Twenty-four hours were about to pass since the students of the Royal Gran Feria School, Higher Department's two-year S group, drifted onto an unnamed island floating in the Mediterranean Sea.
The madness of the current. Drifting as you dress. Resurrection of the Great Seabeast Kraken. of a ship on the beach, the suspension of the Magic Conductor.
Come on, an incident that just told me to despair struck the young people. Children growing up in greenhouses were caught up in unexpected disasters.
Instead of knives, twenty-four hours on a deserted island is a long time to them without even having changed clothes. The night darkness, the beast, the demon, the hunger, exhausts their bodies and minds.
Before the rescue comes, be sure, the shepherd shows up. That's what they thought for themselves...
"Taka Hiro ~. How about this summer dress? Would burning red and patterns be passionate?
"Yes, yes, you do"
"... Your husband. Swimwear, hoodies, beach sandals."
"Yes, yes, you look great, too."
"Takahiro, is this delicious? Yes, uh."
"Yes...... HI!? Poison Pineapo!?
Four men and women were snooping on the west coast of deserted islands, in front of the students.
Precious man sitting on a beach and sharpening the tip of a wooden stick with a knife. Melissa clung to him and giving him fruit. I'm interested in fashion shows with Yumiel and Luttoo, who live with you.
There's no way you can immerse yourself in a sense of sadness or anything in front of a man or woman dyeing the beach in peaches in the middle of summer. All the students were flying their thoughts in the direction of the day after tomorrow, saying, "The Mediterranean sea is beautiful," etc., in front of the noble university, which is going to proceed with the work with the twinkling.
"All right, I got it. Hey, you guys, get together."
"Yo, Dr. Takahiro-kun!
"... hiuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Guitar, who kicked the asses of the freshly kissed girls, let loose a few tree branches in front of the students who had gathered.
"Now we're gonna use this guy to get fish."
The branches, one meter long and almost in a straight line, are hard to see and the tips are sharp and pointy. The part that seemed to hold the hand was rolled up, and all the extra branches, the skin, had been paid for.
"It's a spear... no, is it?
One student asks a question as she stares at the shivers and branches.
"Yes, it is. I don't have it back, I don't have an ejection device, but, well, if you guys are on the same level, you can handle it with force moves."
A noble man who turns the picked up swing several times with one hand and offers his handles to the other. He grinned, pointing to the beach with the thumb of his other hand.
"Come and get it."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!?
After all, the students, who just thought they could teach me how to handle it, were greatly surprised.
For them, fish is' what you admire ',' what you go up to the table ', not' what you poke at and earn '. Even if they say come get it, they don't even know how to do it. It's called upper-class pediatrics.
"Damn, you guys are good at swimming, aren't you? Dive into the ocean and poke with a poke. Isn't that easy?"
"So, but..."
The King's capital is only facing the sea, and Easwind has diverse skills in water. Underwater breathing skills. Skills of walking on water. Water flow manipulation skills. Easwind develops and holds as many skills as he can think of in terms of water.
In addition, national educational institutions also invest in water practice. In the summer, students acquire rare swimming skills as a result of water drills that take place three or four times a week. Easwind students swimming in the ocean, in the river, and in the pond are often praised as flowing water.
water skills and swimming techniques. If the two combine, unless there's much left to do, there's no drowning. If you don't have to worry about drowning, you should be able to catch one or two of the fish right away.
With that in mind, he threw several of the reluctant students into the sea.
"Valerie. You were good at spears, weren't you? Well, he said he could handle it too. Good luck with that."
Guitar University, who said so, took the remaining students and left the beach.
Sitting back in the shallow waters, the students gather around the Knight Apprentice Valerie to begin consultations.
"What do we do... do we do it?
"We'll have to do it. If you don't do it, the only meal tonight is fruit and grass."
"But can you do it? I've never poked a fish with a stick before."
School-appointed hoodies in seawater pants will cause a range of well-suited boys to lift anxiously.
"Easy. My spears won't dull even in the water. [Aqua Lance] direct from my father is not Dada."
"Ooh!
The boys boiled down to Valerie's reliable words. From their eyes, the red-haired boy, who felt respectful, rose up feeling well and motivated.
"Watch. From now on, I'm going to poke that fish. Not for a minute, I'll be back."
Heh, heh, heh, twice. Valerie activated [walking on water], [breathing underwater] and [quick swim] skills and jumped into the sea with a gorgeous form after some help.
Valerie is fast approaching the big fish swimming offshore with just as flowing water.
In clear Mediterranean waters everywhere, the figure also appeared to be flying, adding to the magnificence, a sense of decay and strength.
"Kura eh! [Aqua Lance]!
Valerie, approaching her goal, protrudes a blue, glowing beam. The effect of [Aqua Lance] eliminated the resistance of the water, and at an unobtrusive speed, it pierced the big gray fish!
And the big fish bounced and flew to the wood end fine dust.
"... All right, next!
"Wait a minute, Mr. Valerie."
A magical water bullet instead of a scratch was unleashed on Valerie, who regained her mind and searched for her next target.
Meanwhile, the remaining students were being taken to the south coast of uninhabited islands by noble daughters.
Unlike the western coast, the coast, which became a three-day crescent-shaped cove, has deep topography that sinks to the chest as soon as it steps into the sea.
