Fish-Man Island, a ship set sail.
It was no ordinary merchant ship or passenger vessel, but a warship belonging to the Immigration Bureau. Built entirely of metal and shaped like a spindle, it could race silently beneath the sea.
By the front window of the warship's control room, Tesoro quietly gazed out at the sights of the deep ocean.
Monsters could vaguely be seen drifting through the dark waters.
"Pretty fast."
Tesoro remarked.
The warship was practically streaking through the deep sea like the wind. The surrounding monsters were left far behind in the blink of an eye.
"That's because we're currently within a deep-sea current. The ship's own speed, combined with the current's push, naturally gives us this kind of velocity."
Someone beside Tesoro answered.
Tesoro paused, then turned and shot the man beside him a sidelong glance. "So why did you come along too? Shouldn't you be staying on Fish-Man Island with your little girlfriend right now?"
Bright folded his arms, looking utterly calm. "I was worried my good friend might run into some trouble at sea."
"Yeah, that's really..."
Tesoro could not help curling his lips in disdain. "Should I be touched or something?"
"You'd better shed a few tears too. That would make it look more genuine," Bright reminded him.
"Ha."
Tesoro sneered. Turning fully toward him, he looked up at Bright's face. "Tell me straight, Bright. Is there something wrong with Uta?"
"You don't seem like the kind of guy with that much free time."
This ship had set sail to take little Uta home for a visit.
Because the company's recent focus had been on promoting a new film, the idol group All Stars had nothing to do. So Uta, who had been away from home for some time, decided to go back and