"I'm hungry!

Yeah, yeah, that's good. You're happy to be eaten. I know because sometimes I'm so hungry that I'm dying.

"Well, by saying so. Mr. Mita, let's go."

I give sassy instructions - but no one sassy flushes me. Oh, gentlemen, your eyes look disdainful. What's wrong?

"Give it up."

"Yes, Master Bae."

Why am I being persuaded? I don't care about one thing, do I?

Silent pressure from the two of us. I'm not the one giving in to that, but just because I win doesn't make this situation any better. You know, if I left such a wooper-looper-like creature alone, no one would come to relay island.

... no one leans on an island inhabited by mysterious giant creatures...

"Uh, you're a name or a race name or something?

I call on creatures who look like whopperloopers, sur!

"Ah, Elstivan of Szenville"

I got a kake-name for nothing -! Hmm? Schusenville? Huh? Schusenville? I heard it somewhere, Schusenville...

"Bae, what's wrong?

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Give me some time.

"Master Bae?

Please, shut up. I'm fishing for the bottom of my memory right now.

- Schusenville.

I've heard of it. Sure, it must have come out of General Halyar's mouth.

I remember hearing the myth passed down to the mermaid and the name Szenville came up.

Liosto who created the sea. Halsheets that created life. Sanlusus, who created death. And then there must have been seven or eight gods, but I forgot.

Well, whether you're referring to the subordination of Saint Lucas, who created death, or his family, there were five dead dragons in Saint Lucas anyway.

He wouldn't come out of the bottom of my memory with a long name, but only Schusenville was in a shallow place.

For some reason, Schusenville is said to starve to death, rot the sea where Schusenville appeared, and eliminate what he eats.

Are you starving to death? Decay, isn't it? I remember thinking very well. No, I've forgotten before.

I don't know if that's true or false. But if it's true, surely mermaids and fishermen don't lean on it. Because as an abominable dragon, it seems to be even a bedtime story.

"Does Schusenville spoil the ocean?

"That doesn't happen. I'm just enriching the ocean. Because I want to eat a lot of delicious fish."

ES...... If you manage to say something right, it means you passed it by mistake. Well, that's a story. There's a lot of such talk on the ground.

"Do you have a buddy of upakos?

"Ah, that's your name. This idiot, because he's an idiot who can't remember his name."

I don't need that kind of follow-up. And it's not the same thing as not remembering a name, silly. Well, I'd be in trouble if they told me what it was.

"... we, upako..."

If you don't like it, I don't mind Luko. And Co's a kid.

"Upako. Yeah, guys, upako!

I'm happy with something. When you're so happy, Upako looks adorable. Whoa, you look cute.

"I'm sorry..."

For some reason, Mr. Merchant sees Upako with pathetic eyes. Do you want me to make you a puppet?

"Does Upako live here? Any company?"

You mean, Upako is a normal creature, right? There's no weird setup, is there?

"Yeah. I don't live there. We were hiding. Everyone was eaten by that fish."

And we killed it. No, well, I'm dissatisfied with the inclusion of me, but it's the same from a third party. It doesn't matter, so let's accept it. I don't mean it.

"Right. If there's nowhere to go, you wanna come to us? There's a safe ocean where you can relax. Well, we don't have that many fish, so we can only serve dead fish for a while."

Of course, the sea on Blue Island.

"Are you safe? We're weak. I hate big, scary fish."

"It's okay, 'cause there's only fish smaller than you"

Well, from that body, it's a plankton-like fish.

"Hey guys, can I go? I can't do anything."

"I don't mind. Even if you can't do anything."

One or two more of Nettles are not a problem now.

"Then let's go."

Upako, who was snagged by a rock, came down and went into the sea.

"Are you taking him as he is?

"I'll turn it down because I just can't. Mita, buy me an affordable tank. I'll let you in."

"I'm in awe"

And, I thanked him, put out a smug and let someone go buy it.

"Pritzan, turn the upako down and bring him in. I can't fly into that twitchy body."

Poyong Poyong sounds nice, but I can't imagine standing over there. That'll definitely slip.

"I can't help it."

Thankyou.

Fly to the head of the upako with his face and make it smaller with stretching ability.

I kept it as small as I could hold it and came back holding it like a nuigurmi.

"No, I'm not! It's the Ripper I wanted to see! I wanted to see you on that back! Read the air!"

This is why I can't use Real Merchant. Enjoy me more!

"Hehe. I'm sorry about that."

Pritsuman, who placed the upako on the torch, smiled dazzlingly and began shadowboxing.

When I thought I'd had a minute or so, suddenly, I was staring at me.

Khan! and a gong rings in my head.

"I'll entertain you as you wish, Bocay!

"See you in return, asshole!

How comforting. Congratulations.