It's all one flower.

Mass retailer employees were nervous at first, but the attendants were also the face of the same common people's mobile distributors, so they quickly broke it down.

I pound my tongue on the coffee and fine baked sweets prepared by the capillo branch manager, and recommend "yummy" to the attendees as well.

Everyone at the mobile retailer Praether Massa chatted with the mass retailers as they savored the flavors of vanilla tea.

In the seats of the pharmacists (dull) Awellana, the conversation was interrupted as soon as the common man answered a word or two to the story, mainly that Capillo had waved.

"You were definitely a funeral parlor who helped the army during the old kingdom."

"You remembered me well, knight"

"I'm not a knight anymore.... those who did not care about the danger and cooperated with us were valuable. I am deeply grateful to you, and I still remember you."

Thank you for your kind words.

... Mr. Agoni, you could also speak this way.

It's a polite thing to say, like someone else, apart from the usual bad mouth.

It was complicated to wonder if it was because of the old kingdom-era identity system, and Awellana took the teacup. Taste the aroma of vanilla tea and calm your feelings.

There are many colorless, tasteless, odorless poisons. I put the cup down without my lips on.

This table is a wizard in the people of the lake or the powerful land, except for the manager of Leno.

I think DJ Rafe is the guest of honor for Capillo, Agoni is an old acquaintance, and Cruillo met with Rafe the other day, because the two store managers are representatives, but I don't know why the first meeting Awellana and Aviace, plus Giorchi, were called to this table.

... Leno Store Manager called him because he was a store manager, but you mean he solidified the others with a wizard?

Associated with something like discrimination, Awellana hastily struck it down. If you roll too much over to the ill-conceived, you're going to be mouth-running about something extra.

Looking next door, my brother supports the cup with both hands and leans over to his mouth, struggling to regain some calm. I'm not going to be able to talk to you very much.

Mass retailer managers don't get their hands on coffee and wipe sweat with a handkerchief.

The sky at the beginning of May was clear, and even without the magical satin [cold] or [heat resistant], it was not hot or cold, and the occasional breeze (so-called) was pleasant.

It would have been a beautiful tea party if this had been a field of white stuffed grass, not a squalor of asphalt parking.

Capillo took the cookies from the wood dish and put them in his mouth unwrought.

Manager Leno looks away. You don't feel alive from nervousness, your hand holding the cup shivers and the vanilla tea surface is upset.

"That's delicious. Is this what you are?

"Yes! Oh, you know, with all the defilement..."

"It's a lot of skill to create all this stuff in the absence of a proper kitchen. Were they held in some mansion before the war?

"Yes, no at all! We were in a bakery in Hutu... shop, baked, and my father..."

"Right. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you."

Other loving chatter fills the chilling silence that is exchanged at other tables.

The servants align in front of the table where the siphons are placed and do not make it slight.

Mass retailers chicken up a cup of coffee saying, "No," and after eating one of the finest treats, pinch the mobile retailer's cookies.

Everyone at the mobile dealership tasted the scent of vanilla tea and perfected their own cookies, so the servants waiting instead of coffee never did.

"My mother, she's alive.... Nemus Liberation Army people aren't in Topoli? Someone I know told me he saw it in Topoli, but the ship was gone, and the..."

Manager Leno raised his face and said quickly, his tail shivering and disappearing.

Capillo spoke with regret to the young baker who was bowing down again.

"I'm sorry. There are few lake people on the island of Nenia, and there are not enough comrades to have a branch. Let's wish the goddess a good day to see her again."

The Capillo Branch Manager prays to Panisea Uni Flora, the goddess of the lake, for a reunion.

Manager Leno thanked him for wiping his sights.

"Um, so, do you know what's going on in the capital? I'm a fisherman, but I'm going to help General Unuk Elhaia on a boat, and I went off to Cravel on a small fishing boat, and then a little while later, I heard that government forces had sealed off the harbor... and now the port of Cravel..."

Awellana squeezed her courage and managed to hear it in a trembling voice.

My brother places the cup and gently attaches one hand to Awellana's hand.

"The last time I visited Cravel was at twilight last year, and now I'm waiting for the general's forgiveness. I can't help him, I'm sorry. I just didn't hear a fishing boat sink in Cravel Harbor."

"Yes... what is it..."

Later it was speechless.

If it's enough to apologize now, why did you abet the people on the radio? If it weren't for the Nemus Liberation Army propaganda, I would have been able to reunite with everyone in my clan by now, but I couldn't stop crying instead of words.

My brother leaned over the chair and held Awellana's shoulder. The hands tremble, too.

"I'm being discreet, but what about a tea party?

"We were told to refrain from military action and wait until the General gave his orders, but not until the Tea Party."

A bitterly smiling voice echoed the sarcastic voice of DJ Rafe.

General tea party time has passed.

"I don't know if you can forgive me that easily, but I think you can believe me."

... what. Don't you understand?

There were no fewer drinks from everyone's cups at the mobile retailer, and no one got their hands on the fancy baked treats prepared by Capillo.

Mass retailer employees ate one at a time, and a few of them reluctantly offered coffee.

When the indescribable tea party opened and the Capillos pulled away, the common people exhaled fat breaths at once.

The leftover baked confectionery was wrapped in a "souvenir please," but even the boy soldier morph doesn't even try to touch his hand just to look disgusting.

"If you don't want it, can I have it?

"Even though it might be poisoned?

Elantis looks at dirty objects in the wrap.

The clerk was a little frightened (hissed) by the cold voice of the elementary school student, but he immediately regained his mind and smiled sadly.

"You don't know the lady from elsewhere, but Master Capillo doesn't do anything cowardly like poison the weaker than himself."

"Is it good to trample a powerless people weaker than yourself by force?

The clerks breathed and the parking lot quieted down, announcer Jorch said.

With that said, I never heard Jorch's voice since the Capillos came. This announcer seems to be long enough not only to talk, but also to silently cut through the field.

In the end, all baked confectionery is taken home by the mass retailers, and the common people are disbanded.

I was just sitting there, but my tiredness pushed me closer.

The burden on mobile distributors was greatly reduced as the capillo branch manager had his men distribute the lyrics and broadcast schedules in print.

I didn't ask you to do this, I printed what I asked you to publish in a personal store, and the Nemus Liberation Army soldiers distributed each door throughout the city with man-made sea tactics.

I couldn't help but complain and had to ask the soldier who came to watch the broadcast to give me a thank-you message.

Thanks to Capillo, he had more manpower and time to turn to gather information, which resulted in broadcasts being delivered to the entire city of Klukwa faster than any other city.

On the day of departure, Medvege turned the truck in front of the Capillo residence.

"Well, thank you for being great. Stay with me."

"Please wait a moment. Directly to the Hall…"

"No, no, no, no, no. We're in a hurry. Goodbye."

Medvege steps on the accelerator, followed by a wagon of FM cravel driven by DJ Rafe.

I felt like heavy baggage descended from my shoulder the minute I went through the south gate of Klukwa City.