On the sea, a violent tremor suddenly surged through the cruise ship, waking all the students who had already drifted off to sleep, aside from a very few diehard sleepyheads.
Towering waves rose across the sea, one spray-tossed swell after another crashing against the cruise ship, trying to overturn the vessel sailing across the surface.
Only after the awakened students stepped onto the deck did they notice that the once-calm sea had turned turbulent, resisting the cruise ship's advance like a tsunami.
"What's happening?!" a student shouted.
The roar of the waves was so deafening that even ordinary conversation required them to yell at the top of their lungs.
"Maybe we ran into a storm?... Or a typhoon?"
The student had originally wanted to say it was a storm. Though the sky was obscured by the night, they could still vaguely tell whether it was raining.
"The weather bureau didn't say there'd be wind at sea, and with a tsunami this violent, how did the captain approve this voyage?"
Captain: ...
He had sailed these waters for so many years, yet he had never encountered such a sudden situation. A typhoon had appeared without the slightest warning.
But there didn't seem to be any particularly strong wind either. Otherwise, how could so many students still be standing safely on deck? And what was going on with that man and woman on the observation deck?
They were sitting there as steadily as if nothing was happening. Did they glue their butts to the seats or something?
On the observation deck, Boruto seemed to have anticipated this. He reached out and placed a hand on Sumire Kakei's shoulder, passing enough Chakra into her to stabilize her body and keep her steady.
The two of them sat firmly in place, forming a stark