It's all one flower.

Morph gives up and helps clean up after the dining room.

When that was over, there was really nothing left to do. There's only so much I can do, like grass in the garden. "The sun is tight in the afternoon, so don't go outside," the captain said.

In this house, for some reason, it's very cool and cozy. I'm sure this would be some kind of magic, too.

Every day when Morph was home, he worked like an ant from morning to evening. On the day I had no work, I went to Sheeney Green Space to collect grass and worms that were likely to be eaten.

Morphs don't know what to do when they tell you to let them go, play, etc.

I did what Medvege's old man told me to do, but I didn't think of any other way. I have no choice but to speak to Roark.

"Hey brother, I'm picking spreadgrass tomorrow, so I was told I wanted to play with it today, but I don't know about that on the boulder. What do you think we should do?

"Er..."

Roark answered with a few thoughts.

"Well, how about studying, working out your body?

"Hmmm... I haven't been working out lately, so I'll do it that way"

"Yes. Well, I'll help you."

"Help?"

The boy soldier Morph tilted his neck about what he was going to help with the workout, even though it wasn't his job.

"You're gonna muscle, aren't you? Abs, I'll hold your legs."

"... plump?

Ask back as you head to the working room of the crawler. Roark, a high school student, explained that he seemed sorry for some reason.

"Exercise to build your stomach muscles. Morph, how did you guys always work out?

"Hmm? Erm, running in, guys with some heavy stuff, guys who train trunks, arms upside down, mock fights and shooting training for a pair of hands and a knife and... various"

The boy soldier Morph answered by counting his fingers, recalling his training in the Star Way Prostitute Army.

"It is. I was at school, too, running in and laying on my arms. Morph, I knew you were strong."

One head's worth more than Morph's, tall Roark told me, and the boy soldier felt strange.

Enter the room assigned for work, as proposed by Roark.

"Well, let's do what we can in the room with the way we work out the school and the way you guys work out"

"If you run around in your room, the captain's going to be mad at you. No guns, no knives..."

"Oh, let's not do this because I'm too weak for Hanashi."

... to the scumbag who helped.

But I can't help being angry. As a result of the consultation, I decided to do trunk, arm ups and downs, abdominal exercises and flexible gymnastics.

Well, let's start with flexible gymnastics.

"Why?"

"It's easier to relax your muscles and joints before exercising."

"Hmm."

... you ask me anything.

Even the weak Roark is only going to school upstairs on the boulder, and there's something wrong with it. Even if you don't have the strength to fight, you're intelligent.

Juvenile soldier Morph acknowledged his powers differently from his own and waited for instructions from high school student Roark.

"Let's start with forward bending. Keep your feet about shoulder-width apart and hands down without bending your knees. Slowly exhale and bend your torso, palms on the floor. If it hurts, don't push it, stop it as far as you can. 'Cause if I get murky, my Achilles tendon will cut off."

Roark explains it carefully, while I try to demonstrate it. Palms flat on the floor, elbows gently bent, slowly posturing back to normal.

Ask questions with admiration for easy explanations.

"Aki... what are you talking about?

"Achilles tendon. Thick muscle here. If this runs out, you won't be able to walk."

Roark crouched down, from the heel of the morph to the calf, gripping with his fingers.

"Oh, that was taught in knife training. When I fuck my leg, I want you here."

"Damn... yes... then take care not to get hurt and take your time. There's a septentorio curse doctor here, but science can't fix it."

Juvenile soldier Morph, with his body about to bend, pointed only at Roark on his face. Roark adds an explanation as to whether he looked surprised.

"For once, it seems like I can walk, but it won't heal until I can run faster or something like that."

"... right"

Boy soldier Morph was taught to cut this place off so that he could not escape when he wanted to keep his enemies alive in the training of the Star Road Prostitute Army.

In training, I just hit a bar cut about the length of the knife, but in fact, I never thought about what would happen after I cut it, etc.

Enemies captured alive are interrogated as prisoners. Alternatively, hold them hostage to pass the demands. Afterwards, when I let him go without killing him, I thought that was it.

I didn't even imagine what would happen to those who were cut off their legs afterwards.

A high school student, Rourke, carelessly gazes at the silent boy soldier Morph. Morph couldn't help but laugh and show.

"I don't want to take care of that doctor. I'll be careful. Thanks for telling me."

"Ugh, yeah. Well, let's do it slowly."

Let Roark demonstrate as he elaborates and move his body exactly as Juvenile Soldier Morph was taught.

Flexible gymnastics alone took over an hour. The room is cool, but we both sweat.

... I thought it was an easy win because it's just a lukewarm move, what is this? High school students are such tight workouts.

Boy soldier Morph sneaked up on high school student Roark.

After the demonstration, I played flexible gymnastics with Morph, so he should be moving extra, but he just sweated and looks fine. Moreover, he bent his body to an angle that morphs could not, and movements that morphs could not, were also demonstrating plainly.

... He said he was weak or something, but he's not a liar?

Now, if this is the case with the high school student Roark, maybe Leno, the bakery who completed that course, the wizard's employee Cruillo, and the pharmacist (dull) Awellana are just as strong without magic.

... The guys in the city out there, they weren't working out.

I have also naturally felt that the Star Way Prostitute Army has been returned.

Because of the ambush, all those attacks were successful, but if the citizens of Zerneau fought back with their weapons, even without magic, sooner or later, the Star Way Prostitute would have been returned. By and large, the number of people is different.

... Then why did the great guys tell us to fuck?

He said there was a shield behind Artel and Lanista, but the air raid burned the cities of Nenia Island indiscriminately. In the city of Zerneau, you knew the Morphs' Star Way Prostitutes were in operation. Yet the comrades were burned with the citizens of Zerneau.

Juvenile soldier Morph filled his head with doubt and continued to imitate Roark's movements in the sky above.

"... it's time to rehydrate, it sucks. Let's take a break."

"Hmm?... ooh"

Roark calls me back. They're both sweater than they were just now.

Out in the hallway, I bowled with employee Cruillo.

"What's going on? Both of you? Such a sweaty..."

"I was working out a little bit."

"Oh well. Don't worry about it. I'll wash it, let's go out."

"Is that okay?

"Yeah. Because I'm out of oil and I'm out of cots that I can do this one too"

The conversation came together at Cruillo and Rourke, and the boy soldier Morph followed him to the garden.

A wizard worker starts well water in surgery. Cold water was pleasant on the lit body.