It's all one flower.

Physical education teachers came one man and one woman at a time, but they are both lake people after all.

A woman teacher steps forward and looks around at her students and says:

"I have some unfortunate news for you all today"

Tension runs on the students.

... Ours?

Earlier, there was a warcraft in the eastern field.

The students bothered, but Morph just heard about it and found it wasn't about us and was a little hoaxed.

The man teacher goes on.

"The vigilante here and the hunter from the neighbouring village went and put it to rest, but there were two wounded.... It's okay! There's nothing else in life."

"However, because things are four-eyed wolves, there may be a group nearby. Please do not leave the stone walls until permission is given by the village chief."

The facial expressions of the students changed dramatically in the teachers' explanations.

... Huh? Shouldn't we leave, too?

Morph looked next door unexpectedly. Pina turns forward and waits for the teachers' words.

A female teacher smiled to reassure everyone.

"If the vigilante takes a look around and you're okay, the village chief will contact you. Two or three days of patience."

The students' air loosened a little, but their expressions are still stiff.

The man's teacher punched him in the bread and grinned nicely.

"I heard a song I miss a long time ago yesterday, so I've been trying to teach everyone and printing it in the Gali edition"

When I put the print out of the binder, I gave it to the leading students, one for each grade.

"National Health Gymnastics?

"Do you know the two mobile broadcasters?

My gaze gathers in Pina and Morph with the voice of the woman's teacher. Pina answered forcefully while Morph nodded bewildered.

"The truck driver taught me,"

"Well, come forward later and set an example with the teachers."

Pina replied nicely.

... I'm glad you're not here.

The class moves on leaving Morph confused.

"Let's start with the prep movement"

When the man's teacher blew the whistle raised from his neck instead of his badge (today), the middle school students quickly scattered. Morph obsessively imitates the teacher's movements setting an example in front.

...... hmm? Oh, this is the guy Brother Roark taught me.

It came as no surprise that the high schools of the city of Zerneau and those of the remote island of Nemoralis would carry out the same preparatory campaign.

If I can remember, I'm in good shape. Morph stroked his chest down without delay.

"All right, well, check in the print at first while watching the teacher move"

While a man teacher blows a whistle, he does a sample separating the movements of national health gymnastics, and the woman teacher explains each move.

Prints are the order and description of gymnastics. There are lots of paintings of people like wire.

... Did you write all this in one night? Awesome.

Everyone circled and eagerly confirmed the print and the teacher's movements.

"Yesterday's song, are you asking me to sing it?

Two bracketed women hear it whispering and the pina solidifies.

"That's a poem that has nothing to do with gymnastics, and it's not like that, it's not like gymnastics."

"No?"

She tipped her little neck cutely, but it was hard to say.

"Uh, hi, there! Let's take a break for a chat."

The woman's teacher's voice jumped, and the three of them snapped their necks.

Within doing so, the sample was finished, and the two were called forward.

I'm not sure what the situation is, but I'm used to national health gymnastics. Morph stands between the man's teacher and Pina and demonstrates with ease. Next door to Pina's opposite is the woman's teacher.

Looking forward, all sixteen middle school students in this school move their bodies by imitating their appearance. Looking sideways, Pina looked nervously or expressionlessly at the gymnastics movement.

Again and again, where everyone was moving a little better, the chime rang.

"Next, Family Medicine, so go return your gymnastics clothes after school"

"Yeah. Thanks"

I get dressed, and now I put on the borrowed apron and go to the room where I say home class with guidance from the boys.

There is a wooden workbench and a stainless steel table, which also houses ingredients such as stone boards with five virtues, frying pans and other cookware, tools that I am not sure about and bags of flour.

I've never had a classroom like this before.

The pinas came to chime for the start, and Morph was horrified.

An elderly woman teacher wrote something down on the blackboard and started Hutu classes as if Pina and Morph weren't around.

"I'll make cookies today. As I explained last week how to make it, do you have any questions?

No one asks questions, and the people of the lake widen their notebooks to see how to measure the material they bring.

"Can I help you, too?

"Is that okay?

"Go ahead."

When Pina asked modestly, the locals opened the place and invited the two in.

"Hand to hand. Pina's a pro."

"What? Pro?

I watched Pina with green eyes all the way to the teacher as well as the students.

"Oh, wow, I, my parents were at the bakery, helping me make bakeries and cookies for sale, and I'm used to saying that I'm used to it, but I'm still, at all, much worse than my brother, and even if I say I'm a pro because I burned the store, that's, uh, you know..."

Morph solidified as if he had been put in an ice rule on his back.

I want to do something to comfort Pina, but my jaw is tense and my tongue is lingering with guilt and fear of slipping any more extra mouth.

"Oh, you know, but it's okay. Your brother and sister are together, and your mother said someone she knew saw in Topoli, and [Ming (ah) Kashi Mitsumi] at the Returning Refugee Center said your mother was alive, you know, so, uh..."

A family doctor hugs Pina and gently strokes her back.

"That was hard. May you be at peace soon and meet your mother. May the edge of Panisea Uni Flora's water be connected."

When Morph turned away from his misery, he caught sight of a woman with two lumps.

"Morph, are you... are you okay?

"What? Oh, me? My dad died in a factory accident in elementary school, and my grandmother was allergic, and my sister had bad legs, and my mom, when I went around on fire, I decided to try to help her, but I was the only neighbor in the city, and the captain was burning all over me, and there was no trace of it, so on the contrary, I plucked everything up, and why are you guys crying?

Short hair and two brackets of women holding their shoulders and crying.

The boy said in a heavy voice.

"Morph, you're strong."

"They go around and have a weird laugh when the level of misfortune is too high, and what do you say..."

Mitsuji edition The woman also got teary eyes and bit her lip.

Then, when I realized, everyone went home from school and was on the carrier.

The cookie wrap in my hand is still warm. I have a vague memory of what I did, but I guess I made it somehow. Pina can make it even if she closes her eyes.

... I did it.

Pina helps with dinner completely back to her usual condition, but Morph couldn't face each other, pushing the wrap into the seemingly lucrative Medvege and fleeing to the attendant's room.