It's all one flower.

Manager Leno told me to eat first, but I can't do that very much. The five former mobile distributors secured their share of Pinatifida with the store manager and waited for the kitchen to finish helping.

The baking of bread was carried over to lunch, and now all you can eat is soup.

I didn't get any complaints from any of the returning refugees because I know the lack of equipment was due to the lack of delivery of the ingredients.

After eating, the people see the radio playing a quiet song as chilling, meet Roark and leave the dining room.

"That? I'm glad you ate."

"I'm so cold...... sorry I'm late. Why don't you fix it?

Manager Leno and Pinatifida came back with the aluminum foil wrap.

"I'll warm it up again. Please have a seat."

The pharmacist (dull) Awellana [dried water] collected the cooled soup, warmed it up over time and returned it to the plate. Cruillo stares at the look of it and nods small. Manager Leno and Pinatifida thanked him in a hospitable manner.

"No, thank you for making such a large amount of soup"

"No, we, we just helped... oh, the bread will be baked by lunch"

People didn't come from temporary housing to eat, but were there still about a hundred people?

The number of people gathered in the canteen of the Returning Refugee Centre had been reduced to only thirty, including this table.

"I got paid for my work..."

Saying, when manager Leno opened the wrap of foil, the fragrant smell spread. Seven sausages have been cooked and the hot air is rising.

"One at a time, please don't let it cool down"

"What? But I, I didn't do anything..."

"You say that, do you care? Uh, Roark, you just have to think you're paying for the radio. Everyone else has been taking care of me all along the road."

"We ate just the two of us. We're gonna be stuck in our throats."

As Pinatifida said as she handed out the fork, Elantis grinned at the full face and hit the sausage.

"Thank you, sister"

Everyone thanked him and cheeked him for the sausage.

Soon after finishing the meal and taking a breather, Cruillo collects the dishes and heads to the kitchen.

"Oh, you can all sit down"

That's what they said, Amana sitting back reluctantly with her hips floating.

... You're going to help me wash the dishes.

Pharmacist (dull) Awellana heard yesterday from officials that the vast majority of people who come to the Returning Refugee Centre were with powerless people. Looking around the dining room, there are only a few people in the lake, including Awellana.

Powerful people [jump] on their own if they have athe to go to, so they don't have to rely on the center in the first place, other than reissuing ID cards and ledgers.

Even for those without athe, it is easy to decide on a job, so it is easy for the workplace to mediate a residence or find a home on its own if a salary is included.

The landlords of the lease welcome the occupancy of a powerful people. This is to ensure that all kinds of protective techniques are activated to protect the property from fire, etc. As a magic bill, they even lost a little rent.

... all these people here are really vulnerable, right?

People gathered in nearby seats to listen to the radio were reading newspapers. Some or two parts on one table. Spread it over the table, forehead to forehead, and read it to eat in.

... Is that this morning's newspaper? You were able to deliver? Let me show you later.

I saw eye to eye with the woman who turned the page.

The older woman is the late part-time wife who listened to the Amiellas songs together last night. My husband is next door.

"Oh, is that it? I bought it yesterday morning in Frima. They give me a fraction of the part price with green and blue candy, so I can spare it. If it was candy, I'd say anything, so I had it all replaced."

"Come on, then you don't know what the thing is.... Pharmacist (dull), this, the Lacrimalis and Amitostigma editions of the Hunan Economic Newspaper. Each for a week until yesterday."

My husband smiled and said to my wife's explanation.

"Is it a foreign newspaper?

Pharmacist Awellana tilted her neck at the elderly man's description. Even if I read that, I feel like I'm only about to crush my spare time.

The elderly couple perceived and gazed at the pharmacists' doubts of the people of the lake.

"The Amitostigma version contains interviews with people who evacuated to refugee camps."

"So, the Lacrimaris version has more details about the Fuyuki and the Asthma Cannon."

"What? What does it say?

My husband laughs bitterly at Awellana for inadvertently embarking on herself.

"I'm reading him now, splitting it up.... a lot of things that aren't listed here, and I don't know what to believe anymore."

"Me, I'm starting to feel like the Nemus Liberation Army is right," a young man who was reading at the other table stood up and looked around at the people left in the dining room. "If it's all in here, it's true."

The accompanying returning refugees will see their indescribable faces with those nearby.

Those who read foreign newspapers and those who do not have too little judgment material on what is the correct information. As older men say, you don't know which information is right and what to believe.

The young man went on, without even moving into that subtle reaction.

"The current Nemoralis government... No, the opposition guys were sneaking out magical creatures after the civil unrest and letting them do research on military use, right?

Those who read the newspaper nod small.

The pharmacists (dull) Awellana and the others found out about the information on Farkill's tablet device. There is unspeakable anxiety in the back of my chest as to whether the same information as the accusation video of Senator Laqueus and the leader of the Asacol party on both wheels has now appeared in foreign newspapers.

"The opposition people, while we didn't know... long before I was born!

The dining room quieted back and the classical music flowing from the radio made it feel quieter than silent.

"The raid on the Senator's quarters was also a cot the opposition ordered the military to do, killing the senators who disagreed that the demon asthma cannon was no good... or..."

... Farkil, you're telling me that the news you showed me on your machine, because it reached the Nemoralists, formed the Nemus Liberation Army to raise an armed bee?

Unlike the indiscriminate terrorist attacks that the Star Road Prostitutes attacked the city of Zerneau, people are calm for a minute when the targets are clear. So does Awellana herself.

If the battle zone didn't expand, it seemed safer to stay here that didn't seem to be in their eyes than to move poorly.