It's all one flower.

People are busy working in Senator Laquéus's office based on a plan prepared by Khushchenka.

Imports resumed with the provisional restoration of the port of Grjaj, and the soaring food prices within the Listwer Autonomous Region calmed somewhat. The shops of the estate district, where the price of the hike was raised, are seen with white eyes, while the hitchhiking minutes are lowered and business continues with an unfamiliar face.

Whatever it is, it doesn't change the amount of food you can buy from the sale of bazaars.

Senator Laqueus's supporters were sweating over the sorting of donations.

"Also, the vegetables were stolen."

"Anyway, I wish the bad guy would have burned me..."

A sigh leaks in someone's whine.

Proposed by supporters of rural districts, the project of creating seedling pots was also carried out.

For each 10 seedling pots knitted with cranberry (Tsukusa), swap for a single strain of vegetable seedlings, and if grown successfully, you can eat eggplant and tomatoes.

Knit a planting pot with cranberry grass for replanting, come from the sheeney green area and the mountain hem of the Kublum Mountains and put it on top of a concrete block recovered from the rubble dump.

Since the districts east of Sheeney Green Space have high salt levels in the soil and cannot be planted directly, it was difficult to grow just one seedling.

Drain water and drain it with rain water stored in an empty can or in a public bath tap that only opens on Sundays. Remove if worms apply. The people who got the seedlings were faithful to the guidance of the farmers to take care of them in a worthy manner.

Seedlings were frequently stolen everywhere in the East End after the small fruits came on.

"I thought if more people would learn to make things, grow crops, and know a little more about the joy of harvesting than taking them away..."

The farmer who invented the product is drained.

The aunts who were dining in front of the factory in the East End spoke of sympathy and giving up.

"The thief is not your fault, and you don't care. In Lower Town, it's happened before, and people don't care anymore."

"Before, the star road prostitutes demolished the empty barracks, made planters out of waste materials, collected seeds from the raw garbage that came out of our stores, and grew vegetables."

"Everyone was rooted out of the blue, too. All I had left was weeds I couldn't eat, but still, thank you, guys."

"So why..."

The farmer's grandfather stops his hand and tilts his neck.

"Well, the vacant houses are gone, the ventilation is better and the clutter demons are reduced, and if the planter stays, the grass grows, and it's cool..."

"If it's edible grass, it doesn't have to be vegetables."

The once difficult state of the Barack Zone seems to have far exceeded the farmer's grandfather's imagination. I lost my words and had been solidifying for a while, but I sighed small and resumed my work.

In the East End District today, barracks were swept away except for parts close to the mountains, and temporary homes, apartments, etc. were built after proper zoning. Sewers and temporary toilets and drains were maintained, reducing bad odors and rainy days worries. The water supply can't be said to be adequate, but it's far better than before for the reduced frequency of drinking contaminated well water.

The city that became beautiful saw a drastic decrease in cluttered demons, as well as a decrease in demon damage.

The population has declined significantly, but donations from churches and others have gone by, and what we have said in the last few months, there have been no starving deaths.

... Still stealing other people's (human) stuff.

It's not just vegetable seedlings. Towels, clothes, etc. that have gone to all who have been burned out are also stolen while they are washed and dried. To prevent theft, the bureau instructed some people to dry indoors without laundry.

Do we have to place armed guards all over the city, like in rural areas?

... but even though the neighboring city of Zerneau and other cities don't.

He remembered what was going on outside the Autonomous Community, which his brother, Senator Lacueus, had dark thoughts in his chest.

Finish the work at tea time and go home and back to the store.

Asina and Sarotka, needles hired to replace Amiela, raised their arms considerably in the last two months or less. Not only can it be repaired (made), but it can also be made from an easy object such as a wipe bag, apron, etc.

"Welcome back, Store Manager. It's a summer festival coming up. So, we, uh, we'd like to practice dancing, but, uh, time to work, can I shift?

Blonde Asina says in a bright and energetic voice. Salotka, the coloured hair of the earth, turned her eyes blamed on her colleagues who laughed without giving in, but said nothing.

