It's all one flower.

Supporters have voiced within their peers and procured athletic attire.

It is gathered in a room of supporters' houses in the summer capital of Amitostigma, piled in front of Congressman Laqueus and intelligence agent Lazolnik, members of the Bouquet of Peace.

Up and down the jerseys employed in public secondary schools in the Republic of Nemoralis. Colour the sides of the sleeves and trousers in the form of green and tea lines sandwiched by white lines in the blue of the lake.

The only gymnastics dress in the Lacrimaris kingdom in a private high school founded for a powerless people. Simple long-sleeved garment with only embroidered school badge in left chest pocket, the cotton fabric is light green throughout. The cuffs and hem are squeezed with a separate cloth for easy movement.

Gymnastics for public secondary schools in the Artel Republic was bought by Lazolnik at a local clothing store.

"When I get back to our place, I still have it..."

Electra looks at the gymnastics school badge and squeals that it belongs to her alma mater.

Intelligence agent Razornik laughed with his nose.

"If I get close to your house right now, it's gonna be a big deal, okay? You know what I mean?"

"Well, I guess so..."

As Elektra distracted herself from gymnastics, her earthy hair hung on the girl's shoulder fell off sharply.

Leaving the top idol group in the Artel Republic, Moment (Again) Ku Xing Daughter (Ko), the four fleeing the country formed a new unit, the Bouquet of Peace, in Amitostigma.

A witch acquaintance who suddenly declared her retirement at the concert venue and was dismissed from their escort by confusion - fellow intelligence agent Razornik and others who aspired to end the war, regardless of the force to which they belonged - escaped four Idol girls from the country.

From the people of the Artel Republic, it's a kidnapping.

Losing a valuable source of income, the Artel government was devastated.

The Order lost the icon that brings the young people into the church.

With cities that have not yet fully recovered from the painful effects of half a century of civil strife, and thirty years after the end, reconstruction budgets are still in place in regions far from the capital, Rufus.

The songs with instant stars and daughters had many pop-arranged Kirkulus psalms, and they were making foreign currency, mainly by expediting to the Kirkulus countries of the Alton Gaza continent.

Young people were losing interest in the faith of Kirkulus, and for the Order of Kirkulus within the Artel Republic, they were an excellent tool to attract the interest of young people.

Even though they had stopped young people from joining the church through pop-arranged hymns, they stopped coming to worship on Sundays because they declared their separation from the faith at the same time as they retired.

His office, which lost its earning head, incurred damages such as reimbursement of tickets sold and cancellation fees for venue rental costs.

Advertising revenue from Yourcast video distribution as well as selling concert tickets, goods and music downloads. The vast majority of them still existed as assets on the net, not immediately bankrupting their incomes, but using all of another talent wasn't enough to fill their star daughter's hole instantly.

Top members of the family and their offices, priests, directors of cultural agencies and chairmen of fan clubs, etc. hold daily book releases and press conferences, and their articles are among the top ten on the news site.

It is a major event not only for the entertainment industry, but also for the economy and the faith of Kirkulus.

It was now a serious concern to the Artel people, whether they were fans or not.

"Well, yeah, you're doing it and you're making a scene, 'cause it's a business that says we're going to sell it within the moment with a sense of crisis that we might no longer be able to listen to it."

Razornik smiles ill-willed in his dewgrass colored eyes.

... how many people really lead them...? No, such a cot... my family must be...

Senator Laqueus looked in turn at Elektra, who would hang on to her alma mater gymnastics, and Asterope, Razornik, who leaned in to comfort her, and Archione, who glanced at her with a distressed eye, but could not find the words to hang her, and she snuck out (one).

Razornik is the wind that blows away the kind of glance his leader Archione shoots at.

Tygeta took off her glasses and gently wiped them, taking the one left on the tabletop and spreading it.

