It's all one flower.

Pina, who came up with the question, and her escort Leno, the pharmacist (dull) Awellana, and more than ten returning refugees who wanted to know the answer quickly went to the desk, but were refused.

"If it's not within the bright, you have questions you can't, right? It'll be a hassle twice, so make it tomorrow."

The attendant shook his head sideways with a tired face and unilaterally cut the story off.

The record keeper tells me to take it in.

"But thank you for your valuable suggestions. We had no idea what we were doing."

"There are obstacles to other business that have come too many times. Wrap it up on paper, delegates are invited to come"

"And please narrow down the number of questions. [Revealed water mirror (Akasaka Mitsumi)] needs high power magic to start, so it's very tiring."

An identity check attendant handed Leno three copies of A4 paper and a ballpoint pen along with a sigh.

"Well, then, the magic is mine..."

"You're a pharmacist, aren't you? You will be good at precision manipulation of extracting pharmaceutically effective ingredients from materials, but have you ever continued to pour high-output magic into your tools?

I saw the medallion (today) on the chest of the pharmacist Awellana and the ID attendant heard it in a tired voice.

"No... I don't have any experience, but I'll do my best"

"Yeah, well, it's like compressing and releasing magic like a [rapidly descending eagle (washi)] school's [arrow of light], can you work hard? The demon soldier's attack is momentary, but this has to maintain output all the time during the questioning?

It seems that the tiring officials of identification are quite magical to see this.

"Ah, make it up to you with that [magic crystal]..."

"You're on your own to compress and release the supplied magic, aren't you? How can you tell…"

"It's like someone with low lung vitality trying to inflate a balloon in one breath."

He was daunted by the officials and shook his head sideways as Awellana felt sorry for him. If she can't do it either, she won't be able to do more with the weak magic Cruillo.

... Was it not only because of the high price, but also because of the low number of people who could start it?

"Thank you, Mr. Awellana. I'm just glad to feel it. We can't do anything because we're not magical, and never mind."

Leno urged the pharmacists of the people of the lake to leave the room in thanksgiving to the officials.

The people pushing at the desk reluctantly return to the dining room to discuss what to ask.

Roark goes to paste in the canteen and the entrance to the residence compartment so that those who are not here tonight can hear it, and the other returning refugees tell the people waiting for the order of the procedure. Several returned with notes of the questions they had heard.

It was only half the night that we put together the minutes of the people we were with.

The next morning, when I scrubbed my sleepy eyes and went to the dining room, there were rarely returning refugees with infants in their breakfast seats.

When Roark put the radio in his usual seat and turned it on, people gathered and quickly surrounded themselves.

A young mother holding a breastfeeder asks Roark in momentum.

"That sticker said," Radio seats, "right here?

"That's right. That's a question, isn't it? Wait a minute, please. Prepare a note."

More and more people gathered during that exchange, and they were nowhere near receiving breakfast.

"Brother, paper and pen"

Pina distributes it to everyone in the former mobile sales.

... so did you bring a handkerchief?

Leno received with admiration the goodness of his sister's preparation, at the same time embarrassing herself for not caring. Elementary school students Tis and Amana also help and listen for seven.

"You can't ask questions about the future or anything you can't say either. Similar questions can be summarized in one"

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana repeats what he also wrote on the sticker.

Several people pulled in when they heard that.

... after all, you're wondering what's going to happen. Which one do you think will win?

Leno was sneaking out (sighs) as he took note of the question.

"Are you okay staying here?

"I only know the state of the question, so even if I hear it while I'm here, the answer is okay."

"So how long do you get milk and diapers?

"They don't know about the future with that tool."

He can't help but ask, even if he knows he can't.

The same questions fly everywhere, irritated, voices similar to screams ask additional questions.

"So when are you going to calm down?

"If anything happens, will someone come and help me?

"Is it okay to trust the government forces?

"I suddenly had less dinner, but I guess the food's okay, right?

"Is it true what the Nemus Liberation Army and the others said on the radio?

"If this place is in danger, where and how do we evacuate it?

"When is the next ship leaving?

No one expects an answer from Tis and Amana on the boulder, but they want me to just tell the bureau. They arrange a number of questions and struggle to write them down.

When the wave of questions drew, it was going around eleven o'clock.

"Breakfast, you've eaten so much."

From now on, we will divide the questions that can be answered by [Ming (Ah) Kashi Mirror (Mikagami)] into questions that are not, and questions that are likely to be answered by the bureau, but even if things go well, it is likely that we will go to the desk in the afternoon.

"Good day. For once, I took your share..."

"You should eat it while you can."

An elderly couple was taking me a seven-member sturdy bread, dried fruit and tea at the table next door.

When Leno and the others say thank you, the people we went to the desk with yesterday will put it together instead. I gratefully accepted the offer and handed over a bunch of paper.

FM Cravel repeats the same record all the time, giving weather forecasts and shelter information every time he goes around.

There was no ordinary news or other show, and I had no idea what was happening to the capital, Cravel, right now, or what was going to happen.

The latest edition of the newspaper hanging placed by the entrance to the dining room was on paper yesterday. They didn't have newspaper delivery this morning either.

Sip the tea that Cruillo has rewarmed for me and roam the dried fruit. The sweetness and sourness of the apricot (ans) made my head a little neater.

No one from ex-mobile sales opens firm bread. Looks like everyone decided to take it and put it down for the future.

"Representative, who will go?

Roark, finished eating, looks around the entire dining room. I smelled soup and my seat was filling up again.

"Me, can I go? I'm the one who said it..."

"So Leno, the manager, and Awellana, the wizard representative...?

Pina said, Cruillo sent his gaze to the two of them.

If they don't complain to the bureau, they have no objection. Responding with his eyes, his voice rose from a nearby seat.

"Can I, too? I helped you put it together, and I'm curious."

... this guy, sure... he was in favor of the Nemus Liberation Army, right?

The young man I went to the desk with last night. I felt nasty, but the same returning refugees, Leno, had no authority to say no on that grounds.

The husband of the elderly couple also joined him, and as soon as he finished his lunch, the five went to the desk.

"I've decided what to ask, and whoever hears it is with me, so can I ask?

All we have here are people without power and wizards who cannot fight.

If the question is a soldier or a warcraft exterminator or other person who can fight, it is not helpful because the levels of "safety" and "safety" are completely different, but it is not very different for Pina to ask or for the youth to hear.

"I hope you like pina..."

"Are you okay?"

Leno and the pharmacist (dull) Awellana worried, but Pina nodded forcefully. Nor did the youth and uncle disagree, if that's all right.

We wait almost an hour in turn and are called inside.

"Oh, yesterday's..."

I am greeted with a complex face by an attendant. Pina was not frightened and sat in the front seat. Pharmacist Awellana sits down in the next seat and spreads the paper and pen of the question to her desk.

"Oh, we're escorts"

I'm also a witness.

Leno is followed by a young man who says and looks around at the officials in the office.

"You're going to paste this out later, right? I'll write it down."

The recording clerk peeked across from Awellana into the letter of questioning and began to write it down without waiting for a response.