It's all one flower.

"I didn't know you were that keen to study."

Let my grinning father persuade me.

"When you were at home, you were in another high school."

"... ok. Let's talk about it."

... I can't hear you here any more.

Roark took his seat according to his father. I entrust my hope to be able to give a letter to the pharmacist (dull) Awellana at a later date in the square of the city of Racica.

Cruello came with his luggage so he wouldn't hook up the dishes.

"Thank you for waiting."

"Thank you"

Let Cruillo snort at you and pick up your stuff. The rucksack I brought out of the house was much heavier than that day.

Awellana rises up and heads to the kitchen.

"Mr. Store Manager, I'll call you"

Drop off the girl of the people of the lake, and my father listens.

"Store manager?"

"Bakery. We've been together since the city of Zerneau, and we've had a lot of help."

"Right. Be sure to thank me before you say goodbye."

My father doesn't even turn around, he heads to the exit of the dining room.

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana spoke over the counter and joined the Roarks avoiding the queue receiving breakfast. Let me open my notebook as I walk about behind my father.

Senator Padsnyejnik.

Branch Party of Qin Peel (Tonerico). Male. Veteran senator.

Property owned in the city of Rachka. Large mansion. High number of rooms.

I have been dating Hidden Kirkurs since before the war.

After the war, multiple protections for hidden Kirkurs on a family-by-family basis.

Numerous senators enter and leave the mansion.

Wide network. I have a good face for high school.

... Did you write it down so much?

I thought it was just the name of the party and the name of the person, Roark looked at Awellana in surprise. The pharmacist (dull) of the people of the lake nods and punishes the notebook.

From all that conversation, I was writing down information that seemed to be available. Appearance is the girl about middle school, but Awellana was still an adult older than her father and survived half a century of civil unrest.

Join manager Leno in the hallway to spare the remnants.

My father does not pinch his mouth for the four of us, but moves ahead early.

"With that said, I heard all the roads out of the capital are crowded..."

"It's okay."

My father told me to seal Roark's question.

... If there's a back road to Racica City, I'd like to let the Kruillos know too.

Spin your head full and twist out the question.

"Is there an empty path?

"It's okay."

"I just heard from the bureau that there are only three gates in the capital that can be used?

"It's okay."

"It's okay, it's okay, what's wrong with you?

My father's face turned over his shoulder was rude. Immediately loosen your expression and look forward.

"... I'm fine. Go and you'll see."

The voice is calm, but there are no islands to attach.

Cruillo waved one hand to stop Roark from trying to eat down.

"My uncle says it's okay, and I'm sure it's okay. Don't worry about us. Be well."

Exit the front door and touch the morning air.

Beyond the flow of the car, I could see someone going somewhere on a small run. I'm just an adult, and I don't see any students. Some people dressed like commuters, but others wore helmets and carried backpacks.

... Right. The bureau, the banks, the cooks, the couriers, the people who ship out of the warehouse, the people who decide to do it... there are people who work for me, so I guess life here is made up.

Nor are people who do not know other lands and cannot be evacuated under any circumstances totally helpless. At least now, if we don't defy the Nemus Liberation Army, we won't be taken to life. People had to turn their lives around whenever possible, if not in the area where the fighting would wind up.

When I looked at the watch, it was before 8: 00.

You only have a little over an hour left to move around without getting involved in the fight.

... Hanashi if it were true that government forces had to hand it out.

It's a different car from yesterday. I hear my father came alone.

Place your luggage in the back seat and let Roark sit in the passenger seat. Roark obeyed with great admiration and bid farewell to the three remaining companions.

"Thank you for all your help so far"

Roark opens the door halfway and offers his hand. Leno store manager gripped tightly, and employee Cruillo and pharmacist (dull) Awellana lay hands on it.

"It was us, Roark, who helped a lot. Thanks."

"Yes, yes. We wouldn't have been here by now if we hadn't had radio and celebrity zone directions."

"Thank you for your help. The treatment of the worm was very helpful"

With tears that seem to zero in the warmth of his hand, he manages to extract information.

"If you ever come to Rachka... er, Dad, what's your phone number or anything..."

"Don't try to borrow someone else's phone."

My father hung his hand on the passenger seat door.

I would like to give the address of Senator Padsnygenik, but no matter what you think, it is visible that the question cannot be given to me for similar reasons in order to make it unnatural. Roark gently let go of the three hands.

... after all, behind the bench.

Leno storekeepers wave small with a crying face.

My father closed the door full of force and turned to the driver's seat.

"Thank you for helping my son. I can thank you if this isn't the case, I'm sorry."

"No, because it's each other."

My father says hello and starts the engine there.

Roark opened the window and waved back.

"Thank you! Say hello to everyone else!

"Roark, you're fine, too!

The three rush out the gate and wave. Roark also kept waving until everyone was blind.