It's all one flower.

I stepped out of the assembly center of the refugee camp.

A clear breeze of forest gently strokes the three cheeks past them.

When Amiella raised her face in horror, there was a face she saw in front of the fifteenth compartment clinic. A neatly lined potted plant can be seen over the shoulder.

"Mr. Razornik"

Oratorix spoke before Amiela.

"Good luck. I'm glad this [roadblocking] went well."

"Yep. It's easier to walk around here because of you."

"I brought you CD sales this time."

Razornik lifted the cloth bag from the palm of his hand to the height of his eyes.

A blonde middle-aged man stops his hand taking care of the potted plant, turns around and stands up.

"Did you get the seed of the herb?"

"Hi. I managed to get all kinds together, but not many..."

"No, it's outrageous. Thank you."

The blonde placed dead leaves in a cage of spreading grass (Tsukusa) and received a cloth bag.

"It's not always easy to go home once the war is over. It's a long fight."

A man who receives seeds laughs powerlessly.

Amiella had chest pains.

... Is there nothing more I can do?

"Mr. Safrol, these people sang on the example CD. Mr. Olatrix also teaches me how to sing."

"You guys? [Road guarding] all the time, even this... I'm afraid"

Safrol moistened her eyes and Amiela caged her mouth in awe.

Archione responds with his chest stretched.

"I'm glad to see you've been able to help. Even the powerless people were inspired the other way, knowing that there was something they could do for everyone."

"Is your daughter a powerless people, too? Me too. Let's work together."

"Yes, thank you"

Amiella was overwhelmed by Archione's smile.

Embroidered sleeves (so) and hem (so) in view are spells and curses. I remembered that it was easy to understand a "powerful people" beside me (for), and I felt that I had become someone else.

... who am I and what am I trying to be?

"Even if the pharmacist (dull) comes, I can't make the medicine without the ingredients. If we grow herbs, the pharmacist can concentrate on medicine."

"Yes, yes. [Hatake Skylark (Hibari)] If the scholars can open it, there are many tasks that even the powerless people can do later, and you just have to share the roles."

In Lazolnik's bright voice, Amiela raised her face.

Safrol looks around at a pot planted with multiple types of herbs.

"When the bazaar started, even the powerless people were handed out guidelines for medicines that they could make, and more people helped with the herb garden."

"Singers, recorders, replicators, promoters, sellers, traders for seeds, field builders, drug growers, crop growers, drug builders… A large number of edges (eh) that I've never met are connected, I have medicine, and I have a helpful life. There's nothing to waste, and there's something we can all do."

Oratorix says that he seems to be an elderly Fluxinus.

Amiella felt like she could see Lake Lacus glittering in the sun with water in this forest deep inland.

"In the meantime, the people who went to the bazaar, they all came to the temple, and even though they were tired and hazy, they were feeling completely better."

"Thank you very much."

Oratorix's elegant smile looks really delightful.

"Yeah, thanks to you. So, we're all working hard on a spell so that we can get more things to sell in the bazaar, and now the others can come and visit us."

"The spell, it sold out right away for you"

Razornik nods.

"I had a good reputation for vanilla tea and cookies, but don't you make them that way? We're opening again next week, right?

"The cookies... the flour was to be turned over to a refugee camp meal."

"Uh... you've got more people."

Archione hammers him in the face.

"Tea is sold by mixing dried fruit picked in the woods, well"

"Are you okay with that?

"Hanashi also told me that I should eat fruit here, but I couldn't sell tea, so this happened."

Safrol turned his shoulder toward Archione.

"Oh, you don't serve tea to everyone here?

Oratorix asks unexpectedly.

Calming herbal tea should be needed here.

"In the meantime, there was a customer who bought it in bulk and gave it to me [the crystal of magic], so it was so refreshing..."

"I'm going to be okay with the rest of it because it's going to be sunny"

Oratorix said convincingly to Safrol's explanation.

"I was distracted to tell you earlier at the rally, but we have a date for the November charity concert."

"Thanks for this, I'm afraid"

"So I was wondering if you could join the chorus of two people from each compartment... a powerful people and a powerless people, one at a time."

"What are you singing?

Safrol lowered his brow somewhat anxiously.

Gathering from each compartment can be a tough time to get together in practice.

"The song was handed out before, so don't worry."

Oratorix grins and arranges the title. "Tears of the Goddess" and "All One Flower" plus "Let's Sing Together" three songs, but "Tears of the Goddess" and "All One Flower" are the same melody, so you can say practically two songs.

"This time, it's just the two of you, so I think it's hard to get a candidate, thank you for sharing"

"I'll be sure to tell you"

"When was Mr. Oratorix coming next?

Razornik asks with a tablet device out of his pocket.

"Ten days from now. I will come back to [Road Defender] again at that time, thank you for your message."

Even two people in each compartment, 27 compartments, and 54 people.

It's hard not only to arrange buses but also water and food on the move.

"Please tell us, as much as possible, that you will be chosen from those who have never been able to go"

Oratorix pressed [jumped] again and again.