It's all one flower.

The leader of the Assacol party took a seat and opened his hands to welcome the unaffiliated Senator Lacueus.

"Long time no see, Doctor. Well done. You're safe. … please, please hang up"

Asacor, the leader of the two-wheeled Axis Party, had been conveyed by Snegg and other supporters, turned a joyful smile on Lacueus dressed as an old woman and led him to the table. The last four are faces I don't know. As an old woman, Dr. Harpatola, she met silently, knowing if it was okay to reveal who she was.

"They are members of the Nemoralis Construction Industry Association and volunteer to run refugee camps. This is the teacher of the harp. You will be attending a charitable concert at the Lyabina Civic Orchestra"

The leader of the Asacor party introduces both sides, and Raqueus, as the old woman Halpatola, smiles lovingly and meets. The Construction Association members also greeted the old woman with a smile.

"The teacher, born half a century before the civil unrest, knew the song that marked the centenary of the republican transition."

"So, really, do you know straight away when we were all normally neighborhood dating, regardless of ethnicity or religion?

A young association member momentously listened to the introduction of the leader of the Asacor party.

"Yeah, I could only do the lyrics halfway through civil unrest..."

Raqueus answered with the voice of the old woman and clawed the harp.

A clear tone spins the main melody of the song of national reconciliation. The members of the association listened still to the tone of the old harp filling the white-walled room.

Muscled, savvy fingers manipulate silver strings and play a song as serene as the sunny lake water.

Asacor party leaders gaze at their hands playing the harp with nostalgic eyes and listen to Congressman Laqueus play live for a long time. The five did not move one as fascinated until the song was over and the aftertaste disappeared.

Finishing the performance, the old harp player bows his head lightly.

When the leader of the Asakor party applauded, the latter four also looked at each other like they had awakened from their dreams, smiling and praising at the old lady of the harp player.

"Put this song on BGM and make a video message. I divided it by content, so I'm going to include the performances individually to go with it, okay?

"Yep. What is it about?

Laqueus carefully created the voice of the old woman. Asakor's leader answers as he counts his fingers.

Encouragement for refugees fleeing Amitostigma, one thank you to the Lacrimaris and the Amitostigmas for their support, one thank you to the world in a common language, a total of five calls for a ceasefire to Artel.

There are manuscripts on the tabletop.

"There are other things, but the contents are not specified, so I would like to consult with the teacher later to pack them."

"Yeah, can I help you..."

... It's nice to say thank you, but how much point does that make?

In the first place, I don't know what a "video message" looks like to Raqueus. Somehow it was an atmosphere to hear it, and Lacueus said no more.

"They will be asked to operate the equipment"

"Well, like a movie, you make video and audio separately, and you combine them."

Association members took the place of explanations.

"The state of life in the refugee camp, the city of the destroyed island of Nenia, where reconstruction has progressed, the state of temporary housing, the state of the autonomous community of Listver… we can edit the landscape and people's footage recorded on the tablet device and cover the audio."

"Like a real movie...?

"Yes. Like that. The goal is to inform the refugees in Amitostigma and Lacrimalis that they are returning home."

"I'll flush it to the internet when it's done, but the time is yet to be determined"

"Right now, we're just talking about how to use this video."

Another member of the association stroked a black board about the size of a notebook. A painting appears on its surface. When the association members followed the painting a little with their fingers, the painting switched to a photograph.

It's an unbroken burn.

When he put the board on, the picture moved.

Slowly circle your neck under the cloudier winter sky and look around the burned out city.

The wreckage of the stuffed and burnt leftover building, the burnt sign, the passenger car, the building that collapsed under direct fire, the broken pole, the dripping wire, the ceramic fragments and black burnt spoons left in the burn marks of the private house, the brisket toys that lost color...... snow began to fall on them. Follow to lick the traces of life, again, reflecting the whole city with nothing to move.

The snowy ruins fade out and turn into gentle sunshine in the spring.

A tampon blooms at the roots of a burned street tree and a heavy machine goes down the road where the debris has been removed. (i) The manner in which the compartment of debris could be cleaned up flowed and faded out early and switched to the summer appearance of the same place.

Debris was removed from the streets and large roads were newly paved. A [exorcism] stone tablet was installed at the hands of the workers. A chest full of [Suspended Suspension (Caquez)] school badges (today) becomes a big picture. Construction work was going on everywhere, the point the person pointed to.

The harbour restoration work is followed by the glowing Lake Lacus, the makeshift houses to be built, and the way the powerful and powerless people help each other.

Take a leisurely look at the gate hung by the sign of the temporary reconstruction plant, the area where the prefabricated factory extends behind it.

Sewing, mechanical parts, automobiles, food… Inside the various factories and the figure of the people working there flowed for a few seconds, switching to the classroom landscape of the children studying in the makeshift school building.

The video ended when he looked up at the blue sky with a far-sighted view of the children playing in the school yard surrounded by temporary school buildings.

"It's a rebuilding step. Encouraging refugees and encouraging them to return."

"Well..."

Senator Raqueus came up with an idea of what he had said in response to the Asakor party leader's explanation.

Perhaps it's a combination of multiple cities. The shapes of the mountain ranges reflected in the distant view and the state of the lake are different. It looked more like he was looking for manpower to rebuild than to say he had temporary housing and working mouth ready.

The war is not over yet.

I did not touch on the concerns of the air raid at all.

"Where... around?

"It's the northeast part of the island of Nenia. There are still sporadic air raids in the West."

Raqueus nodded at it and looked around at the four members of the Construction Association.

"I'm an amateur about the video and I don't know anything about it, so I'll leave you all to it"

As we waited for that word of Raqueus, the leader of the Assacol party took his seat.

"Really? So, would you like to help me make manuscripts of other messages in a separate room first?

"Yeah, then..."

The two met with the association members and left the conversation room behind.