It's all one flower.

The daily meal of the day consists of a white fish vanilla grill, whole grain bread and a soup full of winter vegetables. I don't have enough green and blue, but about 30% of the guests at the restaurant are from the lake.

Later, a visitor confirms that the room is full and goes elsewhere.

"Cruello, I'm glad you guys made it out of the capital safely."

Rourke's father, Coreni Diaphanes, carries the soup to his mouth and turns to an uncontrolled smile. Cruillo left his keys with his throat about to get clogged.

"For once... I have my life, but I was caught in an explosion and my father and sister got hurt badly..."

"That was... tough"

Coreni swallowed up the words he had gone out to and finished them with a word that was unobstructed.

Where he showed care for the benefactor of his son's life, the Hidden Kirkurs, he was deeply connected to the Star Mark (servant), the perpetrator of the bomb attack that occurred in the capital.

... I really like it. I often say it to habits.

When Cruello devoured his teeth and saw the words he was about to say, tears seeped in his eyes.

Roark would have totally fooled me by this gentle look if he hadn't let me know what his father was like.

"Cruillo, did you put them in Ljabina's makeshift?

"No. After that, I was walking up to Rachka, helping the farmer, walking down the old Ougali road, and the guy who lived in the truck picked me up."

I was put into exploration, but I answered honestly here.

At this morning's meeting, Razornik was given attention, "When I vomit (one) lie in the basic part, I reject it and I get bored".

Lazolnik at the time eats a fixed meal next door and says nothing.

"Right now, Roark, I'm living in the same way I did when I was with you."

"My son told me that he sang a song and went into business..."

For some reason, Coreni also swallowed up the question he was about to leave.

"Yep. They picked grass from the woods that became spruce and vanilla tea, processed it into cages and tea, and exchanged it for food and stuff."

"The eye of the wild grass that will be edible... the bakery manager is with you, isn't he?

"Yes, we're childhood friends, so we're helping each other."

"It would be comforting to be with a trusted companion. So, the pharmacist is with you?

"Mr. Awellana was able to meet his brother in Vinagrato..."

To inquire about the people of the lake, as taught, clouds the words.

"Wonderful! You've reunited with your living family."

"Yes, I can't believe you were evacuating so far from the city of Zerneau... even if it makes sense to look in Lacrimalis, you won't find it."

Coreni changed the subject once he rejoiced in the miraculous reunion of Awellana, the people of the lake.

"Cotto, who says vinagrato, has traveled around the west, hasn't he?

"Yes. Rachika was already full of parking lots and stuff, and she didn't have a place, so she kept going west."

"Food, that must have been tough, right?

"The price went up so much elsewhere, I was surprised."

"What happened to your meal?

"During the fall, I ate dongles and wild potatoes in the old streets."

Even here, lies don't vomit.

Razornik finishes his fish and joins the story.

"I was surprised at the low prices here"

"Is it that expensive elsewhere?

Occupational pattern, strange if not grasped, but Coreni surprised him.

Razolnik also continues to talk, pretending not to know that Koreni is in a key position to oversee the trade-related work of multinationals.

"It's not a mon to be expensive. The wheat exploded, and the bakery that I couldn't purchase closed it, and it was open, and it was fifty times as awesome as it was, and it wasn't very much, but I couldn't reach it."

"Is that so? I raised the price here, too, but at most it's two or three times, right?

Cruillo leaves Lazolnik to talk and eat his meal.

Regardless of the white fish, the bread wheat would come from the Hudong region. Maybe the same goes for sun-drenched vegetables, such as soup pumpkins and onions.

"Just triple? Why is it so cheap here?

Razornik is surprised (a lot) that he is too cheap for the high prices at which riots are likely to occur before the start of the war.

Coreni said as a matter of course.

"The port of Lyabina is close to the Lake East region."

"What? But a country in the Hudong region doesn't have national traffic with anywhere?

"You know very well. As a measure of blockade on the lake, congressmen have built a special trade regime in time of war, so they can do business with countries that don't have national transportation."

"We're so unemployed, we can't afford newspapers."

When Razornik dropped his shoulder, Koreni apologized for his disrespect.

Cruillo proceeded to eat more than half the soup and white fish and wrapped the rolled bread in paper napkins.

"Is there no car radio in the truck?

"I have it, but I want to save as much fuel and batteries as possible, so I don't really use it."

When Cruillo answered with the bread wrapped around his jacket pocket, Coreni repeated the question.

"Food is also available in the wild mountains, but what happened to the fuel?

"Mr. Awellana taught me how to identify herbs, and when I found them, I always picked them and sold them to the city drugstore."

"Can you even look at herbs?

"It's just a little bit. If I take a bag full of them, they'll replace it with a wound pill or one or two of the finished medicine."

"Put that in a gas station?

"That's right. Already, right to left. There's nothing left, but because of the war, the price of the pills will go up, and they'll fill you up with one wound pill."

Coreni nodded as deeply as he felt when Cruillo explained with his hand gestures crossed.

"Food, fuel... Knowledge is the power to live."

"I regret that I should have studied harder"

Cruillo laughed bitterly, but Coreni heard it in his true face.

"With that said, what happened to your sister's school?

"It's an exchange, someone gave me an old textbook... well. But the school doesn't have an address..."

"Somewhere I can put the truck in the long run, I hope so."

Razornik makes a lukewarm voice.

"Can you handle the parking lot, the address?

Cruillo gently denied it and glanced at Coreni. Roark's father, just looking in trouble, says nothing.

"This is how we all split up and look for work, too, at all."

Razornik made me wave a bunch of notes, but Coreni felt sorry for the distress, but didn't say he would help.