"Sarotka doesn't seem to be up for dancing practice."

"Yes, I sew, I'm still bad, so practice wants to prioritize this one"

"Er? We're not close. - I'm not.... Hey, Store Manager, summer festival dancing isn't a game, it's a dance for faith, okay? I don't care if you're here about two hours late."

Asina scoffs (bruises) at Sarotka and leans over her sweet gaze with a voice that mesmerizes Kufushenka.

... If I refuse, I guess I'll hit Salotka with dissatisfaction while I'm away and get out of work too.

This daughter will touch on the victim's side saying, "The tailor's manager won't let me practice the summer festival dance and I'm an asshole and an unbeliever". That doesn't hurt or itch, but I was worried about leaving you alone with my dear Sarotka.

In the last two months or less, Kufushenka brought up her faith to denounce others or scoff (bruise) and denigrate (deceive) someone, and realized that she intended to believe herself.

In front of the priests, they must have worn cats.

Asina herself could not be said to be very clever, and there were verses that quite misfulfilled the teachings of Saint Kirkulus.

It still is.

If you take part in the Church's events, you accuse the faithful and disobedient Sarotka of disbelief and disdain.

"Dear Saint Kirkulus, you have the primary theory (and) that you will acquire knowledge and skills that are not magic. Of course, it's a fine thing to do when you're sewing here."

Saying Kufshenka, Sarotka relieved herself, loosened her emotional expression and lowered her head small, Asina pointing her gaze.

"When it's two hours late, it'll be hot when you come, so make it an hour."

"Practice, do I have to get out on the way?

"That's right. If you learn the basic shape, you can do it when you get home."

Dancing at the Summer Festival is a dance that repeats the same mould for about an hour. Asina thought a little, but she snorted reluctantly, not thinking of a clever excuse.

... What would you look like if you found out that the dance was [Dancing Sparrow] school's [Dance of the Demons]?

Kufshenka taught her best friend Frizan Theme and Kalindula when she was younger.

The two were wizards who completed their scholastic work. The sisters, singers of the curse, often worked in the temple of Fraxinus with [dancing sparrows] scholarly scholars dancing (like).

[Dancing sparrow] The art of scholarship does not require chanting of spells, with or without action. A magician is activated by dancing a powerful word woven into motion.

In the Lacus Hunan region, the mix of powerful and powerless people proceeds, mixing those who possess magic within the same clan with those who do not. The same is true of Kirkuls' houses.

It was only a few hundred or so decades ago that Kirkurism was passed on to this land, and even if marriages were made between Kirkurists of a powerless people, there are times when children with magic are born. Before the civil unrest of half a century, everyone was relaxed about their faith, so there were Kirkuls who married Fraxinus.

Amiella, the needle I used to hire, is a granddaughter of Frisian-themed. The Frisian theme married a Kirkursian man, who, after the civil unrest, migrated with her husband to the autonomous community of Listwar, concealing that he was a powerful people.

Kirkulusism is a religion born on the Alton Gaza continent with depleted magic.

It was also passed down to this land, which is full of demons and warcraft, but if you keep your faith in the Chinukalkl Nothiu continent, you will not be able to protect your life.

In the Lake Lacus region in the western part of the Chinucalculu Nothiu continent, Kirkulus priests and faithful bent the interpretation of faith and took the [dancing sparrow] school's magic dance into the church's events without spells in powerful words. If there is a powerful people in the dancer, the technique will be activated.

On the contrary, they say that the words of prayer that they utter every time contain spells such as [exorcism] translated into common language and Hunan.

It is uncertain whether the teachings of the saints themselves could not originally be completely separated from witchcraft, or whether the followers of future generations transformed their teachings to defend themselves.

... I can't even think of looking at the upper edge of things and not even trying to find out what's true and making me think about what it means.

Amiella, who was truly confident and wise, Viola, who struggles hard to gain a new job without returning to the whore in distress, and Sarotka, who strives to acquire skill with a proper understanding of true faith.

Inside, he compared the appearance of Asina moving the needle reluctantly with the three needles, and Kufushenka was sighing (one).