Silvanus hadn't expected that he would actually find a bathroom.
The floor was decorated with moss, yet it wasn't slippery or dirty in the slightest. A porcelain bathtub shimmered with a faint green glow.
Outside the window, strands of seaweed and drifting algae swayed gently with the current.
Silvanus pulled the curtains closed at once. Looking at himself in the mirror, he couldn't help knocking Vivian on the head once more before quickly turning on the faucet to wash his face.
Water rushed down in clear streams. It was astonishing. He was washing with water underwater, yet the two didn't mix. Instead, it flowed neatly down a separate drain.
Vivian couldn't help mumbling, "This place is insane…"
But the moment it finished speaking, Silvanus had already shoved its body into the sink, slowly scrubbing it clean.
Vivian protested furiously, "You jerk, I'm not a piece of cloth."
