It's all one flower.

The confectionery shop was provided with confectionery ingredients to reward students. The payment of the fee has been arranged after the translation from the student has been completed.

I told him to finish by the end of March, but if it gets late, he'll push me.

The newly established temporary food factory in the eastern parish began work on the installed machinery today.

The confectionery, bakery, and noodle shop joint factories have developed several sales channels, but they have not yet started. In fact, I can't read how much profit I can get.

Still, after losing their stores in battle, they are able to work again, working daily as lively and cooking classroom instructors, etc., waiting for the day to come into full operation.

... the younger you are, the more you can start over.

It was time for me to reach the hundreds of elderly people, and I no longer had the energy to do something just for myself.

But it's not hard to help young people make a better tomorrow, and I even feel like I can move as much as I want.

The actual self is shredded by old age and can't even walk without someone's help. Nevertheless, the desire to watch their fate emerges.

... I guess it would have been different if I had survived with my children... and even my grandchildren.

The next day, I went to the Eastern Church in a newspaper car.

This Wentz priest has been informed that he has asked college students for a common translation of the "Adventurer Cactus" series.

Kufshinka prepared a lot of succession papers so that she could leave the world at any time, and asked someone she thought was fit to do so.

The translation of the novel was carried over to the pastry shop lord and Wentz priest. The confectionery shop and the newspaper shop meet the green-haired transporter Fiarka. Even if Kufsinka's gone, he'll manage.

Sewing and knitting classes held in church and elementary and middle school vacant classrooms are now taught to beginners with the appearance of many advanced students.

Last week, I got a list of middle-aged people from a nun who bought a mentor.

Still, we can't create patterns on our own and embroidery is complicated, but thanks to these moderately skilled people, the classroom still works well in the absence of Kufsinka. Thank you for taking the time to translate and other things.

Today is a holiday and there are more people than usual.

Some of the people taught included junior high school students and children of elementary high school age.

"Ahh! Store manager!

"Long time no see."

Good morning, Doctor.

And those who perceived cried out one voice after another, and the others raised their faces.

"Good morning. Good luck on your holidays, everyone."

Praised by the Hoshido craftsman Kufshinka, about a third of them went to jail, but the rest quickly returned to their work and a few responded.

"I can't come to school unless it's a holiday...."

"I want to get a job early and earn a little living."

"I'm really glad you could teach me without an entrance exam."

The unemployment rate in the Eastern Diocese is worse than expected. However, Kufshinka does not have the resources to launch a new support project. A small number of restaurants reopened and employment was created, but from the perspective of the entire Autonomous Communities, it is a trivial one.

When a joint food factory run by confectionery stores becomes fully operational, it becomes a recipe for new employment. The couple at the confectionery store told the prospective students to speak alongside the cooking class lecturer, but did the recruitment progress?

"Knitting and sewing don't have to be tied directly to your job, but if you wear the technology well, you'll be able to make something that helps you and your family live a life of cold protection, bags and cushions."

"The ingredients will split the donation, and it's cheaper than buying."

"The more the yarn is solved, the more it can be made again."

"Are the priests in the back?

The owner of the newspaper store carrying the luggage stopped talking.

"Yes, the priest is in the back."

"Dear Dormitory, I went to the warehouse to pick up the yarn...."

"Oh, gossip, what are you doing?"

I saw an old nun and a boy holding a cardboard box coming back from the big door.

"Thank you very much. Yes, it's a waste of money."

The nun had a few candy balls gripped in a small hand with a cardboard box next to the altar. The boy vigorously thanked him and ran away from the chapel.

"Dear Dormitory, and all of you who are always teaching me on my behalf, I'm sorry, but please let me talk in the back for a moment."

Kufshinka calls out the names of the seven. Today, all seven of them were present, and while they looked suspicious, they interrupted their work.

The owner of the newspaper store put heavy luggage at the entrance of the reception room and went to the back office to call the priest.

Everyone looks around the modest room with somehow restless faces, and no one tries to sit down on the sofa.

A priest with a thick sacred scripture for priests appeared, and the owner of the newspaper closed the door of the reception room, and the voices of the children leaking from the assembly room instead of the nursery were not heard.

Wentz priests, elderly nuns and kufsinka, newspapers, and seven middlemen in knitting and sewing. There are not enough chairs, and everyone is reluctant to stand.

The nun looked around and started talking.

"As you can see, me and the star craftsman Kufushenka, who sews our palms, are old."

"There are only two of us in the Autonomous Region who have finished sewing in Hoshido."

A breathtaking sound echoed in Kufsinka's explanation.

"Winter fires and PLA raids have burned the Summer Festival costumes."

"But we have little time left to take our apprentices."

The disciples raised by the nuns died in the fire and the raids of the Nemus Liberation Army, and the disciples of Kufshinka, Amiera and Salotka, secretly left the Autonomous Community.

"I think you are worthy to carry on our legacy."

"If you'll excuse me, would you like to learn more about the Bible?

When the nun asked, the seven men and women gazed at the two old women with astonishment and confusion, and saw the priest of the eastern parish.