It's all one flower.

Wizards should be in each group one at a time.

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana went to the woods as a medicinal herb identification clerk, and Cruillo became a residual group.

Captain Solgnac and Boy Soldier Morph are cautious sticks, and Leno, the bakery, then looks for any ingredients while picking the herbs.

Amiella, the people of the Autonomous Region, picked spreading grass (Tsukusa) as a material for fine workmanship.

Roark was added to the collection group simply because he has [exorcisms].

As the six arrived in front of the woods, the weather forecast song played.

My sister gave it to me, and I hear Cruello put on the record.

The girls are listening to the song in a side-by-side row. Behind it, Cruillo. Furkill, charging Medvege and his terminal, was listening a little further away.

As Roark peers into the back of the woods, he sees a miscellaneous demon in the shadow of his youngest (if he did). Avoiding the sun, they turned to each other, pushing each other, and sometimes the extruded object disappeared without a voice in the sun.

There seems to be no demons or warcraft within sight.

With a little relief, Roark began to pick the herbs as Awellana instructed.

Apart from the first explanation, no one talks and silently picks grass, listening to the weather forecast song.

Captain Solniak and Juvenile Soldier Morph take turns watching and picking herbs.

Amiella pulled the entangled grass (Tsukusa) and cut it with a scissor near the root. He is shredding the leaves, only spreading them and collecting them in garbage bags.

Whenever something sounds in the woods, Roark looks up frightened.

Miscellaneous demons don't come by thanks to the [exorcism] Viyunok gave me, but I'm still afraid of scary things. I couldn't resume herb picking until I found out it was nothing.

The record is over and Cruillo stops the generator. The neighborhood suddenly became quiet.

Five new garbage bags of medicinal herbs, one crawl and the other filled with edible grass collected by Leno.

Awellana uses surgery to drain the moisture from the herbs and washes everyone's hands with that water. The blue odor lingered a little, but the green stain fell beautifully.

The two women discuss the herbs in front of the garbage bag with two sachets of soy sauce.

"We don't have enough oil, so we can't make all of this into medicine..."

"The oil and the contents will be prepared by the customer, and if Mr. Awellana makes them in front of him, he will be able to buy them with confidence."

"Is it something that can't be sold on its own?

"People who can't make your medicine can't just buy herbs and it won't be anything..."

Awellana unfortunately answers Captain Solgnac's question.

Leno said in a bright voice.

"But now that we've picked all the grass we can eat, we can have some vegetable soup tonight."

... Weed soup is going to be treated like vegetable soup.

Roark was stunned by the difference from his normal life until last month.

"Wow! A treat!"

"Good for you."

The captain smiled as he saw the boy soldier Morph delighted innocently.

Apparently, they mean it, and weed soup looks like a treat, not to labor Leno's eyesight.

"In the Autonomous Community, how do you cook this?

"We're eating as we go."

"We were rubbing and eating with salt"

When Leno heard, Morph answered energetically and Amiela said modestly.

"Brother, how were you eating?

"Mix it in bread, cook it, put it in soup, fry it in oil, that's a lot of stuff"

The eyes of the young man in the bakery were slightly overwhelmed as he answered the boy soldier Morph's query.

"I don't have enough oil right now, so I can't fry you, but I can do anything else. There's plenty of them, and should we make them all?

To Leno's suggestion, Juvenile Soldier Morph makes a small leap and rushes the captain to get home early. With a bitter smile, I speeded up my withdrawal hand.

... that? The bakery was eating weed, too?

Leno's parents' Tsubaki shop was previously a "delicious bakery in the Scalar District" taught by Viyunok.

Was life so painful that I had to eat weed after selling such good bread?

... Well, the price of one was low.

Roark remembered a terrible story heard from hidden people entering and leaving the Autonomous Community.

Back then, there was no way to ascertain how true their story was.

Not now.

I didn't know Roark lay his eyes down at the much glare of a smile that delighted him that he was treating the weed.

"Time to go back"

Captain Solniak called out to him, but Roark couldn't even raise his face, and he followed him in silence.

Back in the truck, Medvege and Farkill stood watch. The other four are doing something in the carriage.

I'm home.

When Leno hung up, Pinatifida and Elantis popped up.

I hug my brother and I'm happy to be safe.

"You know, right now, I'm making bakery signs."

"Bakery sign?

"Yeah!"

My brother asked me, and Elantis jumped on the carrier. I immediately grab the sign I'm about to make and run back.

The lid of the cardboard box was cut and used as a foundation.

I paste cut out copy paper in the form of letters and bread there.

White copy paper often stands out on brown cardboard.

He said, "So now, what's the name of the bakery?"

"of the store... name..."

From Leno's lips, his soul seeped out.

... Ah...!

Roark lost his word and saw his siblings.

Their parents' shop has been burned down in a terrorist attack by Star Road Prostitutes.

... Shop name, I'm making bread, it's that sibling main, and normally, isn't it okay with the original store name?

"You know, it's not our store, we all do truck stores, so I need you to think about something, brother."

The coloured hair of the earth fluttered and swayed in the still cold spring breeze.

In the middle of his three brothers and sisters, Pinatifida watches his brother and sister in silence.

"Can I make up my mind?

Leno looks around at everyone.

First, employees Cruillo and Amana's brothers and sisters nodded.

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana of the people of the lake and the needle Amiela of the people of the Autonomous Region also seem to have no objection, shaking their necks with stiffness vertically.

Medvege said, "Brother, you're the manager. I'll take care of it," laughed Boy Soldier Morph, nodding when he saw Captain Solgnac take the lead on it.

I guess the Lacrimaris farkill boy feels like a half outsider. "Go ahead, go ahead," he urges as he gestures.

Pinatifida and Elantis, the bakery's sister, stare down at her brother and wait for a reply.

At the end of the day, when Roark looked into Leno's eyes and nodded small, the bakery youth opened their mouths thinking.

"Um... well, what's the name of the store..."