It's all one flower.

Along the national highway in the northeast of the island of Nemoralis, there is also a village dotted between the cities of Akant and Muscavito.

The villages east of Akant City seemed to interact less with the rest of the city, sparing them the damage of measles.

Kruillo and the others A line of mobile broadcasters Praethermassa break up with piano player Snegg, who broadcast live together in the city of Akant, and continue east while broadcasting and doing business.

"Oh, this battery is so cheap."

"I bought it from amitostigma, so it's cheaper than buying it domestically."

"Oh, you went all the way to a foreign country."

"I'm a foreigner. I've been there."

The villagers admire the explanation of the Cruillos.

Today we will trade in the village square and tomorrow we will be broadcasting live in the same place.

"Lately, I've been busy with a lot of work."

"Well, that's a lot of money."

Funeral home Agoni smiled back, but the green-haired villager didn't break his expression.

"It seems that the West Village has become an unfortunate epidemic."

"The job I was doing came around this way."

"Besides, it's not all good."

"Can I help you?

Captain Solgnac is surprised.

"Uncles, why are your hair different from everyone else's?"

"This! I'll tell you later, come here."

I pull the hand of a toddler pointed at by a motherly woman, and I meet her with regret. The captain smiled bitterly and returned the meeting.

The children of the village rarely surround a line of mobile broadcasters Praether Massa.

I guess this is the first time I've been born to face the people of land. Some kids peek scared off their parents' backs. When Amana waved small, she hid half way and shook back small.

"Hi there...... I'm too busy with too much work"

"Mr. Joolucci is here today, so take a special day off"

"I threaded too much, my fingers are horny, this is what happened."

Hands pointed, the skin on your thumb and index finger is worn out.

"Huh? Terrible. Are all the people in the village? What about your pills?

"Everyone who spins yarn these days is like this."

"No medicine, no cure."

"Call me the Blue Winged Serpent of Life, Infinite Power. Come here now..."

Amana put her hand in her jacket pocket and sang [Healing Wind]. The villagers with all their green hair pay attention to what is going on.

... Uh... Well, I can't stop now, and if I tell you I can only use this later, can't I hold it back?

Awellana dressed the school badge (today) as a testament to the pharmacist (dullness), and the septentorio hid the school badge as a testament to the spelldoctor [blue wings], taking off her usual white clothes.

In an unexpectedly long stay in the village, Amana and the others were able to use it with dignity because they gave the score to music teaching and taught all the village children in class.

I can't afford to teach a spell in this village where I plan to go right next.

It was already a punishment for the healer to be held back.

The yarn spinners looked at their hands and glanced. Even the first curse I've ever heard, if you know a powerful word, you know it's healing magic with lyrics.

As soon as Amana finished singing, the color of the villagers' eyes changed.

"Lady, are you studying becoming a curse doctor?

"I am a powerless people. Holla."

Get your hands out of your pockets and show the [Crystal of Magic] you've used up your magic.

"My sister can only use this curse. If you're all, uh, someone who still qualifies as a healer, it's easy to use."

"Do you want me to ask someone I know to get a score? Teach the village kids every year at school and they won't have to suffer from rough hands without medicine."

From the mouth of the pharmacist (dull) Awellana, a commercially elevated statement popped up, and Cruillo consumed his soul. The pharmacist of the people of the lake smiles at the fellow villagers gathered in the square.

The green-haired villagers met each other within their companions and exchanged something with their eyes.

"Without the control of magic, you just have to match the lyrics to the pitch, even for a people without power, it's an easy technique to use if you have a [crystal] to compensate for your action."

"In this day and age, I think it would be useful to have a score instead of an amulet."

When Cruillo guessed, DJ Rafe also added to it. Still, I can't wipe the confusion out of the villagers' faces.

... Huh? Why would you do that?

Cruillo didn't know what they would be wary of except when their wedding dates were far away.

"But... are you expensive?

"The batteries are five times what they were."

"In Akant City, everything is thin."

"I listen to the radio while yarn spinning and weaving, I used to be able to leave it on, but this way from the war, I'm only saving an hour a day"

"How much money did you have? You can't buy it without things."

"I try to get it for spinning yarn, as much as I can for things, but it's cuttlefish over there, so I don't make money for my busy day"

"But I can't live without working here."

"When will the war end?

When one person said, I also smashed my anxiety and dissatisfaction.

"Thank you, gentlemen"

As Jorch, a state-owned broadcast announcer, moved forward, the noisy square quieted at once.

"That information will be the consideration for the score of the curse [Healing Wind]"

"Information......?

Different types of confusion spread.

The announcer, whose black hair was mixed with white, hung his glasses back and looked around at the green-haired villagers.

"Such stupidity?

"That's right. If you turn back what's wrong with people living in the region, it's important information that shows the negative effects of prolonged war and the support that the extraordinary government needs to provide."

Suddenly it gets harder to talk, and the kids get bored and start choking.

"It's a trade in things purchased elsewhere today, and tomorrow, we'll broadcast it live, and then we'll move on to the next village"

"But all the yarns have been sold... and the replacement..."

Everyone else has decided to wholesale wheat and vegetables to the city.

"Then add magic to this for the song just now"

Amana offers the [Crystal of Magic] that has lost its shine. An earlier woman received it with a completely beautiful cured hand.

"Thank you for the cheap. Thank you, young lady."

You're welcome.

My father narrowed his eyes to Amana, who was perfectly successful.