It's all one flower.

The shelter for Mitsuki's eyes was also unproductive.

Awellana enters the [leap] permit point surrounded by implantation in the corner of the park and holds Morph's hand without saying anything.

Not knowing what a voice it was, Juvenile Soldier Morph held it back in silence.

... The pharmacist can take about one human without that [crystal].

Again, I think of the difference in power with Cruello.

The funeral parlor old man, too, was forced to jump with Morph.

The haulier Fiarluca was so magical that it became a business that he took everyone from the mobile distributor Praether Massa and jumped at once.

... To that haulier, you can't go against it.

Morph shivered when he noticed the palpable monosashi.

"This neighborhood is in the process of building a makeshift home, and we haven't moved in yet."

Awellana said to herself that she would now move to the [leap] permit point in the East End.

"Where am I supposed to stick it?

"If you get permission, the Temple message board, the entrance to the store and the town hall message board"

"What if it's muli?

It's a pole then.

As I paste the poster, I ask around about Pina's mother and Awellana's body.

This temple gave up listening full of bulletin boards and allowed me to stick them in several shops. There was a vacancy on the bulletin board for the town hall meeting, but I didn't know the administrator, so I'll give this up too.

"The FM bureau in the capital is moving over here?

"It's just an ad hoc broadcast in a mobile broadcast car, not a wack to be around all the time. It is."

Asked by his uncle in the bookstore, Awellana pretended to be a middle school student helping for the price. The pharmacist (dull) born during the civil unrest of half a century is older than Captain Solgnac, but he looks as much like Pina, a junior high school student, because he is a long-lived race.

"Yeah. Did your daughter write this, too?

"The other kid wrote it with the FM Cravel guy."

Just change the way you talk, you can be a child. I guess it's because it's less suspicious and sweet adults ask their children for favors, but Morph was concerned and at the same time this witch got horrible.

The remaining poster shall be affixed to the pole near the gate.

Knowing that even gum tape could be affixed to concrete, Morph pulled it off to a rest stop on Ougali Old Road in one of his wiser moods.

Eat dinner and report to the end of each one.

"I also asked about the bakery and fisherman while I posted, but I didn't find anyone who knew... I'm sorry I couldn't help you"

"Yes, no, please help me, thank you"

"There doesn't seem to be enough food around here at all, maybe more east... maybe even to Lyabina..."

To the seemingly sorry voice of DJ Rafe, the pharmacist (dull) thanked her with a crying face and Pina's brother told her to tell herself.

I don't know how many people will see Pina's poster and listen to the radio by noon twelve tomorrow.

Those who have fled wearing them will not have a radio. Will someone in the neighborhood let me hear it? Several stores left the radio on. At least, the guests will listen.

"Thank you all for your cooperation"

Jorch, the national broadcast announcer, bows his head deeply.

DJ Rafe from FM Cravel looked around and asked everyone.

"You said there was a record, right? Can you let me use it for the broadcast?

"Originally it wasn't ours, it was from a state-run broadcasting station. Why, go ahead."

Cruillo, who brought the record out of the tightly packed room, answered with a slightly bad-looking face.

"There are two records. National Health Gymnastics and a Weather Forecast Song"

"Gymnastics and 'Find this Big Sky'......? They're both kinda hard songs to use."

DJ Rafe looks sinister.

Boy soldier Morph said unexpectedly.

"Behind the weather forecast, there's another one in there."

"Hmm? Oh, if you say so, you said something"

Cruillo squeezes his expression and asks Jorch of the State Broadcasting.

"This is the song" All One Flower "for the centenary of the Rakus Raklimaris Republican transition. Niptra Neumae was going to sing an unfinished song after half a century of civil unrest and lyrics on the way...... didn't you know?

"No... were those songs stored in the Zerneau branch?

"He's the one who kept thinking about me in that picture book."

After eating prematurely, Morph went up to the truck carrier. The door knob in the back is lit with [lights] and thin bright. I can hear Pina.

"The coup broke out and I was on my way, Mr. Amiela... Niptra's relatives, Mr. Niptra and the Lyabina singer were singing together on the radio"

"A big brother I met in the park said it was a song from a mountain village."

When Pina's sister said, Amana said "I have lyrics" and came up to the carrier.

The two of us go down and give the two broadcasters a picture book, a record, and a notebook with the lyrics.

"Brother Morph, what's wrong with this picture book?

"They bought it at the Rachka bookstore. The contents are a Fluxinusian myth, but the title..."

"Ahh! Really!

Amana raises her voice and nails it to the hand of the announcer.

Padolrik laughed bitterly.

Amana, let me show you after dinner.

"Ugh...... yeah. Just a little surprised, just like my brother in the park said."

"Brother in the park?

Amana said in the harbor park of the capital, Cravel, she met a pair of big men and was taught a song that would be passed down to the village in the back of the mountain.

Ask no one if the rafe peeks at the notebook next to Joorci.

"The original song of this is an old song passed down to the village in the back of the mountain, Koto?

"Looks like it. If you can meet the Amiellas, you may understand the whole lyrics, but they're in refugee camps now..."

Awellana clouds the words.

"And Mr. Niptra?

"Mr. Niptra... what do you think? He may be running refugee support activities in Wangdu, but where are you..."

"Don't you know I have to go... I think I'll go all the way just for this."

Rafe sneezed and scratched his blonde head.

Amana goes next to Jorch and turns the notebook from the other side of the rave.

"We wrote poems on gymnastics songs and we were all singing."

"Weather forecast songs were poemed with bread and sung to visitors when they were doing business on this track."

When Pina's brother said as the manager of the mobile distributor Praethermissa, the two broadcasters wanted to listen.

"Well, after dinner, let's all sing"

"Dad, I don't know..."

"You can listen to me with my uncles on the radio."

Cruillo laughs bitterly at his father and sister's intercession. Morph asked the side of it what bothered him in the city.