It's all one flower.

1181. Seat for pre-confirmation

The tailor Kufshenka house once had tons of records and a splendid regenerator.

It is the only possession of my brother, Halpator, who survived half a century of civil unrest.

The harp player (Halpator) became known by no one as Trap (Raqueus) after becoming the only MP in the Listwar Autonomous Region, but his heart for his brother's music remained unchanged.

From the time his life in the Autonomous Community settled down, his brother collected records and scores and invited people to his home from time to time for a viewing party.

Rep. Laqueus returned to the Autonomous Region after a winter fire to investigate the damage, but soon returned to Cravel, the capital where the central government of Nemoralis is located.

It was not long after Laqueus and other members of Congress who opposed their use were caught in a vote on the Devil's Asthma Cannon and later found out that they had escaped the Senator's quarters to lurk at home and abroad, or were killed by government forces.

My brother, Halpator, now surrenders to the far away kingdom of Amitostigma as an exile congressman.

Never again will we tread the soil of the island of Nenia alive.

Kufushenka started a project to support victims of the fire (Risa Iya) and converted household property tools into funds for activities. I didn't leave any of my brother's collections behind and sold them off until I got to the shelves and the couch.

The only thing I can call acoustic equipment left on my license is a small radio. In order to gather information, Kufshenka has been away from music for a long time.

The only music I heard after the fire was "All One Flower" sung by the evacuees in the chapel on the day of the Nemus Liberation Army raid.

The college students were entrusted with the translation for the wallpaper, and the five gathered at the Kufushenka house.

A couple of confectioners and a banker's wife, a carpenter's daughter, carry their bags to a soundproof room with nothing.

Placing the radicals on a crate, the five sat back on a crate lined up in front to listen to the recording.

The concession has a program schedule and score for a special program, The Promise of Flowers, which says it was broadcast on AM Sheriak in the Kingdom of Lacrimalis.

"Good evening. At 23: 30, the time came for the special show The Promise of Flowers. Your opponent is with DJ Rafe."

"It's Archione of the Bouquet of Peace"

"It's Tygeta. Evening!"

Kufshenka remembered DJ's voice telling her the name of the show.

To stop the Nemus Liberation Army rampage, he is a blonde young man who informs General Unuk Elhaia and says he was brought straight to the Autonomous Community.

... What do you say, Cotto? Weren't you an FM Cravel employee?

The other four also tilt their necks.

The peacefully established broadcast was read out by a local announcer from the State Broadcasting Listver branch and DJ Rafe, who came with General Unuk Elhaia.

In a recording flowing from Radical, DJ Rafe himself tells the reason for his special appearance.

"This is the song's special number, The Promise of Flowers, brought to you by DJ Rafe and the Bouquet of Peace. Unfortunately, the war that started last year isn't over, and I'm actually living in evacuation, too."

"Mr. Rafe, where did you live?

The girl's voice hears.

"I was DJ of FM Cravel in the capital of Nemoralis."

"The capital wasn't that bad of an air raid...?

"I don't know how to live in Star Mark terrorism or the battle between government forces and the Nemus Liberation Army. To the countryside of Nemoralis Island... this time, I came to the Funaris Islands for this broadcast. Thank you so much for helping us Nemoralis refugees."

Kufshenka couldn't help but think that the Nemus Liberation Army was chewing one on this broadcast, but he pulled his lips together and concentrated on cassette tape audio.

Shoulder strength falls off Kalindula's singing voice.

The last time I heard my best friend sing was when he was raided by the Nemus Liberation Army and caged in the Eastern Church.

Now flowing from the radicals is BGM "Find This Big Sky" on the national broadcast weather forecast - in the corner of the concession score, it says the original song is the [Flying Swallow] Faculty's Curse [Gentle Rainfall].

Fifty sets of music were also prepared, some of which belonged to the curse itself.

A carpenter's daughter stares at the score with a strong face.

Kufshenka looked from the side of the college girl to the program's progress chart.

This is only one broadcast twice each. I stood beside the radicals pinching the circulation boards so that they could be seen by everyone.

... This is that song.

The next song to play was a song I read in the newspaper one day that was lyrically popular with refugee girls and attracted a large number of donations.

Even the people of countries that spread to the world over the Internet and had nothing to do with the outbreak of the Devil's Asthma War in Artel and Nemoralis entrusted donations to companies such as the Office of the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees and the United Nations Children's Fund, NGOs such as the World Health Organization and Médecins sans frontières, foreign offices of the Kingdom of Amitostigma, which set up refugee camps, the Hunan Economic Newspapers, which expressed support for refugees, and volunteer organizations working in the Fraxinus Church and refugee camps.

The Ristover Autonomous Region also received pure wealth from believers living in many countries, through the Kirkulus Church, and reconstruction progressed much earlier than expected in Kufshenka.

Demonic asthma cannon...... While voices rise to plead guilty to the Republic of Nemoralis, which uses magical creatures as weapons, countless hands of support can be extended to its Nemoralis refugees.

... I wonder why.

"You come out with“ one ”a bunch of times?

"'Cause all the places that came out of the song used to be one country"

When one of the girls voiced doubts, another girl spoke of common sense that no stranger would be if she were a resident on the shores of Lake Lacus.

"We used to have all kinds of people living together, didn't we?

"Lacrimaris and Nemoralis, and Artel are still living with relatives and acquaintances."

"Oh, so, the people of the Lacrimalis kingdom are helping the Nemoralis refugees."

Kufshenka's heart bounced on the singer's girls' hanging.

My brother Halpator said that, too, and he shared his conviction that he would not spare his life or anything for national reintegration.

DJ Reef and the girls repeatedly ask for the continuation of the "All One Flower" lyrics, but within the Autonomous Community they are lost in their daily busy schedule and cannot even afford to be considered by the vast majority of residents.

"This is the array you're putting on East Church, isn't it?

"I see."

That day, the carpenter's daughter was in the library at Listver University and escaped the difficulties.

The lyrics I pasted in the Eastern Church chapel are intact, but I'm totally used to seeing them and becoming part of the landscape.

The "All One Flower" of the New Year's concert in Amitostigma is a beautiful and harmonious simulation of a song that only takes up a large number of professional singers and is as beautiful and harmonious that day as a different song from the life-threatening song that filled the chapel.

And the people of the kingdom of Lacrimalis, and the people of the Republic of Artel, who heard of the spill, how would they feel?

The first and final song is "Teach Me True." At the corner of the score, it is said that Senator Lacueus was also involved in the composition.

Unexpectedly, he found his brother's name, and Kufshenka's heart trembled.

Girls are secrets of the Bible.

I was taught first by a green-haired haulier, but still, the singing stabbed the old woman in the chest.