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We gotta get the grill we used in our old shop up and running. It's almost been a year since we've set up a booth, but it's definitely going to be popular today!

Sandworm legs? But no one supplies that nowadays.

I found a seller at the fair earlier. I kept some for you, in the fridge behind the guitar!

Really? —Awesome!

Phew—Mr. Tom, I've got your cold drinks here! Anything else I can help you with?

Thank you so much, sweetheart. You've been so busy helping me with so many things. Here, this cone is for you!

Thank you~

Are you guys going to sell barbecue again?

It's for a party tonight.

A party? Why haven't I heard of it?

Let's all meet up before everyone from the shopping district moves! We won't know when we'll see each other next, or when we'll open another shop.

Be careful with the fire, everyone! And stay safe! Don't go too close to the beach at night!

I'll do my best with anything else that needs doing!

Didn't you come here for a vacation with Swire?

Ah, after spending a few days here, I think it's more fun this way!

Hello... May I know how much this harmonica costs?

You can have it, if you like. But if you want an instruction book or something, then I'll take some of your money. Haha, that's how I make sure the people who buy instruments learn to play them!

Do you know how to play the harmonica, sir? What's it like?

Course I do! The feeling of playing the harmonica, huh...?

It feels like the wind. When it blows through the leaves and they make that rustling sound, it feels like stepping on a beach with the seawater slapping the sand around. That's what it feels like.

You'll know it too when the smoke from my grill rises and the strings on my guitar move.

Come, eat anything you want. Feel free to bring your own meat too, I can help you grill it!

Hold on, I have some leftover streamers from the time I moved out, just wait a sec while I bring them here!

Wait, I'll come too!

Enis, help me bring these over to the party.

Woah. Aren't these wine bottles from your collection? Feeling generous today?

Just treat it as a goodbye to the shopping district, and Old Siesta too.

When I was a kid, the adults used to say that the volcano would erupt one day. And now, we're really leaving this beach and moving to a new home in the nomadic city.

All homes end up demolished someday. Even this magnificent, sturdy nomadic city has no way to 'live' longer than that volcano.

Now that the volcano's waking up, Siesta can't sleep in anymore, we should just move along with the nomadic city.

That's pretty transparent of you. So are you still sad to leave the shop...?

What difference does it make? Even if I know there's no choice, I still have to prepare my goodbyes.

I think about that a lot, and still can't figure it out... I don't know where's the most meaningful place to be.

If I go, then does that mean...?

When I was your age, I wasn't thinking so much about such things.

My head was full of places I wanted to run off to, I wanted to get to know all kinds of people, play all kinds of rock music, learn local languages and figure out how to fit them into a song.

You know yourself, it was those days that I met Chuck in Siesta.

We wanted to see the beautiful 'White Volcano' people kept talking about, but we spent months wandering the beach and volcanoes with no luck.

And just as we were about to leave Siesta to continue chasing the legend, we found in a corner of the Fashion Street, a baby sleeping soundly.

So we stayed in Siesta, opened a bar, Chuck continued his travels while I decided to hang back and see what this kid would grow up into. And here we are.

If we hadn't found you, the 'White Volcano' would have been just a name on a legend.

Later, we adopted Lut, and then Liv... you've all been growing up, and you've also stopped laughing as much as you used to.

But on that day of the trade fair, all the surfboards from the shop disappeared, and the three of you looked so flustered, drenched in hot spring water, but you looked so, so happy. Tell you the truth, I was happy too.

In that moment, I was thinking it'd be nice if some of these changes let our family stay as happy we've ever been.

After all, I care more about you kids than the White Volcano.

I also want to wait until the White Volcano's done renovating, then I'll...

Leave it for now. Our old friends can't wait any longer, so go bring the booze over, Enis.

It's fine, kiddo. No need to worry about me.

Whether you want to stay here, or go see what's beyond Siesta—whatever your plans, just go for it, like I did when I was your age.

If you wait till the strings are loose, you won't get to play the songs you want to sing!

Enis...

Eyjafjalla, why aren't you joining them?

I'm not good at dancing... and it's still a bit difficult for me to keep up with the rhythm...

Hmm... Well, then I'll keep you company for a bit. We can chat.

The last time you came to see me, you said you were experiencing hallucinations and seeing sheep. I thought the hallucinations were some kind symptom of Oripathy, but back then... I saw it too.

It was small and warm, leaning on my chest, listening to my heartbeat... I'm sure I saw it, and even felt it too.

It's so strange... I don't know why, but it makes me suddenly think about my mom... even though I've never met her.

Eyjafjalla, just what was the sheep from that day...?

...I had a dream where I was wearing Mutti's protective gear, played with two little sheep for a whole night, and they spoke to me a lot.

That dream felt so familiar... it was just like when I was a little girl, together with my parents...

Some fireworks suddenly explode a little distance away. The sky is not yet dark, and the smoke leaves a long trail.

The children who sneakily set off the fireworks run away laughing, followed by their parents, laughing as they scold their children.

When I was little, I didn't have much chance to play like that with my parents.

They spent all their time on volcanoes, so I fell in love with volcanoes too. But since that day I've been thinking, they're still climbing, even now, aren't they?

Perhaps my mother is still doing what she liked to do...

But Eyjafjalla, isn't it strange for me to be thinking like this...?

I keep thinking these last few days, it would be great if I could see that sheep again. Or if I could dream about it, like you were talking about.

Have you... seen that sheep again since?

No, it was the last one I saw...

Hey—Ladies! Enough sitting over there, come on over and have some barbecue!

Her barbecue is really tasty! Eyjafjalla, did you try it the last time you were here?

I don't remember... The last time I visited, Ceylon was still all huffy and puffy.

Hey, that's ancient history! Let's not bring it up.

Eyjafjalla, what are your thoughts on Siesta on this trip?

Compared to last time, it's... much more relaxed, and more romantic too.

You should visit more often, as long as your health permits.

You'll be able to see it then, a better and better Siesta, thanks to the joint efforts of so many.

The two of them stand on the barrens, looking toward the sea. They can vaguely make out the shadows of some volcanoes.

When do you think they'll erupt?

When it happens, there'll be so much more work to do.

Yes. And when that time comes, we'll do a great job ourselves.

Or maybe, we'll get to see the little sheep again?

Hello, Professor Keller...?

...Alright, I'll heading back now!

What's the matter?

There's a little problem with the volcano observation data...

Is it going to erupt sooner?

The data fluctuates a lot, so maybe it's just an anomaly, but...

If there's really a problem, we'll make a broadcast. I'll be counting on you if it comes to that, Ceylon.