It's all one flower.

Yesterday we didn't have enough time to prepare, and we just ended up leading Razornik to a rest stop close to the city of Muscavito on Ougari Old Road.

Razornik remembered the place only once and came [leap] first thing this morning to explain the operation while we had breakfast together.

"Are you sure you're okay, brother?

"Mr. Razornik is with us, we'll be fine."

"Cruello, I know you're a wizard. I won't be solicited."

Even though Cruillo and Lazolnik say, anxiety doesn't disappear from Amana's face. My father holds Amana and nods to Cruillo to show her.

Leno and the others seem worried, but they sent me out without saying anything.

Razornik today is a normal garment-style fit that can't see a curse or anything from the outside.

I don't know where I can be seen by Hidden Kirkurs.

Cruello also left a tablet terminal with data in it with Jorch. Today, we gather information on paper notebooks alone for a long time.

DJ Rafe drove me to the commercial district of the city of Lyabina in a wagon car from FM Cravel.

Wagons disguised as "unincorporated company cars" with vehicle body seals shall wait in the parking lot of the site work supplies store. The carrier was loaded with coloured cones in a position that was easily visible from the outside and made to look like it.

We'll meet up when we're done, and we'll buy what we need for the dealership at this store.

Cruillo and Lazolnik left the wide parking lot and barely made their way through the shopping district.

I can queue up in the store right after the store opens, but I don't have the confusion I saw in Rachka City or the anger of cursing each other in a dirty way.

... If we have enough things right, we can all wait quietly in order.

Cruillo had a tickling chest ache.

The population of the city of Ljabina has soared in the last two years. Domestic refugees from air raids and coups influxed into the land with little war impact.

Yesterday, three men, father and boy soldier Morph and spelldoctor Septentorio, went to the government district to gather information.

Local newspapers and bureau PR newspapers were available, confirming that it was a more populated influx than expected.

Instead of a job, I don't have enough housing at all.

All the places where the bureau could be set up were filled with makeshift houses in prefabricated areas.

Still not enough, private apartments and corporate maintenance centers are also rented by the bureau to house refugees as temporary housing.

Since several families were pushed into single apartments and into family-friendly properties, there were frequent troubles and there were voices evaluating that office personnel and property landlords were busily killed in response, but could not be accommodated.

The Interim Government signed a refugee transport contract with its own shipping company, but the number of people wishing to go to refugee camps decreases every time they follow the day. Since the two months immediately following the coup are the highest, and the seats are not half filled for the last six months, it is not possible to sail at the convenience of operating costs.

My fathers also went to the Lyabina Occupational Stabilisation Station.

Local jobs are all about qualifications, licenses, and magic. Even the powerless people found content that they might be able to do if they had physical strength in reconstruction projects such as the city of Topoli.

Many of those who have lost their jobs in the city of Lyabina are powerless people who have no qualifications or license and are unable to work with strength. Many households can't even get a job because of their personal injury or illness or taking care of their families, and live off their savings.

At the beginning of the war, charities and the Fraxinus Church held frequent bazaars, charitable concerts, etc. But gradually lose room and reduce the number of times. According to a feature article in the newspaper, the last six months have only counted as much as one hand.

... Oh well. So Mr. Snegg was playing in the city over there?

Veteran piano players from the Lyabina Civic Orchestra toured the city in the northern part of Nemoralis Island and gathered information beside a mini concert at a restaurant.

Radio stains wartime colors and demand for peaceful songs is high.

The guests rejoiced, but Cruillo felt complicated.

According to newspaper and bureau PR, each organization gradually shifted its axial footing from economic support to support for life, and now began to focus on cheap checks, health consultations and qualifying study groups through visits to temporary housing.

Functional unions, such as spellmakers, also recruited part-timers for tasks that even the powerless people could do, but too few jobs were available for job seekers, and the boundaries were quickly filled.

Sometimes sewing factories have provided pieces of handicrafts free of charge. But even if I make something, I can't really buy it. If it wasn't magical, it would have been saturated on the cheap side, even if it had been exchanged for groceries.

Cruillo reiterated his "desire to flash into office and straw" as he made his way to the office district.

All I brought as a notebook was a copy of the misprinted paper with a hotchkiss.

In Lazolnik's advice, he devised a way for the appearance of trouble with the money in his possessions.

The powerful people, too, are already oversupplied with simple tasks, such as filling [the crystal of magic]. The market collapses, filling ten and finally one candy balls, etc., doesn't even make a child's allowance.

According to statistics released by the city of Lyabina in January of this year, nearly 40% of the workable generations with living realities in the city as of the end of last year are unemployed.

Even pulling a housewife and an injured or sick person dedicated to caring for their family is about 30%.

Retail has managed to hold, but since the beginning of the war, restaurants have been out of business due to soaring food prices, which has also contributed to boosting unemployment in the city.

Entering the office district, more people went on the road.

The group of company employees rushing to work is mixed with people of poor stature. From the [jump] permit point in the neighborhood, all you get sucked into nearby buildings is your back and uniform. Poorly dressed people stay in the neighborhood square and tun (rather) in front of the bulletin board.

Cruillo and Lazolnik also entered the square, looked over the people's shoulders at the job postings and made notes from one end.

Walk around the neighborhood and collect jobs. Leno and the others are right, it's all about the business location in the neighborhood.

Most neighborhoods don't have people around their bulletin boards. Taking a peek, I didn't get a single job offer.

Cruillo and the others, selling millennial mushrooms (sennentake) and magic drugs, don't have to work for the time being to have trouble with the money, but they don't have a place to live and live on the national broadcast event rack all the time.

I've lived in mansions in the city of Dossici and villas on the island of Lanterna, but if you live like that, the truck carriage is far better.

... I wonder what happens now to the Returning Refugee Center in the capital.

The notebooks are filled one after the other, but they were all jobs that required qualifications and licenses, and there was not a single thing I could apply to Cruillo.