In the square of the greenhouse, the warmth that had not been felt for too long made the faces of the refugees regain some blood.

The crowd gathered, and Northford stood in the ranks, looking up at the tower in the depths of the night.

Perhaps noticing his actions, Johnson walked up to his side.

"Will you go and save them?" Staring at the lights on the tower, which not even the wind and snow could conceal, Northumber asked.

"Do they need to be saved?" Johnson asked rhetorically, looking sideways at Northford.

"I don't know." Northumber shook his head and replied.

"I don't know." Johnson tugged at his mouth and smiled bitterly: "But I'll try to apply for the greenhouse radio to ask them, and as long as they are willing to enter the greenhouse, we will accept them." ”

"What if they don't want to?" Northumber calmly withdrew his gaze, and half-loudly, turned his head to look at Johnson and asked.

"So." Johnson said, putting his hands in the pockets of his coat, tilting his head back and smiling at the distant sky.

"I'm going to look forward to their fight."

Because it's bound to be full of epic splendor.

For the first time in decades after the Dark Ages, the people of the city will have the courage to challenge disaster once again.

······

Johnson left, presumably to contact Greenhouse Radio.

So, half an hour later, when the singing on the tower died down for a moment, a clear announcement was made from the greenhouse to the entire ruins.

"Notice, notice, this is the fifth greenhouse in the west, this is the fifth greenhouse in the west, due to the intensification of the wind and snow disaster, the region has temporarily decided to accept all the people outside the country and give basic humanitarian shelter. Please go to the main entrance of the greenhouse immediately, we will accept you, repeat, we will accept you. ”

"Notice, Notice······

The broadcast was played three times, and naturally it reached the ears of Liz and Yanagihara.

But when Yanagihara looked at Liz with an inquiring gaze, Liz just smiled and spoke into her microphone.

"That's really good news, isn't it, at least a lot of lives will be safeguarded. So if you are in the ruins, please go to the greenhouse immediately, they will help you survive the blizzard. And we will continue to sing for you here until the night passes. ”

Faced with Liz's speech, Yanagihara shrugged his shoulders unexpectedly.

Apparently, she had grown accustomed to Liz's mindset.

This is probably because she herself is not a normal person.

In response to Liz's response, the radio in the greenhouse was silent for a while, and then slowly opened the communication and continued.

"Liz and the original band, you can go into the greenhouse and sing."

Their voices were solemn, with a hint of emotion that they could not be heard on the usual radio.

"I know." Liz said, her voice echoing through the city through the ruins.

"We can, but what's the point?"

No one can answer this question, because only Liz herself knows the answer.

Only she knows why she had to hold a concert like this.

"That wouldn't make sense, would it, if it weren't for the catastrophe."

The girl said this, walked to the front of the stage, held the guitar in her hand, and stood in the direction of the wind and snow in an extremely haughty manner.

"So watch us, we will not die in the snow, we will sing until the dawn of tomorrow. So please look at us, we will not die in the snow, we will interpret the meaning of our singing. ”

"So watch us, or sing with us."

Liz's voice faded into the snow, and the silence of the city echoed her.

In the silence except for the sound of the wind, the girl smiled shallowly, turned her head to look at Yanagihara and asked.

"So, even if so, would you like to help me, Hara?"

"What have I been doing before if I didn't want to?" Yanagihara raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and asked rhetorically.

"Thank you······"

"You're welcome."

"So." At this time, the sound of the radio in the greenhouse came again.

"Trust us and sing as hard as we can, Liz."

This time, even Liz was stunned for a moment.

Yes, she didn't expect that anyone else would actually recognize her madness.

She didn't expect that anyone else would remember her name.

"Huh." In the roaring wind, the girl smiled in a trance, then turned her head and looked at the wind and snow in the sky, hooking the corners of her mouth and said.

"In this way, I will sing until the day the world reopens, and I will sing until the snow melts."

This is a singer, a promise to his fans.

"Z!" The high-pitched sound of the guitar sounded again, with a noise enough to make the wind and snow panic.

"Let's continue the party."

And of course, why not?

The people in the greenhouse looked up with their heads up, smiling and staring at the colorful light in the distance.

We have been waiting for a long time.

The owner of a tavern moved all the junk liquor from his shop to the street outside, with signs saying that the price of alcohol would be halved, soldiers with guns were dispatching emergency supplies around the city, greenhouses keepers were standing by the windows shaking their glasses, and refugees were holding torches in their hands.

This snowy night is still very long, but at this moment, people feel that it is not long enough, and even worry that it will be fleeting.

Because people have waited so long for such a moment, they have been silent for countless days and nights.