over for a second?

Amiella, an acquaintance of Juvenile Soldier Morph, spoke to the small room. Leno takes over Medvege and stops right away.

When the carrier opened, Amiella looked around and said to everyone.

"It's a little early, but I think it's time to go to the woods for lunch and pick up some herbs and sprouts and sell a little more."

On the eastern side of the dead field were woods. From the road, only about two hundred meters away.

As Cruillo looked around, there were stone tablets inscribed with potpourri and [exorcism] marks along the road, as well as signs of distance indications.

It looks like the city of Morniya is twenty kilometers away.

Did you also notice Captain Solgnac and the driver Medvege, who agreed with Needle Amiela's proposal?

Lightly done with grilled fish and sturdy bread, split into two hands.

Going to the woods are six people: Pharmacist (dull) Awellana, Captain Solgnac, Juvenile Soldier Morph, High School student Roark, Needle Amiella, and Leno from the bakery. Half of them, including Cruillo, decided to keep watch on the truck.

"Brother, you're here"

Because it was a bright place, Elantis was smiling and waving, sending Leno out. Leno also waves back with a reassuring smile.

There are no signs of death here, like in Nemoralis territory, and there is no fear of air raids.

When I say I'm going to the woods, I don't go into the woods, just the boundary with the dead field.

Still, just in case, Captain Solgnark and Juvenile Soldier Morph took a cutter knife for protection, as did the others.

"Brother, let me listen to the weather forecast song. If it was now, the truck would be stopped, okay?

"What?"

Amana pulled her hand, and Cruillo looked back at Medvege.

The driver asked Cruillo, smiling softly at the girl who kept her eyes shining.

"Brother, does that generator eat that much fuel to turn once on a record?

"No... not so..."

"Then let him listen."

The driver's big palm slaps Cruello on the shoulder. Pushed by the muddy of its hand, Cruillo returned to the carrier.

Start the generator and operate the regenerator of the record in a small room for attendants. I dropped a needle on the plate, heard the prelude flowing, and got off the carrier.

Amana and Elantis and Pinatifida stand in front of the truck with their notebooks spread out.

When the prelude was over and the Lord's melody began to flow, the three began singing in unison.

"I'll bring you some delicious freshly baked bread..."

Tell Cruello to be quiet with the gesture Medvege has put aside.

Cruillo nodded back, sneaking his footsteps around behind Pinatifida. Peek a notebook over the shoulder of a girl middle school student.

It was the letter of my sister Amana, and the lyrics were clear.

The three of them are obsessed with following the lyrics and don't notice Cruillo.

Cruillo wondered what Farkill was up to and looked around his neck for him.

A short distance away, charging the tablet terminal. Looks like he's listening to the song, pointing at this one with his terminal in his hand so the sun can hit him as much as possible.

My sisters made some lyrics that didn't fit the rhythm, but others were perfect as they were originally lyrics like that.

At the end of the first instrumentation, after a little while, the solo performance of the piano flows.

Did the girls decide from the start, and sang along with this.

The solo piano, flute and guitar plays one after the other, and the A-side ends in harmonica, stopping the record.

The girls, who continued to sing the same song for nearly thirty minutes, exhaled loudly and looked at each other upbeat.

She flips herself like she was bounced, and Amana is amazed.

"... brother huh? How long have you been here?

"From the beginning"

Leno's sisters also turned to their surprised faces, but quickly smiled with a hazy smile.

"... how was it? Now?"

Pinatifida asked for his thoughts, and Cruillo answered as he felt.

"I was good. I thought this was what you originally said the lyrics"

"Oh, I was really singing."

Medvege applauds.

Cruillo and Farkill also joined the applause as the illuminated Amana hugged her.

"This song, when you sell bread, you sing."

"Oh well. The bakery at the dealership? You came up with something awesome."

He strokes his sister's golden hair and smiles at the bakery sisters.

"I don't know if this will buy me, but I want to do what I can rather than do nothing..."

Pinatifida watches at the end of the road.

The southern city of Morniya is still invisible.

"Right. Well, why don't we cut the cardboard and make a sign?"

Cruillo slapped his sister on the shoulder and urged the bakery sisters as well.