It's all one flower.

"Come early, but we're having a party tonight"

"Party? At a time like this?

My father said with a stern face to Roark.

"This is the time... Even if we are among the wizards, we must consolidate our bond to the teachings of the saints."

... Are the participants Hidden Kirkurs?

Roark corrects his posture on an irresistible opportunity to obtain information. My father asked me to look at my son, who changed his expression, and nodded.

"Lend your father's suit. Don't take your wings off too much just because it's a standing party."

"I know."

"Your grandfather is supposed to divide the place as a priest. Take a good look and study."

"Can I take your notebook or something?

"Whoa, you're jerking off. It's a dinner party."

"I know."

Between the terrorist attacks that struck the city of Zerneau and the air raids to this day, Roark's height grew slightly. She is feeling better. Under the guidance of Captain Solgnac and his men, he was heavily trained for the Aquillo base raid.

The clothes my father put out of the closet were a little tight around the sleeves and shoulders.

"While I haven't seen you for a while, I've been completely successful..."

"It was a lot of hard work. Rubble off the road or something."

"Right. You've had a hard time. He worked so hard to survive."

I'm going to be labored with a strange face and unwittingly bonded (cheeks).

... No, no, it's because you guys connected with Artel and Lanista to make them do terrorism and air raids.

Roark turned his back on his father and stood in front of the mirror bench provided for his mother.

Tightening his tie gave him an atmosphere closer to a younger society than his high school students, but his face, very similar to his father's, is still a "child". Reminded by the mirror, I take the west pouch I put in my chair.

"Why don't you just put it away. Anyway, when you're done, go back and get dressed."

"I'm going to go get my notebook. So I'm going to clean up in my room. Get dressed over there and I'll give you your father's clothes back tomorrow."

My father sent out Roark, smiling bitterly, because he wouldn't ask me if I told him.

Return to the given room and get your wallet out of the West Porch. I put a wallet in the inner pocket of my jacket, a notepad and a pen bound with a clip by cutting a copy paper in the side pocket.

... Oh well. Instead of hanging the bag from your neck, all you have to do is act like a pistol holster and adjust the bag to come under your armpit.

The armpits are difficult to get rid of, but the important thing is not to find them. You don't need advanced sewing techniques like Amiela because you just make two long, short strings.

... string, how do I get it?

Along the way, there was still summer grass in the grass outside the walls. There will be herbs and vanilla without having to go back to the woods at the foot of the Ougali Mountains.

I am anxious that the handicraftsman will respond to the exchange with unprocessed grass in this time, but when I ask my mother to share it with me, I get suspicious.

While prices go up and the value of cash goes down. I would have bought it with Roark's hand, but I wanted to keep it for when I said Isa.

Inspect the contents of the backpack.

Bunch of gum tape and copy paper, slight dressing and plastic bags. Four magic wound pills in a plastic container and a copper mug, wood dish and spoon I got for one in the city of Dossici. One plastic bag filled with spreading grass (Tsukusa) and vanilla also came out.

... Oh, you're glad I didn't go get it outside.

Saved me one hassle and clapped it out.

The rest is just not worth a lot of money, like the towels I got in exchange. The bulk of the magic came to the manager of Leno.

On the desk are high school textbooks and new notebooks where the common language dictionary and Roark were supposed to go with Beryoza.

Writing and stationery are in the top drawer, and the others are empty. The wound pills I had just cleaned up were still in the back of the brawl.

Roark thinks about what he hears from the party attendees, remembering the notes of the pharmacist (dull) Awellana. I took a note out of my pocket and wrote it down on a second sheet from the top.

What is your name, political party, work location, address, relationship with your father, and what kind of handout do you have?

... If you only saw this, I'd be a jerk trying to use someone I know inside me.

Actually, it's worse because we're trying to get information out to people working for peace. I also added items that don't seem to be hitting obstacles, such as foods I like to delude, foods I don't like, hobbies, dogs or cats.

I also want to know what I want to do with this country, but suddenly I wonder and think about asking boulders about it.

When I raised my face to the sound of a knock, it was completely dark outside the window.

"How do you like it? Does it look good?

When the door was opened, Beryoza in an evening dress and Roark and Beryoza's parents were there.

"My aunt told me this, and I made it."

My fiancée's accessories, which my parents decided on their own, are flower-shaped hair decorations and costumes made of the same cloth. Red Tsubaki blooms proudly with tied blonde hair and dress chest.

... this is what my mother taught me about "sewing"?

Beryoza's mother could sew too, but I wondered why she bothered to be taught by others, but this is certainly special.

"Ha. Beryoza's so pretty, Roark's surprised."

My father says extra things.

... No, well, I was surprised. in another vector.

Needle Amiella made me a star road flag to cross the North Vieitofi Bridge bloodless by deluding the Artel soldiers. Made me summer clothes to protect everyone from the heat. He made a ton of clothes at Chloenier's shop to earn me magical items.

Everyone, including Pinatifida, the bakery's sister, helped, but without Amiela, she could have died.

Amiella's sewing was to live.

... at a time like this.

I'm not saying it's careless and bad to sew with hobbies during the war. The disparity between Amielas, who kept moving needles to survive, and Beryoza, who moved needles to dress, froze Roark's heart.

Roark went out into the hallway and locked up, turning to his dressed fiancée.

"I don't know what to say... something, that's awesome"

Beryoza dyed her cheeks rosy and smiled, and each parent smiled as well.