It's all one flower.

"Ahh!"

Skinum rushed over to that seat, not long before Roark stopped.

"I knew that was a different person."

"How did you get here?

It was at the same time that the person turned his face and Skinum leaked relief and Roark hit the question. There is no expression there, only a glass of water is placed as it was left out of the hustle and bustle at noon.

Skinum glanced at Roark's complexion with eyes that seemed to ask for help as the opponent returned his gaze to the cup.

... I wish I could observe it and then call you.

Seeing how things are going, divide them into cases of reactions, ignorance, escape, etc., and consider the response. Reactions include friendship, hostility, neutrality, and more.

Assuming the worst case scenario, keeping a certain distance in case of an attack by a blade or something, and speaking up after ensuring safety - Roark, no, the vigilance of the vast majority of the public towards "attempted murderers who, for some reason, are in an underground fixer after obtaining information about their arrest" was lacking in Skinum.

... How long have you been in the mood for classmates?

Skinum threw everything away and came to Chernoknyjnik, the underground city, for the eighth month. I was also quite used to the shop's work and the customers began to mouth the tea brewed by Skinum.

"Oh, you know, Mr. Ziolito, can I take your seat?

Roark wanted to hold his head to Skinum's dumb question. It's a counter seat facing the wall by the door. It's not about the seat or anything that happened.

The lion's house thrives today and the table seats are full.

"Are you ready to order?

Lovingly called out to his working daughter, Roark and Skinum asked for a recommended meal of the day. The supplication continued with a caged eye on Ziolito, but with no reaction. Deep green eyes gazing at the glass of water with no expression had no power.

A voice hung from the other seat, rushing away.

Skinum sat next to Ziolito, and Roark sat shallow next to Skinum.

... Money, do you have it?

If you're on the run, there's a possibility of no sentence.

What did Skinum want to do with him and spoke up about what Ziolito wanted to do now? I didn't want to understand.

Until a fixed meal arrived, Skinum spoke frequently, but Ziolito did not respond.

As Roark sipped the roasted chicken honey on his cheek, Ziolito spoke without distracting himself from the cup.

"Were you there then?

I could have stuck it out, but Roark nodded as he chewed the chicken.

Skinum stops the meal hand.

Only this one painting locked me in a cage of silence that stuffed my breath in a lunch fixer with orders, chatter and laughter. I hear Skinum can't hang around one thing, but Roark quietly eats on.

"Why were you there?

Ziolito did not put his hand on the cup, staring at a point and moving only his mouth.

Skinum alternates between the two. Roark urged him to eat with his elbows and listened back.

"Knowing that, what are you going to do?

"Mr. Silva gave me a letter from your sister."

Skinum turns a frightened eye to his former classmate.

"It was a suicide note. So I took the knife Mr. Silva gave me before."

"To take revenge?

Did Roark's question arrive, Ziolito pulled his jaw small.

"Mr. Silva didn't tell me where he met his sister. But the handwriting is really my sister, I've been studying and pickling about me since I was a little girl, and I thought it was pathetic that you couldn't let me play at all... because I didn't do anything wrong, and no matter what happens to my sister, she doesn't resent me, she wants me to live my life, never mind."

The hand I put on the counter, I hold my fist.

Roark asked because it was at this time.

"What about that knife?

"After I gave him the gem, my sister went missing, and he talked to Mr. Silva about it. Maybe for when the demon attacked you."

"I don't think that priest is a cot who just got seconded from the cathedral and met with Mr. Porchica, but why..."

"Anyone in the priesthood is the same. I've been told to fly to a border like this."

When Ziolito said out cold, Skinum froze breathlessly.

He stabbed a priest during prayer at the seminary chapel bombing terror guide and at the Lufus Light Mark Church. What's wrong with Skinum's balls being seen as classmates, not as terrorists or attempted murderers like that?

... No, on the contrary, because you are a clergyman of pure cultivation, are you seen as innocent? Are you going to save your soul?

"My father turned his hand and bailed, and he was about to be taken home, so I ran away from the car while waiting for the signal."

There is no context in Ziolito's story to tell the story. Roark was surprised at his arm's escape to Lanterna Island before he was placed on an emergency line on the mainland.

A fugitive takes his seat fluttering.

"I can't, but I tried to molest the church with my own blood, and my sister wouldn't allow me to die."

"Ah... where...?

Skinum floated his hips, but Ziolito turned to the door without turning around.

"If you don't eat soon, your lunch break will be over."

Skinum dropped Ziolito off in his position as he left the store and started eating at the same time.