It's all one flower.

Earlier the next morning, soprano singer Oratorix picked him up.

Handily apply makeup, wig, and disguise Lacueus as the harp player's old lady, Halpatola.

Look in the mirror, Lacueus...... Halpatola makes, impressed with Oratorix's makeup skill, while at the same time becoming horrible.

... I didn't know you could change your appearance so far without magic... a woman is something you don't know at all.

I tried to remember the shadow of my wife, but distant memories dazzle me. Just like yesterday's dream, the more I try to remember, the more I fall out of that hand. The shadows of the children also dissolve and disappear into the light of the nostalgic days on the other side of the memory.

During the civil unrest, supplies were scarce, and cosmetics and other luxuries were hardly available.

Even though he was part of the National Lacus Lacrimaris Symphony Orchestra, Raqueus, who was still young...... at the time, his monthly salary, called "Halpator," didn't buy him any cosmetics to go out in Yami.

If you are a powerful people, you can invest magic in [the crystal of magic] to favor barter. A magical product that combines versatility and practicality is always traded for expensive items.

All the salaries of Halpator, a powerless people and a Kirkur, were paid in cash. Cash is also versatile, but not practical. Prices rose in proportion to the shortage of supplies, causing the children, too, to feel twisted.

Harpator's wife, who has no power to defend herself, was killed during half a century of civil unrest.

Around the middle of the civil unrest, fighting was frequent with each force involved. Which forces have killed you, have you hit an ally stray bullet, or are you guilty of hitchhiking a ride? Harpator, who rushed for the reward, had no way of knowing who the vengeance was.

Go out into the garden and get yourself into Sneigh's [leap] technique.

... Was Non's faith to this extent?

I mock myself for having had resistance at first, but now I'm completely used to it.

At the end of the chant of powerful words, the scenery changes.

The Lyabina Civic Hall was completely different from when he visited as part of the Lacus Lacrimaris Symphony Orchestra before half a century of civil unrest. Because it was destroyed and rebuilt during the civil unrest. I feel lonely, pathetic.

... No, the teachings of the saints are meant not to cause another tragedy of the demons of the Three Kingdoms.

The purpose of the sorcery outburst is not magic dictated by personal abilities and personalities so that people's lives are not lost, but rather to come out with wisdom and make the world better with technology that anyone can use.

The saint Kirkulus did not say to uproot wizards and pagans. The biblical statement that "witchcraft is bad business" is by no means a permit for mass slaughter using science and technology.

… What the Saint truly sought and preached to the people was a peaceful world in which man would not be killed by human error.

Laqueus, who became the old lady Halpatola, raised her face.

At the entrance to the venue, a moving message board is placed and a guide to the handwritten songs is affixed.

Shortages and soaring supplies have made the amateur concert brochure unprintable.

Today's concert is practically, only four songs. It's the unfinished songs of the weather forecast BGM "Find This Big Sky," "National Health Gymnastics," "The Hymn Medley for the Holidays of the Gods," and the Wish for National Reconciliation.

The hymn medley alone is more than thirty minutes long, and "Find This Big Sky" plays twice in the symphonic and choral versions, as well as the unfinished songs, with the organizer's MC's BGM and the overall performance.

Including the encore, it's been quite a while.

Follow Snegg and Oratorix through the hallway to the new Ljabina Civic Hall dressing room.

About half a dozen members had already gathered.

"Everyone in the Lyabina Civic Orchestra is in a separate room. Doctor, can I see you?

"No, it's a busy time before production. Let's not."

"Doctor, it's 'No, it's a busy time before production, I won't'. You'll find out the way you talk."

"Ah..."

Oratorix's pointer reminds me that I was dressed as a woman. Sneg and I looked at each other and laughed bitterly.

"Good morning. Erm... Dr. Halpatola"

"... good morning"

Marinba players who helped disguise themselves at the last concert greet each other with hesitation. Raqueus answered, creating an old lady-like voice color.

She shrugged off her shoulders and explained today's schedule together.

"When everyone comes, once on stage, just a song to be performed with the concerto, we'll practice jointly. It's almost like bumping into the real thing, guys, thank you"

Each one carries a musical instrument and goes onstage.

The Lyabina Civic Choir was practicing their vocalization toward a deserted guest seat. The Civic Orchestra also meets with the choir for placement.

Separately and for a short period of time, we have likened our aspirations and practiced on the same spectrum. This, just before the production, was perfectly breathtaking and finished without difficulty, as in the final confirmation, rather than the first and last joint practice.

Lighting and other adjustments were made, and the satchel was unloaded.

Entrance time will be picked up and the door to the passenger seat will open. Footsteps and talking overflow the venue like a full tide.

The stiffness in the guest seat calms down and the sound of the cough becomes more intimate.

The opening buzzer rang and the satin rose.