"Anyway, that's roughly it." The young man clapped his hands, concluding his introduction to the Ghost Ship and himself.
With his gesture, a gentle yet strong wind blew out, dispelling the haze surrounding the Ghost Ship.
The afternoon sunlight poured over the deck once again, without a hint of reflection.
The Ghost Ship floated quietly on the sea, completely unaffected by the waves.
The Hero also activated the Communication Array on his swimsuit, reporting his safety to the Offshore Nun, and informing her that he would return to the flagship later, before redirecting his gaze toward the young man.
"I roughly understand what you're saying." After listening to the young man's self-description, the Hero's curiosity was initially satisfied, but new questions arose with a golden ripple in his eyes, "But do I really have the possibility of becoming a boy?"
"It's not surprising, is it?" The young man laughed.
