"No, Meow-chan, what should I say to you?"
A new week, Monday, clear skies, not a cloud in sight, it's a good day to sail out to sea.
The deep blue seawater carried a salty, moist scent towards Yan Huan, who sat hugging her arms on the deck of a high-speed jet boat and glanced at Meow-chan beside her.
"Meow?!"
Meow-chan widened its eyes and pointed a paw at itself.
"I'm talking about you..."
Yan Huan reached out to pinch Meow-chan's ear, saying irritably,
"Can't you just fly for a short while? Do you have to insist on flying from Tokyo south to Yokohama, over a hundred kilometers to Izu Oshima?"
Yes, after wandering around with An Le in the area this morning, Yan Huan realized that the island where they spent the night was a somewhat obscure tourist spot called Izu Oshima.
Although they could take a high-speed jet boat back to Tokyo, the journey would take nearly two hours.
