It's all one flower.

As for the fact that I am not free to go out, it is no different from when I was under house arrest in a senator's quarters. But being here of your own free will is very different. There is no surveillance of soldiers.

Members of Congress who opposed the use of demonic asthma cannons were placed under house arrest in their quarters by the hands of pro-authorists. I spent months in close contact with the outside world, trying to escape on a rainy night. It became a battle with the watchmen, and it is unclear how many casualties were found on both sides in the confusion.

Congressman Laqueus was protected by young Congressman Krapifnik and escaped painfully. On Senator Krapiefnik's [leap], move to his supporter Snegg's house. I am still anonymous.

The season shifted from that rainy night, and it's summer now. In the garden of the Snegg house, roses bloom and bees busily fly around white chunks on dark greens. The sunlit rose was now glowing.

It's an old house left in the valley of the building with potpounds. For only two hours, between noon, the strong sun falls, later into the shadow of the building. There were spell-like patterns everywhere, and they were intact even in half a century of civil unrest.

During the day, Sneigh went to work and gathered information and was away. Lacueus, a powerless people, left alone, but he was cool and comfortable in the house. I don't see the type of air conditioning, so this would be a magical move. My knee hurts in an air-conditioned room, but it doesn't hurt here at all.

... That's ironic.

In the teachings of Kirkulus, the saint that Lacueus believes in, magic is cut off as "evil (ah) shiki (purposeful)".

Without the magical liaison of Senator Krapifnik with the outside world and the collaboration of the Asakor party leaders and other two-wheeled axis party members, and the outside [singing] and [falling swans] scholarly operators, Laquéus would not know what would have happened by now.

Quite some time after that night, the supporters of the Demonic Asthma Cannon, which focuses on the opposition majority, finally said, "The senator's quarters came under some kind of raid. Majority of MPs, murdered or abducted and missing," he said. He said he kept searching under the water for respect for his life, but because there was no demand from the kidnappers, he stepped into the public domain.

A list of abducted senators was published in the newspaper. I guess they aimed at reporting the good intentions of the people.

Of course (of course), there are also the names of Senators Laqueus and Krapifnik. Around two-thirds of the Axis Party faces on both wheels who opposed the Demonic Asthma Cannon also appeared to have fled. He will also be the leader of the Asacor party and the names of the Molcove senators who lectured in the cooking class.

Councillor Smurf and others who cooked with him found the names of the people they knew on the list of the dead, and Councillor Laqueus had chest pains.

... The Asakor leaders managed to make the escape fruit (oh). I just figured that out, but I hope not.

I guess they could have gone somewhere without getting caught. Laqueus managed to inspire himself.

A significant number of MPs were lost, but no elections were held on the grounds that they were under wartime.

Sneigh came home in the evening. [Singing] The scholarly soprano singer Oratorix is with him. Relieve the two of you to look safe.

Oratorix waved his arm at dinner. The onions melt in a refreshing tomato soup and the vanilla appetites. The white fish meat dough bounced in his mouth and his eyes narrowed unexpectedly to its taste.

The three elderly people talk about the activities of the young people as they continue to eat intense soup and bread.

"Those of you who take a trip to a concert can afford it."

"Yep. Time and nostalgia, mind and body… and because of the high percentage of aspirants, there are many who would like to cooperate with us in our activities."

To the words of Oratorix and Sneg, Raqueus nodded.

Since his escape from the Senator's quarters, Lacueus has not gone out other than disguising himself as Harpatola, the teacher of the harp, to perform at a concert. The days of visiting this house rarely (rarely) and only seeing each other face to face continued. The only external information is newspapers and radio, stories brought about by Snegg and collaborators.

Corner, I resent the helplessness of being rescued with my life at stake but I can't do anything about it.

"But a lot of the people, they don't have that kind of leeway. I'm just trying to protect my daily life."

"Even if you want to do something about it, there are a lot of people out there who can even raise their voices, being chased by what's in front of them."

"Is that so bad?

"Yes, supplies tend to lag behind due to the lake blockade in the Kingdom of Lacrimalis, and a lot of people have been left alone by air raids."

Sneg answered Laqueus's question with a sigh of relief. That's why the concert is encouraging home gardens and handiwork to solicit donations from people who can afford them and turn the economy around with food making.

The activities of aspiring and spare people alone were water on the burning stone, far from bridging the painful hands of the air raid.

The reconstruction of the Ristover Autonomous Region progressed dramatically because of an offer of support from the Kirkuri State on the Alton Gaza continent, which was accepted by the Nemoralis Government.

If the "Autonomous Community Relief of the Kirkurs" cited by the Republic of Artel in its declaration of war is achieved, then, for that matter, the war will end… at least, the possibility of grasping the thread of the ceasefire negotiations will be explored. Also, if the factory in the autonomous region is rebuilt and fully operational, the domestic economy will move for that matter.

The Nemoralis government, the opposition, seems to be stranded to the point of confusion.

Clean up the dishes and Sneg and Oratorix put the materials on the table. Piano player Sneigh changed the subject with a bright voice.

"The lyrics I recruited are coming from more foreign countries than I thought"

"With the internet?

Two people nod at Laqueus' inquiry.

"Hunan-speaking area...... many from Amitostigma refugee camps and supporters of Lacrimalis, but also from countries unrelated to this war in the comments section of the video translated into the common language"

Snegg's long and supple fingers pulled a bunch of paper out of the envelope and spread it in front of Lacueus. It's a lyrical proposal sent to me.

"I have a lot to say about the feedback sent to the video of the concert, but why don't you put it in the organizer's mouth?"

"I'm late, but I wanted to ask my teacher for your opinion today, so I came."

Oratorix pulled one out of the spread and placed it at the top.

They tallied drafts and opinions sent over on the Internet. Of the same number of proposals, the most common was noted at the top.

It's a request that the organizers put "Let's Hands Together and Break the Chain of Hate and Sorrow" into the lyrics when they spoke at a previous concert.

Opinions sent as comments on the video include, as of a few days ago, a check of over 80,000 endorsements: "Like it!" in, "is accompanied by an explanation.

Raqueus rolled the word over his tongue and clawed the harp in his head. I repeat it over and over and try to bounce it in my head. This unfinished song had the same melody used repeatedly. Seek the connection between words and melodies by hand.

Sneg stood softly and brewed herbal tea back. There is a refreshing fragrance on the table.

The song and words tied together in my head.

"... if you split between the first and second half, you're going to be able to incorporate it somewhere"

"Do you split it?

Oratorix looks surprised. Sneg looked alternately at Lacueus' face and the table material.

"Hmm. There will be a melody that will come out repeatedly"

Laqueus hummed two melodies and waited for the two to react. Soprano singer Oratorix puts words on the melody.

"Hands together... chains of hatred and sorrow..." Let's say no, "the words don't fit."

"Turn down the hatred and sorrow... it would be better to have the right number of sounds"

"And don't make it easier to connect to the next word."

I affirmed Snegg's alteration and actually sang two places. Because the melodies are apart, they are divided as lyrics, but they both make it easier to carry on with another word.

Each of the three put words on the melody.

"After all, it was worth asking your teacher. I'll tell the orchestra and the choir tomorrow."

Drop off Oratorix at the front door happy to return.

A white rose in the garden emitted an overwhelming scent into the night sky.