Instead, the waves were calm, colorful little fish with herds coloring the coves as they danced and danced.
"Wow..."
To the fantastic sight, the female students showed a lukewarm face.
The male students are male students with hands on their chins and eyes narrowed.
If my wish comes true, I want to cut this cove off and keep it forever. So much so that the students thought so, the south coast of deserted islands was complete as one beauty.
"Oops."
There, if one raft (or raft) of round-tailed assemblies can float, expectations will rise everywhere.
What will begin in this lovely cove? What the hell are we supposed to do?
Velvet, a schoolgirl who raised her chest to anticipation, raises her hand when she looks into your eyes.
"Doctor, maybe, do you fish?
There are surprisingly many aristocrats who have a fishing hobby. Even aristocrats who suppose that hunting doesn't suit their sexes tend to strain them as soon as they fish.
Velvet was one of them. Drop a thread in the gorge and wait for the fish to take place. It doesn't have to take a fish. Fishing doesn't have to go up. For a moment I could be heartless, but she couldn't wait to like it.
If you can spend that blissful time in a place like this...
Sporty and cool girl, Velvet, was unusually excited.
"Um, fishing is fishing... well, is it too soon to try? The guy with the bow, get in the raft."
"Ho. Are we finally here?"
"I was a little confident in my bow arm."
Boys and girls taking a bow out of their personal storage space and playing a little string.
Velvet, who possessed the bow as a Takemen preference, also follows them into the raft.
"So, Doctor. What will be the prey? Are you an aquatic demon?
Velvet also likes the fishing process where he can spend time heartless, but he also likes to fight his prey.
Drag the needled fish up with wisdom and power. The rush always elevates her.
(Using bows and arrows would mean targeting a large prey. Maybe we'll do something like 'Whaling' we've seen in coastal cities before)
He releases an arrow at the whale, punches in a jaw, and finally rides into his back, sticking his sword up.
A big hunt for meat, an act to get fat, but more than that, to make you feel something dramatic.
In Velvet's head, his childhood memories were vividly revived.
"This is how we have fish swimming near the water... Velvet, you hear me?
"Ha!?
Pulling back the velvet that was immersed in memories was the sound of a string ripping through the bottle and sky and the voice of caution of your great nominee.
"Good luck with the rest, then. It's almost sundown, so keep it that way."
"Yes!"
Leaving a velvet that he hadn't heard, Guitar swam off to the banks of the cove.
Each of the remaining students on the raft leads an arrow to the bow and sets their aim toward the sea level.
"Uh... what do you do?
"Didn't you hear that, Mr. Velvet? That's unusual. Look, there's a fish in this cove, right? The teacher told me to go for it."
"Do you want a fish...?!?
As velvet looked next door, quickly, one boy student was releasing an arrow at the fish.
The fish that was sagging near the surface of the water were pierced with arrows through their heads, and each arrow floated to the surface of the water. The boy student, who attracted it with his water flow manipulation skills, shrugged, "That's surprisingly funny..." again, holding an arrow to the bow.
Imitating him, Velvet also leads an arrow to his bow in front of him, and asks him for a fish nearby. Brilliant, arrows hit, fish floated.
Velvet nodded, one big thing while attracting it with his water flow manipulation skills.
(... after all, something different!!
The only thing that seemed to her to be fishing was using fishing rods.
By the time the sun set, the great line and the students had gathered to the west coast.
Students who did not go out to catch fish were coaching former adventurer Noble Daughter, maid Yumiel, and Nojuku professionals, Melissa, to create impromptu kamadoku on the West Coast.
So we set the fire, and burned the nuts that we had gathered in the morning, the fish that we had caught in the sea. The vast majority of students are new to this kind of outdoor experience, and while it is surprising, it sparkles their eyes somewhere with anticipation.
"Look, you definitely burn what you eat outside. Just cook it. Never think about eating it raw or raw."
"Ki, there's a parasite, right?
"That's right. You can eat anything raw. Don't trust what Mad Sister says. If you break your stomach during a shipwreck, don't just make it difficult."
Together with the students who could cook, Camilla and others, while plucking out the fish guts, Nobita talked about the importance of heating.
"… it is fundamental that the burning trees are put together in a mesh form, in order from the burnable ones. Trees and trees must not be placed on top of each other."
"Why is that?
"... the air streets get worse. Your husband taught me that fire doesn't burn without air."
Yumiel, who routinely cooks, gathered nobles like he never lit a fireplace himself and taught him about the basics of ignition.
"This is delicious. It's dusty, it's puffy, and it tastes great."
"Hiya!? Ah, the devil's fish! Devil's Fish!?
"Is that it? What's wrong? Hey, this octopus is delicious, isn't it?
And Melissa was trying to get her into a crisis of incontinence by twisting to Dorothea, poking her touch-arm octopus -.
He shows the state of the Trinity, and drifts even further on the night of the second day. Securing water sources, also knowing how to procure food, students will gain peace of mind and safety.
As it were, if nothing were to happen, Kraken, who is blocking the sea lanes, would be defeated and a rescue team sent to the island. And the II-S students would have made it back to their parents safely.
But this isn't a well-maintained campsite, it's an uninhabited island. Relief leads to alarm and safety easily collapses.
Survival is not sweet enough to manage just because 'food' has been filled. The next crisis was already sneaking up on the II-S students -!