It's all one flower.

1512. Night Election Bulletin

It's been a while since I turned on Roark's radio in the Fisheries Association parking lot.

An unknown announcer's voice lightly reads the news of an unknown city.

Fires, traffic accidents, empty nests... this time of year is just an unchangeable article like I've heard somewhere.

Following the slight sound of paper rubbing, the announcer of the FM holma changed the tone.

"Now we have breaking news of Holma City Council elections. The turnout is seventy-two and eight percent. The invoice rate as of 9: 00 and 21: 00 p.m. is 61 percent. The party continues to make leaps across the border. The light party of the lake water continues with great differences, and the axial parties of both wheels are fighting well as they run for the first time. Attention will also be drawn to how far unaffiliated candidates can devour and Holma Municipality's first land popular candidate. The next election bulletin is scheduled for 22: 00, but as soon as it's finalized, we'll have an extraordinary bulletin."

The commercials go in and everyone pulls out their shoulders.

"Ten o'clock next... Tis, it's time for bed"

"I can't sleep because I care."

Pina's brother said, but his sisters shook their heads sideways.

"You're still working part-time at the aquaculture processing plant tomorrow, right?

"But..."

'Cause it's better if you're just lying down.'

Amana reluctantly lifted her hips out of the pipe chair as Wizard employee Cruillo and her father Padorlik nodded. Pina's sister also leaves the brief tent for the monster when she says she has no choice and goes up to the truck carrier.

Pina and Morph were told nothing, so they don't move.

Next up in the commercial is a show about studying Hudong. Overall, I don't know.

... Is he studying late this evening?

The adults who went out to gather information are busy re-compiling stories they heard in Holma city from their notebooks into copy forms.

Three adults in the answering machine and before Pina and Morph, there is the name of the candidate and a list of the political parties to which he belongs. To prevent mishearing and mishearing, it takes five people to make a note.

Now I record the election bulletin.

Morph, wishing he could write after all had been decided, was told by Radio Grandma Jorch and Information Guerrilla Razornik to verify later if there were any unnatural points along the way.

Grandma on the radio and Captain Solniak, three of Razornik, are now going to explore the election office of the twelve candidates, and it's tomorrow morning to return

After the sun sets and the gate of the fence closes, neither the big road in front of the fishing association, nor a single car, passes.

Radio voices read words in Hudong in the quiet Fisheries Association parking lot.

The only large parking lot is a mobile broadcaster Praether Missa truck and wagon car, and the only lights are inside a simple tent for monuments.

Inside and outside the plastic sheet, it looked like a different world.

Write up the third summary and say, DJ Rafe sips warm incense tea.

"The incumbent of the Light Party in Lake Water, some of them will fall."

"How come you're still on your way...... 60% poof and you know it?

"Newspapers I got at the Fishing Association"

When Morph heard, DJ Rafe responded instantly.

I'm obsessed with reading textbooks and regret not getting my hands on the ancient newspapers at all.

... When you grow up, you don't know. Not only can you choose him, you even know how to do that?

The textbook just said how the country works and there was no way to select candidates. I read it over and over again thinking I'd missed it, but there's not even a single line of explanation.

Morphs had no idea how the adults would choose representatives to move the country or the city.

"In an open question after the announcement, the incumbent candidate of the Light Party of Lake Water responded passively that there was no way to protect the public from Artel's air raids about the use of demonic asthma cannons, but that he would accept them ex post facto."

I felt sorry for myself for not knowing if you told me the details, but Morph lay down the questions pretending to be nothing.

"Demon asthma cannon? Does that Hanashi have anything to do with this?

The city of Holma is a small city in the eastern part of the island of Nemoralis, very far from the arterial territory. Not a single bomb has been dropped so far, and it's intact.

Now Amana's dad tells me.

"The main contention of the Municipality of Holma...... what to do with the suddenly increasing number of people on land when opinions are broken and matters of high interest to everyone. But the whole population is interested in the asthma cannon."

"But the Light Party of Lake Water is someone I know from the Capillo branch, and I thought they were all opposed to demon asthma cannons."

Pina said face-up from the list of candidates.

"The Light Party of the Lake is not a single rock either. It's no surprise there's someone close to the Klipeus administration."

"He may have tried to capture the powerless people who fled the air raid."

An old funeral parlor heard DJ Rafe smile sarcastically on his mouth.

"What did you get for Nautilus?

"Absolutely not. The city of Gardenia was devastated because it couldn't be protected, and it went to war because of that in the first place, and it was an awfully angry answer to write in polite terms that Nemoralis was criticized by the international community for not selling the vaccine or something like that."

"Uh..."

Pina's brother and pharmacist Neh groan at the same time with an indescribable face.

During Pina's sister's hospitalization, the two saw news in La Crimalis, the king's capital, that the city of Gardenia was in trouble.

The Nautilus candidates came here for nothing but their lives, naturally.

"The Crossing Party and the two-wheeled Axis Party are also opposed to the Devil's Asthma Cannon. The Light Party of Lake Water is stable in its support base, so it may have caught its guard."

DJ Rafe laughed with his nose and went back to summarizing his notes.

Subsequent bulletins will follow similar contents.

I don't know if there's anything unnatural about this, Morph, but I made a note of it as I asked.

As the invoicing progresses, the unaffiliated candidate's vote grows.

"After all, I guess the floating votes flowed over all the demon asthma cannons."

"All the contents of the convention are long and short, and it's very different."

With the twelve o'clock bulletin, which is 90% done, DJ Rafe laughs proudly that he is what he expected. The funeral parlor old man nodded as well.

The adults finished summarizing their notes, and now Cruillo got busy taking one at a time on his tablet device.

"If the Nautilus candidate wins, there might be a bus run to this city, too."

Morph lashed out, but woke up at once with Pina's voice.

Medvege's old man showers a heavy voice at Pina, who said a little happy.

"If that happens, I'm not happy."

Morph mumbled and overheard.

"Why?

"You better ask Mr. Joolucci tomorrow than you ask me. Go to sleep now."

"Can you sleep so far?"

Pina is awake but she doesn't have a wax to sleep with.

Morph worked hard until 1: 40 a.m. when the bulletin of the completion of the invoice came out.