It's all one flower.

The room on the left hand side is safe with the windows.

Some of the desks and shelves fell, but compared to the room on the right hand side, it was pretty good.

"Oh, this desk might be better"

"You've saved me a lot of water."

"I want to remove the glass from the front door, so I figured I'd go get some water."

"Really? If it's a broom, we can clean it up."

"Looking for cleaning equipment, huh?

When Morph heard, the captain laughed bitterly.

"You can do it now. The main purpose is to check that demons and harmful people are not lurking or that there are no dangerous areas in the building."

Momentum Morph was a little disappointed, but re-focused and continued his exploration.

... Even I thought I could help. Let's go.

There were three rooms on each side, left and right.

All similar or nearby tragedies. I rang from the door and if there was no response, I proceeded to the next.

The entrance to the hallway was the stairwell.

The windows here are also broken and pieces of glass are scattered. There was a cleaning kit in the corner.

Morph took one broom and one chili at a time.

"Well, we'll clean it later."

To the captain's words, Cruillo and Morph nodded.

"Please. The range I've seen is that the magic is circulating so far, and suddenly, I don't think it's going to collapse."

The stairs are not only above, but also below. There was no light down there and I didn't see it well.

In order to save magic power, [lights] will not be used now, but will be left behind.

The small room in front of the stairs is the toilet and hot water room.

When I opened the door to the water heating room, a glass of plastic was scattered across the floor.

Cruillo picks up the yellow cardboard box.

The morph cannot read the display of the box. The captain peeked from the side and whined.

"Tea..."

"If I took this, I'd be a fire thief."

Cruillo says something more now and tries to put the box back.

Morph didn't think of it and grabbed that hand.

"The owner won't come back anyway. If it's a monkey, we'd rather eat it than rats."

"... well. Right. Then why don't we pick up the medicine jars and the glasses and go back to everyone?"

Pick up the cup for the number of people and put it out in the hallway, causing a fallen shelf. Beneath the shelves are pieces of ceramic.

The captain tried twisting the sink faucet just in case, but the water didn't come out.

The boiling pot rolled on the floor is a model that Morph has assembled in the factory. They broke it with the impact of the fall. In the first place, there's no electricity.

Sweep the fragments into the corners with a pair of pieces, and open the drawer (hibiscus) in line at the bottom of the shelf. It's a bunch of paper dishes, paper cups, disposable forks. Put it in the plastic bag we had together, and I'll take this too.

I gave up because I couldn't find the medicine jar.

Returning to the central separation zone, Amana ran over with a crying face and hugged her brother.

Cruillo is busy giving up his sister and Morph is not sure.

The captain will report on behalf of you.

When the captain finished talking, Leno from the bakery asked questions.

"Is that all tea is? If it's tea, I think there's stick sugar and milk."

"Sugar...... sweet and high in calories, you can store it for a long time if you don't get it wet, and it would help"

Boy soldier Morph's chest pounded at the words of the pharmacist Neh.

When she was surrounded by flames on the banks of the canal, a middle-aged refugee woman handed out what she called "Ame-chan". It was also given free of charge to Morph, who was held captive as a terrorist, for the reason that he said "because he is a child".

When I peeked at the other children and removed the package and put it in my mouth, I remembered the array I had received a long time ago at the church in the autonomous community of Listver. It's sweeter than the ones in the autonomous region.

... Oh, this, me. That one too. Ame. Right. Candy.

Until then, the only sweet thing in my mouth on a daily basis was the nectar of flowers I smoke in Sheeney Green Space. Before butterflies, bees, and other children, if you don't pick flowers as soon as they bloom, you can't taste them.

The blue odor is more pronounced than the slightest sweetness, but it is a precious snack for children in the Barack Zone.

Morph mouthed such sweet candy then for the first time in his life, his head core paralyzed by the sweetness of his dreams.

I don't know what it is, but it's as nutritious and sweet as the lake people's pharmacist says.

I must also get it.

The captain and Cruillo looked at each other.

"Oh, you could only open the drawer at the bottom. They must be in the other steps."

"If you close the stairwell door and hang the [key], only the guy who comes from the outside will be better off on guard. Let's all go and clean up and get ready for bed tonight."

I packed my bags at Cruillo's suggestion and moved to the broadcaster's building.