Hooked Kiss took out the envelope and money again. Naturally, he was going to write a letter home to report his safety. As he wrote, he began to hum a song. At times like this, his mood was quite good, and even the giant whale tail behind him flapped happily.
Helair, smiling, stood at the stern rowing the boat. Occasionally, he would playfully kick Fisher with his bare foot, or if he got tired, he would make Fisher stand up to row, while he chatted with Tangze Asuka. Of course, Tangze Asuka stammered in front of him, appearing particularly nervous and timid, even avoiding eye contact, as if oppressed by bloodline.
Oh, and there's Necolia.
She was daydreaming, entirely lost in thought, not speaking with the others.
Fisher always felt that this journey had touched her soul, forcing her to think profoundly about the philosophical questions of the Phoenix's life.
Who am I, where did I come from, and where am I going?
Perhaps something like that.
