Whoosh, whoosh~~~
The boundless sea stretched before them, waves rolling and crashing as the howling sea breeze carried the faint sound of several high, melodious bird calls.
"We should be getting close to the Land of Whirlpools."
On the deck, Kakashi looked up at the seagulls circling overhead and gently rolled his neck.
Itachi Uchiha stood beside him, gazing around as well.
As for Might Guy, he was currently draped over the railing like a ribbonfish, his upper and lower halves flapping in the wind. He was dancing and throwing up at the same time, retching nonstop.
"Guy, it's been two days. Are you sure you're all right?" Kakashi looked helplessly at his... green buttocks.
"N-no... I'm... urgh~~ fine." Guy replied weakly, his face deathly pale. "I just need to throw up a little more, and I'll be okay."
"Captain Kakashi, there it is—the Land of Whirlpools!" Itachi suddenly pointed at a tiny black speck on the horizon.
As the ship rapidly approached, the speck grew larger and larger, and larger still... until it looked green?
I must be seeing green after staring at Guy's butt for too long. Kakashi rubbed his eyes and looked again. It was still green!
"Hey, hey. Is that really the Land of Whirlpools?" Kakashi asked, looking puzzled.
Ever since the Land of Whirlpools had been destroyed by a coalition of nations decades ago, the island had been completely abandoned. It wouldn't have been entirely devoid of vegetation, but it certainly shouldn't have been as lush as it was now.
"Could we have gone off course?" Itachi turned to a sailor at the helm.
"Impossible. We're all seasoned sailors. We couldn't have taken the wrong course!" the sailor hurriedly protested. "That island has to be the Land of Whirlpools!"
Kakashi was about to say something