It's all one flower.

"Look, there it is"

There is a miscellaneous building ahead of the funeral parlor Agoni points to.

The windowsill had a piece of paper with the company name written one letter at a time. Nothing else looks like a sign.

... With that said, you heard he relocated from the capital in a coup.

"Even more so now, isn't going to get in the way of your job, even though it's not a request for security?

"Hey. I'm here to thank you for the scaly spider."

Agoni pounded Leno on the shoulder and did not hesitate to enter the building. Proceed to the back like home, knowing the hallways lined with several doors. Knock did, but didn't wait for a reply to open the door, and Leno ate.

"Wow, I'm sorry I'm busy. He's the one who took care of Yarbraka's scaly spider extermination."

All the clerks in the office turned this way at once, but Agoni didn't move at all. Leno hid half way behind the funeral parlor to see what was going on.

"If Mr. Journitol were here, I'd be grateful."

"… please wait a moment"

The official in front of him didn't take his sight off the two of them and hung up his ext.

"I'll be right there, please stay put"

Behind the hallway, echoing footsteps descend. As Leno put his face in the hallway, guard Journitle waved even faster.

"Mr. Store Manager, long time no see. And Mr. Agoni."

"Long time no see."

"Oh, you look better than before."

Leno's been a really long time. We didn't meet face to face in Yarbraka City, so it has been since the base of Lanterna Island.

The guard Journitle said nothing but return a complicated smile.

"Thank you for fighting in Yarbraka."

"... because it's my job"

"Well, don't say that. You got time for this?

"If only for a little while"

"I need a drink. Come here for a minute."

Funeral home Agoni pounds the back of his uniform and just goes away. Journitol threw his gaze at the office. A few people nod small and the green-haired guard also walks away.

Leno continued by meeting with the clerks.

If you look closely again, the body that follows under the green hair is successful even from the top of the uniform.

... I guess it's not just magic, it's also a regular fight or something.

Remembering the tyranny of a powerless people and the bare-handed struggle with militant guerrillas, Leno felt sorry for himself.

Before the Aquillo base raid operation, Leno was also added to the task force. But "because I'm an artisan," he was removed from combat training and turned to backward support. All I was taught was to take care of my pistol, and I don't know how to shoot it properly.

... I guess I can't beat Morph or Roark right now.

Agoni invites you in front of the cafe.

With food prices soaring so high, it's strange that we can still operate.

When I opened the door, there was only one guest in the back counter seat.

"Can I get you something to drink with this? Three servings."

Funeral home Agoni placed a sachet of craft paper on the counter. Pina and Tis weighed the flour into small portions, one bag at a time, for the replacement.

The cafe owner turns his suspicious face to the funeral parlor of the people of the lake.

"Is this...?

"Flour. One kilo fits perfectly"

The client turned this way.

"May I see it?

"Go ahead. Look till you feel better."

The shopkeeper carefully opened the folded paper bag mouth and peered into the wide bag of mati. Tilt the paper bag with a careful hand and place a small amount on the palm. When I smelled it and checked the taste, I closed the mouth of the bag and pulled it under the counter.

"You can also serve three cups of substitute coffee and sugar."

"Thank you."

Agoni lowered her back to the table seat furthest from her ancestors. Leno sits next to the funeral parlor and Journitol settles in the front of his fellow countryman.

"How's the economy these days?

Agoni took one pack of two dry batteries out of his handbag, put it on the table and pushed it in front of the journey.

The guard clamps the battery.

The owner put a small water container (mistletoe) on the table for hand washing and went back to the counter.

Substitute coffee drips from the filter into the glassware, filling the store with a fragrant smell slightly different from the real one.

Agoni washes Leno's hands with [manicured water] and boils the water in space.

Journitle said, battering in the pocket of his uniform.

"I came home today with a monthly report."

"Sorry I'm so busy."

"No, because the report was largely done"

Agoni chilled and adulterated the hot water boiling in the universe, washing his hands and returning them to the water container.

"Where are you working right now?

"It's Kulbunika."

"Has the access restriction been lifted?

"No, the army has deployed a demon sweep operation to disarm it."

"Don't you know what's going on in Zerneau City?

A substitute coffee came to where Leno got himself onto the table.

Journitle shakes his head to the side.

"Access restricted areas can't go in without a permit, and they can only go where it says. I was originally assigned to a pharmaceutical company in Kulbunika because of a land survey."

Leno nearly dropped his shoulder, but asked with his face up.

"Is there a colleague who was sent to the city of Topoli?

He's not here because someone else ordered it.

"Not one?

"There are bids for military and office-related work, and one company orders it per site. I have a knack for putting subcontractors in the squad, and we're subcontractors, but warcraft exterminators don't create joint ventures like construction relationships."

"Really..."

Leno wrapped his coffee cup with both hands.

Looks like a good cup of coffee but tastes and smells a little different.

"Restoration of Kulbunika, how far along are we now?

"By the end of next month, the fence is due to be completed."

"Is the electric gas tap untouched?

"The roads have been repaired a little by the military... well, aren't infrastructure restorations going to let vendors in after that? I don't know if I have a budget."

"Over there, over here, if it's not for the money, it's for the money."

Agoni sipped substitute coffee with a sinister face.