It's all one flower.

I still have Roark's substitute coffee.

A man took a car key out of his suit pocket.

Roark went to the bathroom and narrowly opened the windows on the back wall lined with private rooms. Just now, I can see you two walking into the back parking lot.

I took the car number with the camera on my tablet device and went back to my seat.

Write up the contents of the handwritten note in the text and attach and send a photo of the number. Farkill sent me "How to Send Photos" was quick and useful.

We drank the substitute coffee and rushed to the bus stop to City Hall.

We found reviews on the internet that said "Ignikerns City Hall's basement dining hall is cheap and high in quantity anyway" and decided where to gather the information here.

Secure your seat just before lunch break and exhale.

It's only 11: 45.

Order vanilla tea first, read the news on your tablet device and kill time. Five morning top-news line the headlines of the portal. Headlines were given for "Murder of an Assistant President Reps".

Late last night, the body was found at home.

Due to the peculiar condition of the body, it is suspected that it was linked to the murder of the Archbishop.

The last young woman to visit Mr. Reps' house sees that she knows something, and the police are looking for her whereabouts.

To sum up, every press article is about that, and I still don't seem to know anything about it.

... Young women are Mr. Porchka's knack, aren't they?

A new article rewards the results of the judicial autopsy and the voices that complain of deficiencies in security.

The estimated time of death is around 23: 30 yesterday. Cause of death is hemorrhagic shock. External damage to the body is severe, but there are no wounds reaching the internal organs. There's no blood in the room at all, but there's no sign of it being carried from anywhere else. A large amount of his blood was found in his stomach.

There was a family member in the separate room, but he said he didn't hear suspicious noises or anything and didn't even notice the woman's visit on the security cameras.

... you collected the splashed blood with [fucked water] and let it drink...?

Roark lost his appetite all at once, but sitting with a glass of vanilla tea at lunchtime draws attention to the boulders.

I ordered the lunch set before 12: 05.

When the noon chime rang, the seat was quickly filled.

The ID cards I raised from my neck are colorful. Not only city hall staff, but also nearby company staff, can be heard about the popularity of the basement cafeteria.

There were many young men, but there were a few older men and only a few female guests.

"Seat, okay?

"Go ahead."

A pair of young men called out to him, and Roark responded comfortably. That's why I put myself in a four-man position.

They ordered the same lunch set as Roark and started chatting. Roark listens as he streams and reads the news on his tablet device.

Apparently, the two are synchronized at City Hall.

"Recently, there have been many death reports..."

"Oh, there's a lot of name rewriting in my inheritance, and I'll tell you what to do with the land and then come back."

"Are you even the guy who fights at the desk?

"But I don't have all the paperwork, so I can't process it today. When I do, they cut it backwards."

"Uh..."

The two spill each other's stupidity.

I cared about Roark at first and whispered, but my voice grew louder and louder.

"If I knew about debt and sets, why didn't you tell me about this land if you didn't inherit it it! There's this guy yelling at me."

"Uh... seriously, you think you can give me a break. This one's hidden from me. I can rub it at the desk. I told him to do it somewhere else."

"That's not what we know."

... Oh, I thought you said there were a lot of former employees who got lost on the streets, like the president who crushed the company and killed himself or couldn't.

Remembering an earlier conversation at the cafe, Roark had a heavy stomach.

Two City Hall officials take their seats at the end of the meal, and their seats are replaced.

Looking like a company employee, the threesome developed a theory about the economy of the entire Hunan region while waiting for a lunch set, turning on a terminal.

"Maybe no bonuses this year"

"Instead of bonuses, you don't know if you have a company, do you?

Because the Kingdom of Lacrimalis laid a lake blockade in this war, it had a negative impact on the economy of the entire Hunan region, not just the Republic of Artel.

The Fraxinus countries were originally in friendship with each other, and to some extent magical, transport can be managed, but the Artel and Lanista of the Kirkrus countries do not.

"Whatever, transportation costs, they're going up too far. Price shifts are already over the limit."

"That being said..."

Until before the war, raw materials, fuel, parts and food were bought and transported in large quantities cheaply by magic craft to nearby countries.

After the blockade on the lake, it will be transported by air from afar or packed in [infinite bags] or [infinite bottles] to the neighborhood and transported by land in containers and tanks in the city near the border.

Regardless of the reusable [infinite bottles], the disposable [infinite bags] soared and piled up on transportation costs. Even liquids need [fire markings] or [fire markings] to be affixed to [endless bottles] to prevent explosion accidents. The disposable curse pushed up the cost.

Neither the aircraft nor the magic tools, a single traffic does not extend far to large tankers and container ships on magic aircraft ships.

According to the stories of the hauliers Fiarlka and others, the Fluxinusian state in the Hunan region consigned and gently raised the price of the ride. "The blame for waging war on the Republic of Nemoralis and annoying the Kingdom of Lacrimalis, which has the Holy Land of Fraxinus," continues economic pressure on the Republic of Artel.

... Artel suddenly blew the war, and you deserve it.

Roark's liver chilled by the horrors of an economic attack on a scale where his life would actually be lost, but he didn't feel sympathetic.

If this is to happen with a gentle hike in hitchhiking prices, how many lives will be lost if economic sanctions are imposed by UN resolutions?

Roark continued to gather information carefully in the dining room, eating the lunch set as slowly as possible and sticking until the end of the lunch break.

Text in the stupidity of officials and company employees, email them together and then move.

He accessed the official website of the star sign (servant) on a bus to eastern Ignikans City.

Under the words of mourning the victims of the Nemoralis Grief Squad terrorist attacks, there were post forms soliciting new regiments, requests for donations, and "black shadow sightings".