It was already the evening of the following day, and night was about to fall. On the still bustling streets of the Gran Tesoro, the blind Fujitora, the fish-man Hatchan, and the mermaid Camie stood facing one another, completely at a loss as to what to do next.
"..."
"..."
"..."
They'd had their fill of fun, food, and sleep aboard the Gran Tesoro, so now all they could do was look at one another, with no idea how to make further plans.
"Hatchan?"
"Shouldn't we go meet up with everyone soon?"
They'd already made several million berries and enjoyed a day and a night of luxurious living. Seeing that night was about to fall on the second day, Camie was the first to speak up, realizing they couldn't keep this up forever.
"You're right."
"We should probably meet up with them soon. But this city is so huge—where do we even look?"
"What do you think, Fujitora?"
The Gran Tesoro was enormous. Hatchan glanced around, feeling utterly lost and having no idea what to do.
"..."
"I'm blind. Is it really appropriate to ask a blind man about this?"
Fujitora shook his head and let out a rueful sigh.
"Ah!"
"Then..."
"What should we do?"
Hatchan scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed, and was now completely stumped.
"Ugh!"
"Captain Annie never even made it clear when or where we were supposed to meet up!"
Camie thought it over, then grew a little dejected. Naturally, she pinned the blame on their unreliable childlike captain.
"Here's an idea!"
"Why don't we just go back to the Sunny and wait?"
"They'll have to come back eventually, right?"
Fujitora might have been blind, but he wasn't clueless. Seeing that Hatchan and Camie seemed to be having trouble thinking things through, he sighed