"This is a letter sent by Mr. Raina on the date of Mr. Hiro's departure from Tine to the new capital.

Before the meeting takes place in the command room, a private room with its feet turned.

From across the desk, Phyllia waved the paper. Hilarious.

Let me see.

Like the letter sent to Master Sophia, the embossed flowers were pinched.

Although.

Other than that, blank paper.

"That's it? What's the text?

"Yeah, that's all. There is no text. I used the" Christmas Tree "flower as an embossed flower and sent it to me.

"Oh, I've seen it. When you graduated, it was blooming in June, wasn't it?

Isn't it the end of December, even though it's called "Saint's Birthday"?

We boys are really oblivious to flowers.

"We must have collected it before the war and prepared it.

"Carry it for proper use as well as collecting and embossing it. That's what" Tachibana of Sentences "is all about.

"Properly," Phyllia frowned.

"Exactly," I said, half-eyed.

Mr. Phyllia? Sounds angry...

"Idiot! Hiro! Don't look like that! Don't let me tell you!

Ariel?

At the end of my gaze I turned around, like, "There's a big chunk of spirit," Philia looks.

So naturally you know who it is.

"Mr. Ariel? A little more, please educate Mr. Hiro.... The flower word for 'Christmas tree' is' shared responsibility 'or' irresponsibility '.

Ah...

"Already! Hiro's idiot!

"It's not because Mr. Raina told me, it's not. I have responsibilities, too, and I have things to do. I knew it. I have something to do, what should I do? On the troubled arrow tip!

That's it.

Only then did I try to do my homework or clean up my room, and I'm like, "What about homework?" "What about cleaning up?" The pattern my mother tells me.

I'm angry when one tells me because I know it myself.

But come on.

Rayna, come on!

Phyllia is N'2 on the front line, right?

No, it's more respectful than Master Alex, from a Mel army that makes up the majority of the entire army, isn't it?

Provoke it.

How are you going to take responsibility if an exasperated philia makes a mistake?

"What is it, Mr. Hiro? You're not gonna get mad about this, are you?

Drunk, you say, "I'm not drunk," right?

No, it's nothing.

"Well, I'm sure they put a drink in it. Everyone remembered the outrage of using the dead for war in the matter of the necropsychologist. Looking back, even my army uses ghosts.... by whom? If we talk about it, Mr. Hiro's name will be mentioned. Mr. Hiro belongs under my curtain, so it should be okay for my name to come out.

"No, that's...

There is no such thing as the name of Philia.

Using ghosts is "inhumane" "dirty work".

Such perceptions intensified throughout this war.

Filia, if melted, is the "main muscle".

Make it another house, "the powerful".

Consciously, or unconsciously, the name is avoided.

"It's the Calewala school captain who's using ghosts," everyone assumes.

"If you correct the original, it's my instruction. It's my idea. Yet, Mr. Hiro stands on the arrow. His reputation as an inspector is high, and his capture of a necropsychologist has helped him gain a defense that is' alien to the alien '.... Still.

That's right.

"Still."

If I get off the griffon, the troops will be solemn.

Thanks to the title of "Superintendent of Military Schools," I was trying to assume.

I even worried about it so as to soften the hit.

Still.

A glimmer of fright in their eyes was shaving my heart a little.

I have no choice.

Behind them, the ghost of my "Hand" sticks up.

I've been watching you for four or six hours.

Their fright must be spoiled.

That's what I've been thinking.

Thoughts, they're shredding.

"Well, if you've got a child in your hand. To one Mr. Hiro, I have pressed the burden of my heart.

"Because I recovered thanks to my vacation. You don't have to worry about it. There's something else to watch out for in Philia, isn't there? That's the sharing of responsibilities.

"Yeah, sure. It is also what you have decided, in the sense of Mr Hiro, from the point of view of 'the sharing of responsibilities'.... in my name, that you attached a ghost troop to Mr. Hilo.

"Master Alex would look sinister. 'I will not turn my dirty work to Filia'.

"'Cause you and my sister are gonna carry each other,' I guess. But the truth is, I'm turning that dirty job on Mr. Hiro. You're taking Mr. Hiro from me, aren't you?

Well, to be reasonable, it does.

Reason...

Philia, who knows a hundred things about it, smiled.

I didn't show you here, have a sunny smile.

... Philia had a lot of hard work, too.

I didn't know you could make a smile recognise that. You're a little pitiful, me.

"I am not the Führer. 'You don't have to do anything, you'd rather not do anything extra,' unlike the Führer.

Master Sophia has been working for a long time...

No, that's not the problem, is it? I understand.

"Was it 'Let Yourself Shine'? I decided to follow my sister's advice. It is my responsibility to make things happen. It was also part of that that I put on Mr. Hiro a ghost 'work force'.

Wait, Philia!

I don't mind, no way!?

I was under control trying to say something.

I haven't opened my mouth a word before, a thousand years ago.

As a samurai, I was somewhat behaving, depositing myself on the wall and looking out the window at the sky, Chiharu.

All of a sudden, you're turning your gaze on me.

"A certain (and it will) have to accomplish what needs to be done. Born in Fanzo, Rigid Preacher (Monk), he is" ungrateful "to the side of Lord Filia.... and if so, it doesn't mean you should just stand there.

Until a thousand mornings......

"Some of them are samurai sharks. I am not afraid of the exchange of my life. That is the kingdom's 'national'. Kind Gentile. Which one?

Hey, Chiharu, a Gentile.

"'There will be no more treatment of Gentiles (roughly) now!'? Then let's forget our position, shall we? The three of us, as we did when we exorcised the Great Foot, as we did when we quelled the evil spirit of Tine.

Philia's smile pulled away.

To the dead, he was turning into a pious expression (kao), the same as when he was facing God.

"Make a decision, Mr. Hiro. I decided to come forward.

Oh, no more!

How could everyone!

"... be careful not to push it out too far.

The squeezed voice was trembling.

I have no mercy.

"Don't be with Sarah or Latifah. I can fight.

I know.

Filia's "skill" is no different than mine or Magnum's. If an escort is attached to the surrounding area, it won't be too early.

"Or do you question my extraction? Forgot about the first battle? You think someone named Mel can't read his mind?

"Something's on your side, isn't it?

All right! 'Cause I get it!

"I'll stand forward. I'll put a griffon on the two of you. I can't give in there.

"From the beginning, I intend to. Because it is my responsibility to survive.

"Lord Philia?

"You did, Mr. Thousand Mornings. Naturally survive. It is my responsibility to win.