It's all one flower.

"I couldn't take it, I could share it with one person, so get off."

Called from under the floor, Cruillo cast a spell holding Tis vertically. As soon as the loose words are over, leap yourself into the square hole in the counter.

Reno unexpectedly rushed over and peered into the hole.

Two bodies slowly fall by the ladder. In the hole illuminated by the light, deeper than I thought. When he was in elementary school, Leno remembered jumping off a tree and playing in Cruello's [floating fall].

Descending to a blurred illuminated bottom with [lights] dotted (both) in an empty can, Cruillo re-hugged Tis beside him.

"Sa, that way.... take your stuff and get off!

My aunt at the grocery store looked up and screamed.

"Thank you! I'll be right there."

"Brother, you can't do this with one hand."

Shouldered, Leno left Tis shoes to Pina. Pick up your stuff, hang it around your neck and turn it around your back. Even with just that movement, a severe pain ran on his right arm and his breath was clogged. Encourage my sister to pretend to be fine.

"... Pina, go down first"

"Yeah. Brother, don't get annoyed"

Watching her sister stand on the floor, Leno hung her feet on the ladder.

A little down and looking to the side, the regular pattern floats into the light from the bottom. I guess some spell is carved into the dark colored stone and protected. The basement is visible all the way down. Leno sheltered his broken right hand, grabbed the ladder with his left hand and got off carefully.

I don't know if the other side of the stone was rock or dirt mass, but the thick walls lasted about three times taller.

My leg gets to the bottom. The smell of damp soil was caged.

"It's dangerous with one hand, so I'll unload the package."

"Sorry......"

"Not if you're saying that right now. Follow Tis."

Leno received Tis shoes and dropped off his sister climbing the ladder.

The square hole looks small. It's deep enough to completely fill a three-story building, but the basement ceiling is just about the height of a normal one floor.

Exit the cramped ladder room about the bathroom of my parents.

Behind the open doors was a warehouse lined with steel shelves. Cardboard, crates, and empty cans of [lights] appear blurry, and old appliances are dusty (covered).

... the product is sold out and all that's left is the crap on my personal belongings...

Reno hung his luggage back on his shoulder and proceeded to the back room with his heavy shoes against his chest.

I smile at the smell of mushy blood.

Three bunk beds along the wall. Mandarin had a table and chairs for six. [Lights] dot the candlestick without candles at the table. There was nothing on the left wall and a metal door on the front. There is also a powerful verbal engraving on this.

"Ah, Leno. Then I'll bring my father."

"Yeah. About Tis...... thanks"

Cruillo leaves in the wrong place. The grocery store aunt dropped her shoulder when she saw no one behind Leno.

"Are you there yet?

"I can't leave my heavily injured uncle alone..."

"Oh, yeah. What kind of doctor leaves an injured person alone? Do you have any idea if he has any medicine to cure the fracture?

Awellana seems to have bought some medicinal materials as well as searching for ships inside her in Wangdu and Rachika, but all Leno can tell is the vegetable oil for wound medication.

... I can't tell you how bad it is, and you're here... Aah!

I remember Medvege breaking his arm at the time he escaped the air raid. After being rescued from the hands of thugs on the canal, Awellana was healing the Lenos and Medvege's arms were perfectly better.

The pharmacist Awellana was tired when Amiela, and I guess she couldn't use such a big technique.

... It still sounds a little murky now.

Leno began to see how disturbed the pharmacists (dullness) of the lake people were.

Awellana's appearance is not very different from that of a junior high pina, but it is a long-lived race born during half a century of civil unrest. Whether terror, air raids, or frightening of thugs and warcraft, he always looked at the situation with a sober eye.

Leno and the others arrived reassured by the calm attitude and judgment of the pharmacists Awellana and Captain Solgnac.

... We overrelied on Awellana and the others.

When Leno shut up, the aunt's eyes at the grocery store were anxiously cloudy.

"Oh, uh, I don't know if the pharmacist has the medicine for the fracture right now, but I've seen it heal with surgery, so it's okay."

"Right. Good for you.... So what about burns, stab wounds, cuts?

"Um... I don't know about the burns, but I have the wound pills. I'll help you pick the herbs that make it a wound pill, and if it's just the leaves, I'll have them..."

"You can make it, can't you?

My aunt grabs both Leno's shoulders and rocks them. The groan leaked in the severe pain, and the aunt let go of her hand and leaned (groaning) as the bat looked bad.

