It's all one flower.

Everyone in the mobile broadcaster Praether Massa is busy with work, gathering information, chores and buying.

One morph pulled into the truck carrier and missed reading the textbook, but no one blamed him.

On the contrary, Medvege and the funeral parlor old man start and end praising such a morph for his enthusiasm to study.

... I'm not doing anything just reading the book. It's weird.

But even on the day I could work with Pina, I didn't feel like going to the fish factory.

Today, the funeral parlor's old man also went out.

The only thing left in the Fishing Association parking lot are Pina's brother and fisherman's grandfather, Medvege's old man, and Morph. The three adults are busy picking up tons of fish that Grandpa helped them fish this morning.

Morph was taught tips the other day on how to get the fish scales right at the Fishing Association factory. But after I slipped and fell and flipped a barrel with fish halibut in it, I stopped going to the factory to help.

That's all or I'm somewhat of an overall jerk.

When the pharmacist (dull) asked me to carry the baggage I bought out and went to the mall, it was a little better, but the others are doing this all the time.

... That's what I said, me, shopping... it was me. Cotto.

When I was in the Listwer Autonomous Region, of course (of course), I was poor and could not buy anything.

After losing his father in a factory accident, he worked for a family outfit, including Morph, who was a primary school student at the time. My sister is unable to go work outside because of her poor legs, but she made money doing the inside job that my mother and neighbor, Amiela, took for me.

Salaries are often paid for food, not cash.

The day Morph was able to work in the factory, he could be fed leftovers and anything made of excess ingredients at noon. When I got something I could take home, such as old bread, I made it my sister's dinner.

The only time I go to the mall is when I ask you to share shriveled vegetables, leftovers, etc.

Morph had no cot in his hands with cash, and no cot in his shopping.

Since becoming part of the mobile distributor Praether Massa as a result, I have been in a position to sell, but I still don't know the criteria for pricing or how to negotiate prices.

Even the same grass finishing varies from place to place, from customer to customer.

The most expensive person you bought me was a weird-looking store manager in the basement of Lanterna Island. When Medvege's old man processed the bag into a magic tool, he sold it well and traded it for a magic ribbon.

The ribbon then turned into the Morphs' winter clothes.

He was taken to a clothes store, but Morph himself doesn't know what to choose his clothes by and can't ask questions. Medvege's old man made a subtle choice, and in the end, the haulier's sister decided to stand out.

It was Pina's brother and the haulier's sister who negotiated the price.

The haulier was better at one or two than Pina's brother and made him discount enough to make the clothes store old man half cry.

Morph couldn't even decide what to eat at the fixer, and Locke, a high school student, helped him. Still, I couldn't decide, and as Medvege's old man told me, I closed my eyes and ordered what I pointed at.

I can't choose what I need or want.

... Me, why can't I do one shopping?

I had no experience in the Autonomous Community, but I've been able to see everyone else shop for the last two years, and in the store's shoes, I've always seen what customers do.

I had plenty of opportunities to study.

Still, I can't do one of the vegetable sights. The other day, I finally figured out the minimum standards to say "something that doesn't have a scratch (there was)," but other than that, I don't know where to look and choose.

The textbook did not have a description of the shopping so far.

Today is the day of the Holma City Council election.

Everyone else split into groups that gathered information as they bought and sold groceries to the mall, groups that went to see how the election office was doing, and groups that went to see how the temporary housing was doing, scattered around the city.

Everyone does not return until the evening and the radio grannies Jorch, Captain Solniak and Razornik go to see how each faction is doing even after polling time and do not return until the morning.

There are no newspaper branches or branches in Holma City, so there are no extras.

At night, turn on the radio and listen to the winning bulletin so you don't miss it.

... So, me, should I sleep within now?

The answering machine has a minimal number of people because there is only information available today.

The three adults in the answering machine finished stirring large quantities of fish, Pina's brother and Medvege's old man rubbed salt into their open bodies, and the fisherman's grandfather began to boil fish halibut in a pan.

"The Nemoralis Republic will continue to be democratic after half a century of civil unrest, and great people who decide about their country and their city will elect and we will all decide," explains the textbook for the sixth grade.

Whoever decides the cotto for the whole country is a congressman, and it is the city councilman who decides the local cotto. MPs divide the Nemoralis territory into lots of districts, among which they are elected representatives from all regions.

Representatives hear requests and troubles from local residents. Senators, experts in the matter, etc. discuss and decide what to do with a proposal to Congress that can solve them.

The determined cotto make new laws or change old ones, and the bureau executes them. Of course (and of course), the public is obliged to observe the prohibition.

When I think back once again after figuring out how it works, I understand perfectly well that Rep. Laqueus is a representative of the Listver Autonomous Region, who does the job of discussing the difficulties of the Autonomous Region and so on with other great people.

... If the others disagree with me, they'll crush me even if I show them out, right?

The only representative of the Autonomous Community is Senator Lacueus.

I mean, Kirkuls MPs, too, are alone.

What could you have done with a large number of Fraxinus on your own?

... When I grow up, I have to decide who to entrust my country or something.

Morph has been to luggage many times, but has never been to buy what he needs or wants from himself. When shopping, if someone hadn't helped me, I couldn't have done it to Locke.

Only one, I didn't feel like I could choose the right representative, out of the many hands raised by those who didn't even have the cot to meet me "do the job of a representative".