Alice emerged from the captain's cabin. The surrounding pirates had already dispersed. Her eyes shifted slightly as she began searching the ship for Amon's three parts.
Amon, where are you... No, Yodson, Dunn, Bru Walls, where were you all again?
A pirate ship combining magic and technology did not require every crew member to remain at their posts. Most of the time, just one or two people working was enough—so Alice quickly found Yodson slacking off.
He was genuinely fishing. When Alice approached, he was hauling an oversized children's fishing net from the water, with three large fish flopping about inside.
"Want to give it a try?" He turned around, spotted Alice, and invited her.
After Alice stared at him for two seconds, one of the three fish still struggling in the net suddenly leaped up, flicked its tail, sprayed him all over with fishy seawater, and regained its freedom.
Alice immediately clutched her stomach and laughed out loud.
Yodson wiped the water from his face, gave Alice a thoughtful look, and asked curiously, "You did that?"
"Don't talk nonsense," Alice said righteously. "Do you have proof?"
Yodson, lacking any proof, fell silent.
Alice promptly turned to flee the scene and look for the next interesting thing, only to be called back.
"Alice? You don't mind if I call you that, right?
"I've always wanted to ask... where exactly did those clothes you're wearing come from?"
Alice tugged at her clothes, then raised her head and said solemnly, "They are a memorial to my wonderful youth."
Yodson gently reminded her, "You don't look like you've come of age yet..."
Alice hesitated to speak as she glanced at Yodson, then decided to put it more tactfully as well. "The first line of my Honorific Name is, 'Forever Pure Child'..."
"Honorific Name...?"