[July 10, 1506.
While recovering from my injuries, I hadn't practiced Fish-Man Karate, but I'd been doing my best to be a big brother—quietly and patiently comforting my fellow Fish-Men.
I didn't need to wait until I was fully healed to pray to the sea. My role as one of the Light (Sea) Praying People was steadily progressing.
Hiriluk had come by with medicine again today and tried to treat me, but I refused... On top of that, he served me a heaping helping of "chicken soup" every day!]
[July 16, 1506.
My injuries were gradually healing, and I could move around normally. I still wasn't quite ready to throw proper punches, though, so I practiced my stance and threw a few light punches every day.
Hiriluk had also realized my condition was stable. A few days ago, the old man had been more worried about my injuries, but today, he was equally concerned about the Mermaid young lady and his patient...]
[July 18, 1506.
Our group of Fish-Men had been living on Drum Island for a long time, and we'd started to attract some attention. Lis and Vina, the two older sisters who could transform their tails into legs, looked no different from humans and could talk to the nearby residents, but even so, we'd inevitably made people wary.
Lately, I'd noticed that people from the nearby village had been sending someone to keep an eye on us. They hadn't taken any further action for now, but we'd better stay on our guard. Starting today... I'd tentatively resume training.
Five hundred watts, 300 punches, complete!]
[July 21, 1506.
Five hundred watts, 1,000 punches, complete; 200 punches underwater... too cold. Until my body recovered further, I'd stick to training on land.
Prayed to the sea and received