"Uh, oil... vegetable seed oil or olive oil. If you have vegetable oil, you can make it."

"Even sesame oil?

"Maybe..."

To where my aunt looked complicated, Pina and Amana came with their luggage on both shoulders.

"Brother, where's Tis?

"I'm sleeping over there."

My aunt gives me the bed by the palm of her hand.

When Leno and the others went to their pillows, the aunt urged them to unload their bags and asked Pina.

"Where's Mr. Pharmacist?

"I'm about to come down now"

"Right. Okay, I'm gonna go close it."

As my aunt left, Amana peered into the bed. Tis still doesn't wake up.

... No way, just like this... no way, right?

Leno put Tis' shoes in his own bag and stared at his sister's sleeping face. It's not distorted by pain. Her faceless sleeping face was pale and her lips faded (ah). Thin duvets go up and down, and breathing just seems like a salvation.

Cruillo held the rest of his baggage and his father and pharmacist (dull) Awellana, an aunt from the grocery store, came in. Cruillo's father was able to walk on his own feet, but the pharmacist Awellana's complexion was not good.

My aunt closed the door and looked around.

"One, two, three... seven. Not enough beds."

"I have a blanket, so not even that shelf over there..."

"It's just me and this kid. Three more..."

"Then I think you can do it one step at a time."

The story came together in a word from Cruillo's father.

Leno watches what happens when he hits the strut of a bunk bed.

... Guys, you're in so much trouble that you can't even think of that right away.

"So, as for the treatment, can the pharmacist (dull) heal the bones back to normal even if they are crushed?

Pharmacist Awellana nodded and approached the bed by the door with a worshipping gaze. There's a bandaged boy lying around. The left half of the bandage wrapped around his whole body was seeping blood.

"Crushing fracture... takes time, but even I can handle it"

"So what about the tympanic membrane? They're both torn."

"It may take a while to get better soon depending on the condition…"

"You're cured, aren't you?

An aunt with red hair wept and took the hands of the people of the lake. Pharmacist Awellana nods with her free hands on top of it.

"I can fix it. But today just ahead of the external wounds on your body...... tomorrow evening, that's completely blocked and your consciousness is back for dinner...... eh, you're hurt, when?

Ask questions as I recall.

The injured mother shook her head.

"Every day, every day... I don't know how many days it's been. Because of the terror on Route 8... like this..."

My aunt cries down.

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana encouraged her to hold her poor mother's shoulder.

"For so long...... your son and mother, you worked well.... Rest assured. Because it's bound to get better."

Cruello took something out of his bag. Green... bags of vanilla.

"Oh, you know, I have vanilla tea, so why don't you just take a break?

My aunt looks up and looks at Cruello and nods. When I opened a different door from the one that came in, a cold breeze circled the room.

... Is it connected to the outside?

My aunt takes the water mass and returns to her hands the basin with the mug on it.

"There are only six, so take turns..."

"It's okay."

When Pina put her own copper mag on the table, the aunt smiled. Cruillo receives a chunk of water and brews vanilla tea. Closing the door, the room was filled with fragrance.

"Don't hesitate. Sit down. Ah... and. You didn't have enough chairs. Stay."

My aunt brings two empty crates from the shelf room.

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana had carefully removed the boy's bandage and was looking at the wound whispering. My aunt recommends tea to everyone and sits next to the pharmacist with a crate.

"How's our boy? Looking to get better soon?

"You just got a little help, didn't you?

"Ah, ah. The officer took all the nails and stuff, and he didn't stab me in the head. That's all I wanted... my relatives just sourced a little scratch pill and split it it for me."

"How's the meal going?

"I wake up just a few times a day, so then I let him drink juice and soup, wash and disinfect my body..."

Auntie answers quickly and peeps at the lake people's pharmacist (dull). The pharmacist looks like a junior high girl.

Awellana said in a quiet voice.

"You and I worked very hard to connect our lives to today, didn't you? I'm not purulent because of you, and I'm not in a state to say this right now. You're losing strength, so as I was saying, heal the outside first, get rid of worries about infections and stuff, then eat as much dinner as you can and get a little more strength back before you heal your ears and bones"

The aunt listened to the explanation as she nodded again and again, lowering her head to take the hand of the pharmacist and lie down.

"I'll treat you first. Have you got... about a bucket of water?

"There's plenty of water, so tell me as much as you want. That's a bucket, right?

When her aunt sneaked out, Awellana took the medicine out of her luggage.