These are just short sleeves and half pants. The hem of the trousers only goes as far as just above the knee, and it may be time to get cold this time of year. On the collar, sleeves and hem, Lacueus doesn't know what the spell is, but the powerful words are embroidered.

"Oh, that? Gymnastics clothing from a school for girls in the Lacus Lacrimaris Republic during half a century of civil unrest. Embroidery with weak effect, but with [cold] and [heat] resistance and [exorcism] spells, it would be comfortable if a powerful people wore it."

The girls of Idol frown at the description of Agent Razornik. Tygeta distracted her from the gymnastics she had in her hand by pulling her face apart.

Face to face within your buddies, pushing each other with a gaze as to who wears them.

"I've been downloading your parents' notes, PDF, do you read them?

"Such a deliberately distracting thing..."

On the boulder, Senator Laquéus embarrassed Lazolnik, but Archione shook his head and blocked him.

"No. I know I didn't read it. Who's going to read a tearful composition that's not in my heart?

Senator Laqueus saw the brunette girl as a ghost in a fierce tone. An eye that looks at an enemy who is not here stares into the void.

Archione proclaimed the gymnastics of the Civil Unrest Period from the hands of Tygeta.

"I'll wear it. I'll show the rest of the world that I'm not a Kirkur anymore."

I don't know what happened between the eighteen-year-old girl and her family, but the old senator couldn't say anything about the way it was.

They practice national health gymnastics, as they suggested themselves. In the courtyard of the supporter's house, he was careful not to go unnoticed.

Until I had all my gymnastics clothes, I practiced with the everyday clothes I had worn from Artel. Upstairs was a t-shirt in a color that was dispersed in the dark, and this was fine, but the trousers were made of hard material and seemed to be difficult to move.

Initially, it was mentored by an elderly member of the Nemoralis Construction Industry Association, but it was still not possible for him to be over fifty, even though he was younger than Lacueus. I hurt my back and quickly became the feather of searching for another.

Now, the tilemakers of the people of the lake fall into guidance.

He came at the call of the Asacor party leader. He was a long-lived race, twenty years older than Lacueus, but if nothing was said, he looked like a late teenager or twenty there.

Senator Laqueus opens the window facing the courtyard and accompanies them in their practice by playing the main melody of national health gymnastics with a harp.

The tilemaker explains and demonstrates each part in a subdivision again before letting them do the same. I repeated that for a few days and finally, today, moved my body through.

"You remember more than 100 years ago."

Rep. Laqueus said with admiration, the tilemaker stopped his hand wiping sweat with a towel wrapped around his neck and laughed.

"Even after the civil unrest, I did it in the morning ceremony before the field work."

After half a century of civil unrest, after the country was divided into Mitsutsu, it stopped teaching in schools, but at the construction site it continued until the end of the construction rush of reconstruction, which he says gradually stopped when it settled.

"So, well, twenty years at most. It's a blank there, and I've been doing it for almost ninety years, including school. Forget it."

The emblem (today) of the [Knitting reed cut (Yoshikiri)], which represents the craftsman under the towel, sways.

Senator Laquéus has been teaching about the school of wizards involved in architecture since he arrived at the supporters' house in Amitostigma, all the way from Asakor party leaders and Lazolnik, and lately he has come to understand a little.

... Even if we're going to build a house, we really need an operator of all kinds.

Before the civil unrest - the times before people were divided by faith and ideological creeds - Lacueus had never taken a closer look at the construction site, and he just thought that a wizard could do the same for anyone.

My sister, Kufushenka's best friend and sister, had completed a system of curses called [Singing (Misosazai)], but I assumed that was what I would say because I could use various techniques of other systems.

... Outside the Autonomous Community, I thought it was magical and cheap and easy to rebuild, but you didn't.

How much manpower, time and expense will it take to rebuild the destroyed land in this war? How to settle this war before then, and what to do with the shape of the country, still spoke to many, and the seeds of the future that had to be sown were like mountains.