The sun was shining brightly, not too hot or too scorching. Fishing in the sun on the sea, when the weather was already warm before it even started to get warm, was the most comfortable thing to do.

"..."

"Hmph hmph hmph~"

"..."

"..."

While fishing, Yinla looked at the three siren leaders and Satan Ye around him and asked with some confusion, "Why are you all staring at me? Aren't you fishing for your own fish?"

In response, the Naga leader, who was also staring at Yinra, said very honestly and bluntly, "We want to see if you can catch something else strange..."

"???"

Why? I only fished up one treasure chest that had been sealed away for who knows how many years, right? The leaves inside weathered as soon as they came into contact with air. Why do you have this "Ira will definitely fish up something weird" look on your face?

As Yinla thought this, he shook his head helplessly, then felt his fishing rod get caught on something, and he stood up abruptly... causing everyone else to tense up as well.

Alright! Yinla pulled hard! And then came a beautiful lift of the rod!

"Shut up~"

As Yinla lifted the fishing rod, a fish thrashing in the air appeared before everyone. Yinla happily unhooked the fish and threw it into the bucket... A great start! A great start!

Even if there are no further gains, at least it won't be considered an empty shell.

"..."

Yinla looked around and noticed the mixture of surprise and disappointment in everyone's eyes. He was speechless... Why did he have to fish up such strange things as treasure chests?

What kind of image do I have in everyone's eyes?

Seemingly noticing Ira's expression, Shirina said with a smile, "That's because, in everyone's eyes, Lady Ira, you're someone who can create miracles... Ugh!"

!

"

Almost the instant she finished speaking, pale-faced Sirina leaned her head out of the deck again and vomited violently... By this time, she had vomited everything out of her stomach, so she was just vomiting bile.

If it weren't for the succubus's strong constitution, she might have already fainted.

"So, if you're really feeling unwell, you don't have to come."

As Yinla spoke, he helplessly rested his chin on his hand, looking at the chattering orc girls surrounding his fish bucket. He asked for their opinions, "Shall we have a grilled fish party tonight?"

The other orcs certainly had no objections to this suggestion, while the cat orcs seemed quite pleased.

Okay!

"

"yeah!"

"Grilled fish! Grilled fish!"

"..."

Seeing such a happy scene, Sirina, who looked like she was about to die, turned her head away, coughed twice, and said with a smile, "In that case, these children might really not want to leave... Ugh!"

!

If you're really feeling unwell, don't force yourself to talk!

Yinla thought to himself, then reluctantly left his fishing spot, signaling Satan Ye to take over his rod. Then, standing close behind Sirina… under the wide-eyed gazes of the other leaders and orcs, he extended his hand.

Then he vigorously massaged Sylvia's temples... hoping it would help.

While trying to alleviate Sylvanas's seasickness, Illa said, "But for children who have left home, they only realize the meaning of a truly warm place when they actually return home."

At this moment, Sirina's complexion was almost whiter than Senata's... but not in a healthy way. To be honest, Sirina's skin was normally as white and tender as milk.

Right now, it's paler than pale, and if it gets any paler it'll be close to the pallor of a corpse like Vera... Although even so it's not ugly (after all, it's mainly about the face), it's definitely a dangerous signal from the body.

So, is this method of massaging the temples, which generally provides relief, effective for Shirina?

"..."

efficient?

"vomit!

!

It seems that Shirina was just trying to appear to be working, but she still couldn't help but vomit, leaving Ira helplessly to distance herself from her, saying, "If you're still dizzy, don't try to put on a show of 'not letting Ira do useless work'."

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In response, Shirina turned her head, a bittersweet laugh escaping her lips like a flower about to wither, and said, "Haha, maybe what I'm really thinking is, 'I hope Lady Illa will hug me more'?"

"If that's the case, can I pick you up again now, okay?"

"No...no, it's not necessary."

Seeing Shirina's face flush slightly as she stammered and turned back to answer, Ira couldn't help but find it amusing... Why did you say something like that first, only to become shy yourself? Are you Vera?

(Vera: Hmm? I'm in the Demon King's territory, don't poke me.)

After shrugging, Illa turned her head and saw Satanieh looking at him and Sylina with a thoughtful expression. She smiled and tapped her little head, saying, "Satanieh, why are you looking like a little adult?"

Satan Leaf: "Hmm..."

Satan Ye: I can't say.

...

As the atmosphere turned comical, the stubborn girl from before, the one that Yinla had held for so long before finally rescuing, the black cat girl named Taran, softly asked, "Lady Yinla, you just said that 'for children who have left home, only when they truly return home will they realize the meaning of a truly warm place,' is that right?"

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