It's all one flower.

The employee cafeteria in Carmensik City was more splendid than any factory Morph had ever worked at.

... I don't know what you're making, but you're making money.

"Grandma, how many houses are here?

"It's a steel mill. He also contributes to the community by opening up company food to the public and visiting schools."

"Heh."

I only knew about half of it, but I'll snort pretending I got it all figured out.

Padolrik continued his explanation while eating a vegetable stir-fried fixed meal.

"Senator Padsnyejnik's younger brother is the president of the branch party in Qin Pei (Tonerico), so the employees are a lot of people on land."

When told and looked around, the tough old men in work clothes filling the large dining room have their hair colors falling apart.

...... hmm? Tonerico's Pado...... oh my god.

My hand stopped eating omelettes in a familiar name.

The neighbor Aviace solidifies with a fork stabbed in the gratin with his face to the counter. Boy soldier Morph looked ahead of his grandfather's gaze, but he just saw a menu or some sort of caveat-like sticker from the gap in the queue of orders.

... is there something wrong with you?

From what I've heard, if it's a genuinely muzzled cotto, I wouldn't be able to explain it here. The boy soldier Morph, although readable in terms of vision, could not read until the meaning of the letter, gave up and proceeded to eat.

Padolrik also noticed and looked at the counter, but continues the conversation as if nothing had happened.

"Pianist Sneg, he's going to play in Carmensik this month, so tomorrow, let's go"

"Do you know which store?

"The cafe in the mall... I also withheld the name of the store, so I guess I'll find out soon enough?

"Hmm."

When Morph replied minimally, Aviace also finally started eating gratin.

... I have to tell my piano grandfather. What kind of information is that?

"Thank you for blessing the sun and moon stars that illuminate the grace of heaven and earth all over."

Morph groaned at the voice behind him and nearly dropped the spoon at risk. Sneaked a peek behind my back, but the old men of the employees are just chatting and eating their lunch mesh.

... Which one of you guys doesn't know you look like Hutu?

"Temporary curse thief, I hear you're finally gone."

"Heh, when did you get caught?

Clarify your ears with clarity in the voice of a seat a little further away.

"No, she suddenly stopped around mid-May talking about her part-time aunt. Until then, every day, some room was stolen."

They don't know it's the star's mark.

... that? So, isn't this Ajito?

I don't know what the wack is, but it's lame to ask the two Fluxinus people here on the boulder. He later decided to consult Captain Solgnac and proceeded to eat while listening to the employees, but no more eye-catching information was available.

The temporary housing we talked about was on the ground next to the south of this factory.

Has it been a year or not since it was built, but every prefab is coal-fired and thin dirty. I guess the lack of miscellaneous demons is due to the sunshine.

A large amount of laundry sticks in the coaly breeze.

Padolrik looked at the information board and turned his foot to the rally point.

"You don't have a single powerful people."

"Why?"

The question popped up reflexively at the old fisherman's grunt.

"Why don't you just wash it with [dry water] and you won't have to dry it?"

"Ah."

Unlike elsewhere, the gathering place here made nothing and the adults just read the book. We are all in the same book, the cover is titled, in addition to the machine paintings and texts are messy.

I don't have any children. This time of the week, it would still be school.

... that? School for adults or something, not a rally point?

"Hello -. I'm from the mobile broadcaster Praethermissa. I'm afraid I'm suddenly interrupting. May I have a moment?

Padolrik said magnificently, but the inhabitants of the makeshift frowned at the old man of the people of the lake and the children of the people of the land.

"A mobile broadcaster?

"Really?

I heard whispers from all over, and one came to the door.

"What can I do for you?

"We will broadcast it near here at a later date, so I wanted to ask you about your greetings and what information you would like."

The inhabitants face to face Padorlik's unspoiled answer and whisper with their neighbors. Padolrik continued his explanation with a smile, not even a glance at the suspicious who could be directed at the flicker.

"The show is national news, international news, refugee camp information and regional information and music in the broadcast area, with Newscaster being the Jorch of the National Broadcasting Announcer. We're going to cover the regional information, so we asked you first to give us the information you need whenever possible…"

"Hey, wait a minute"

"Mr. Joolucci was alive!

"Refugee camp, are you even going to Amitostigma to interview me?

The color of the inhabitants' eyes changes, and a few people float their hips.

The boy soldier Morph accidentally set himself up, but Padolrik responded with a calm voice.

"Yes. During the coup, a national broadcaster and the will of FM Cravel, who managed to escape the capital, launched a mobile broadcaster. Delivering detailed information about regions that have become handy with special wartime attitudes."

"I have a family of interviewers, and I have kids, and they're working hard to help me broadcast it."

As old fisherman Aviace put it, the gaze directed at Morph turned into something gentle.

"We also regularly go to Amitostigma for interviews, with the help of the refugee camp and Hunan Economic Newspapers and Current News Agency, as well as other news"

"I asked..."

Suddenly, I can't think of anything right away.

"Now it's just a study group mon reading the factory manual with his shift off"

"Studying, I'm afraid"

"Oh, that's perfectly fine now, but you should also listen to the people who went to work and wrap up the story, so can you come back tomorrow or the day after?

"Okay. I will now ask you again at this time, the day after tomorrow. Please tell everyone you work for."

Padolrik politely apologized for the sudden visit, and the three followed the temporary housing.

I went back to the parking lot in the park just before I started my dinner routine.

Amana jumps on paddlelik and greets him with a smile. As I was told this morning, I was in a totally fixed mood.

... You're a genkin 'guy.

Morph was shuddered, but as soon as Pina called me "Welcome Back," it didn't matter.

"The makeshift people were reading the factory manual, but the Kirkulus prayer words (phrases) were printed on the cover as slogans"

Padolrik's voice is heavy, which I reported to everyone.

The prayers before meals, the words of prayer affixed on the counter, the presence of employees who did not know the identity of the curse thief, the temporary inhabitants, many of them powerless people, were employed by the factory of a company run by the brother of Senator Padsnejnik, whether Morph realized it or did not know it, Padorlik and Aviace watched closely.