It's all one flower.

On the day of the event, Juvenile Soldier Morphs Three of the Star Way Prostitutes and Funeral House Agoni were drained of their liver as Roark's father spoke impotently and delightfully.

"I didn't know you guys helped Mr. Cruillo......!

"Well... have you seen him somewhere?

Medvege's old man stops the setup hand and lets him twist his neck strangely.

Roark's father, even if he met without knowing anything, looks just as good as he could tell he was "Roark's father". When Roark gets older, I'm sure he'll look like this.

"I can't help not knowing either. A little after the coup, he told me about the city of Rachka on Ougali Old Road."

"Oh, that time!

Captain Solgnac pretends to remember.

"Is your son with you today?

"My son is in Rachka. I'm the only one on the job."

Juvenile soldier Morph glances at Roark's father as he silently works to keep the bollocks out. The old man, who looked drenched, looked like Hutu's father.

... What kind of memory does this old man have?

Just once, and just for a moment of passing, is it something we just talked about and can't forget after more than a year?

"What? Did you guys know each other?

Pina stops arranging price tags and pretends to be surprised.

Medvege's old man talked to him.

"On my way to Cravel, I met him when I was on vacation. I can't believe this is happening."

"You must have a strong edge."

As the captain said, Roark's father nodded with a face that really impressed him.

"If we had Roark here, we would have loved it..."

"But I'm glad to hear you made it to Rachka safely and are doing well"

"That's what I thought, I brought you a camera today. You'll be busy getting ready now, so please take it later and let me send it with the letter. Of course, we'll burn it up and give it to you."

Roark's father pounded the square bag he hung on his shoulder.

"Also, can you come and see the company?

"What? I've interrupted you so many times, this way, something, I'm sorry"

The wizard's employee, Cruello, bows his head small.

The pharmacist (dull) and the fisherman's grandfather, and then the citizen's hospital sensei, too, dive their breath in the small room behind the carrier they don't use today and pretend they're not there.

Not only national broadcast announcer Jorch, but also DJ Rafe of FM Cravel, a metropolitan evacuee knows his voice. In case, the two wait in a wagon car parked far away. After public admission begins, you should pretend to be someone else and look around the venue confused by the guests.

Today, Razornik joins us instead of the "five of us who are not here" to help put out an example picture book.

The container yard at the Oost warehouse had a container with Hudong notation at the end and a little square built near the entrance.

Merchandising booths everywhere just put long desks and pipe chairs for meetings. Not only the morphs, but also the crude shapes, arrange the tunes in BGM with cloth accessories, etc.

On a stage lined with crates, the Lyabina Civic Orchestra has no extra time to make the final adjustments.

The piano grandfather also sits in front of an upright piano similar to when it was in Akant City to ascertain the sound.

"From the decision to the event, we didn't have many days, so I don't know if customers would get together, but I asked an acquaintance company, a volunteer organization, to speak up about temporary housing, etc."

"They even put posters on the neighborhood bulletin boards, thank you"

When Cruello and his father thanked him, Roark's father shook his hands in front of his chest, "No, no, no, no, no, no."

"Not me, because without the courtesy of the president of Oost Warehouse, it wouldn't have come true"

"You're the president of this warehouse. Do you see it today?

Kruillo and his daddy listen.

"They'll be here shortly before the opening."

"Sure, I'd like to thank you, so could you introduce me?

"Of course. Join us for a souvenir shoot."

After a little public talk, Roark's father was called by an old man in a work suit and ran off somewhere.

"Photos…?"

Captain Solniak makes a bitter voice.

"What's wrong with you?

"I'll explain later"

When Morph dived in his voice and heard him, the captain erased his expression and said as he lined up the crawling grass.

The wind blowing from Lake Lacus is cold, but it is weather friendly and not too cold in sunny places.

By the time the merchandise was ready, Roark's father had brought back an old man and an aunt who had come in fine clothes.

"This is the president and his wife from the Oost Warehouse who offered you this location."

"Nice to meet you. Thank you for allowing me to talk to you."

When Cruello and his father said, all the elderly bowed down. Both Morph and the elementary school students head down in a hurry.

The president smiled and humbled himself.

"No, no... I just opened the gate."

"These days, there have been no more such events in the city."

"What? Really?

When Pina's brother looked surprised, the president shook his head sadly small.

"Yep. Every citizen of Lyabina had feelings blocked."

"I look forward to your songs."

"I'm an amateur, I'm not very good, but I'll try my best"

When Pina responded with a bright voice, the president and his wife smiled back with joy.

... are they the star beacons here?

The clothes are superior to look at, but the contents are hutu old men and aunts. Without Roark's information, I have no idea he's a Hidden Kirkrussian.

"Let's film a memorial first"

Roark's dad took the crap out of the square bag.

Cruillo makes his voice play with a real smile.

"Cannon's camera! Did you take it from the Empire of the Book of Japan?

"No way. It's an excavation I found in a used store."

Everyone at Praetermissa fit in the photo alongside the president and his wife across the desk of the merchandiser. After taking a few pictures, Cruello borrows the camera and Roark's dad enters the picture instead.

Morph was glad to be pictured with Pina again, and disappeared from his balls as to why Captain Solgnac made such a voice.