It's all one flower.

A sharp whistle is followed by a prelude.

"That's national health gymnastics!

"Oh, I knew you knew?

Intelligence agent Razornik smiles at the funeral home Agoni, who raised his voice to nostalgia and surprise. The spelldoctor Septentorio also listened to the memories of a time of peace.

Nemoralis, Nemoralis, Fnarlis, the island of Lacus.

The shoreline of Lanterna Artel is one of the original... >

In keeping with the Lord's Melody, lyrics flow that I have no idea. The three listened, holding their breath.

Stand by the lake.

Find new days, connect hands with everyone.

Make your thoughts a song tomorrow.

Everybody's got a strong wish.

Give me the courage, sing. Here.

Until the day the dream of a peaceful future comes true. "

It's a poem unrelated to the spirit of gymnastics. In some places, the main melody does not match the number of sounds, but there are words in a row that are easy for children to understand.

We were calling for an end to the war.

At the same time as the song ended, a loud exhale leaked.

"So, this song is being talked about online. Yesterday, I was just UP by Yourcast and over a million plays! It's not just about the Hunan region, it's about Barbatum and the Alton Gaza continent via SNS..."

I was curled up at once with an excited voice, but the two old men of the lake had no idea what they were doing.

I didn't dare to take it, and I spoke of doubts about the part I could understand.

"By a million plays, you mean a million people listened to you?

"How do you know such a trick? Who counts like a wild bird club?

Intelligence agent Razornik, in any case, gave a brief description of the social networking service and the video posting sharing site Yourcast.

"... so there's a counter like a traffic survey showing the views at the bottom of the screen. I saw it before it [jumped] here earlier, and it was over a million times. It doesn't match the number of times the same person asks, because it counts as one."

"Ho..."

Funeral home Agoni leaks an exclamation breath.

Bite the meaning of the lyrics, the spelldoctor Septentorio heard.

"Who lyrics and which choir is singing?

They're both Nemoralis refugees.

"A refugee, is it?

Septentorio immediately expressed his doubts.

At least, these two didn't know the tablet device existed until the other day. How did you obtain equipment not in circulation within the Republic of Nemoralis? What is going on with the radio waves?

Razornik nodded and answered the question "naturally".

"Around March, a guy named Traveler in Search of the Truth UP a damage photo of North Zakart City to SNS."

"What the hell?

"Funeral store, well, listen to me.... So, rendezvous with the refugees at The Cart Tunnel. There's a picture of a place where no one reported it, so it spreads all at once, and the online media specializes in eating it and spreading it explosively, and now an account of The Traveler in Search of the Truth is in the spotlight. I wonder if there were more than 700,000 followers here right now?

Even if you two don't know, listen to the intelligence guerrilla explanation.

"There, refugees write poems calling for 'Let's Stop the War', and women and children sing with them. Oh, I wrote the lyrics, it's like a refugee girl."

Razornik stopped his hand from touching the terminal.

I have a detailed history on my SNS account of travelers searching for the truth, but now I can't connect to the internet, so I can't confirm it.

I look up from the screen just like that, and I look them in the eyes and I say:

"I guess this amateur smelly way of singing is good again." Pathetic. "So, another explosion on SNS, online media article, explosion of views."

"Poor bastards, they're not wacky enough to do something just to sympathize, are they?

Funeral home Agoni distorts her lips to an ironic grin.

The majority of the scientific civilizations of the Alton Gaza continent are the Kirkuri. Many countries do not prescribe a state religion and declare freedom of belief, but this is essentially the case.

"That's what I'm not."

Razornik manipulated the terminal, but raised his hand and drew a square on the universe.

"At the bottom of the video's playback screen, you'll see an ad. Yourcast recruits a publishing company and sticks to it on its own."

"Is it like advertising under an article in a newspaper?

"Yes, yes. Such a kanji. The spell doctor, it's helpful to know. What's a little different is that the guy who posted the video with the ads stuck to it has a lot of ad revenue to share."

"So what is it? I don't know where the horse bones are." Traveler "means a lot of money rolls into his pocket?

Agoni snorted in displeasure.

"I guess Traveler in Search of the Truth is a freelance reporter because he's enough to take a damaging picture of an air raid with his life at stake to UP. They're acting with this refugee choir now. You need a connection fee to connect your device to the internet, so if you think it's funding its activities, well..."

"They're in a place where you can connect to the Internet, not in the Nemoralis country, right?

"Well, you know what?"

"If international public opinion leans towards criticism of Artel, would it make it easier for the UN and others to work for a truce…?

The spelldoctor Septentorio changed his opinion into doubt because he was no longer confident within speaking up. The funeral parlor also nods small and agrees with the spelldoctor and sees the intelligence guerrilla.

Razornik answered with a few thoughts.

"The boom on the internet is mostly over, so I think it's murky of me to move a great guy. But right now, more people are donating to the Office of the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees, the World Health Organization, and the United Nations Children's Fund."

"Do you even know that?

"Yeah. It feels like a little peek at the internet news or SNS though. We don't have the time to print and deliver, so if we even connect the lines, we'll have information all over the world in a flash. I thought it was pathetic, not all of them would donate, but because the denominator is going to be bigger, it's a dimension that, in relative terms, more people are going to act seriously."

The two people of the lake were just overwhelmed.

... I didn't know it was such a cot in a foreign country before I knew it.

The world is full of unknowns, even for the captaintrio of long-lived races who have lived for more than four hundred years. While he was reminded again and flattered, the young intelligence guerrilla's explanation continued.