31 Vol 1. pt. 31 Patch 6.0: The Voyage South (1/2)
Fenrir gets some good distance between the ship and the coast. He wants to be able to relax and enjoy the scenery, maybe practice casting his fishing rod some more, while letting the ship just sail on its own. The more distance between the ship and the coast, the less he has to worry about accidentally beaching it on something.
”Wait, something is wrong here,” Fenrir says, looking over the ship. Rock tilts her head while following behind him. ”Emergency, Rock,” he says despite his voice not sounding too worried. ”She doesn't have a name yet. Every ship needs a name!”
Rock doesn't understand what's happening, but she's happy and wagging her tail anyway!
”Alright, let's brainstorm. How about… The Sea Rock?” he asks, looking down at Rock. She's wagging her tail still and gives a happy bark. However, he thinks it's just because she heard her name. ”I don't think I'd want to be on a ship named after something that sinks to the bottom of water, actually. How about… The Penguin? Nah. I can't double up on names like that, my TV might get jealous.”
Rock stops paying attention and licks her paws instead.
”Should I name her something badass? She's not quite on the same level as The Divine Citadel was, so maybe… The Divine… Shack? Yeah, she's only a shack in comparison to The Divine Citadel, so maybe something else.”
Fenrir's face lights up.
”I've got it! From now on, you're named The Shoebill,” he declares, patting the side of the ship's hull. ”You might not be as awesome as a shoebill is yet, but you'll get there. I'll build you up and make you worthy of the name!”
”Aren't you just naming the ship after a shoebill because you saw an anthropomorphized shoebill anime girl?” Saya asks.
”You're… not wrong, but shoebills themselves are awesome. They're like modern dinosaurs! And they make really cool noises. They're like… the alligators of birds,” Fenrir explains.
”If you say so, Onii-chan.”
”What do you think, Rock? Isn't The Shoebill a great name?” Fenrir asks, crouching down to get Rock's opinion.
Rock gives a happy little bark and then goes back to doing puppy things.
”Two against one, Saya.”
”I never said I was against it!”
”Too late, you lose, we win.”
”You know, I'm technically part you, so if you win then I also win.”
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”Yeah, well, the part of you that isn't part of me loses.”
Saya mentally facepalms.
”The hell are you talking to yourself for, bastard?” Cassiel asks from the entrance to the cabin.
Fenrir's ears and tail shoot up as he spins around to look at her, blush on his cheeks. He was talking out loud to Saya, but she was only talking in his head.
Rock hops up and runs over to her. She jumps up and down against Cassiel's leg as if wanting to get lifted up, but Cassiel resists.
”Ah, I was, uhh, talking to my virtual assistant,” Fenrir explains.
”You know you can do that in your head, right?” Cassiel asks.
”Yeah, but – you know, nobody else was here, so I figured I'd just talk normally.”
She shrugs.
”What're you doing on – oh, didn't you say you had work yesterday? How was it?”
”I'm on to take my mind off of how shitty my shift was. That's why I'm on, and that's how work was,” she explains.
”Relax and take it easy then. I'll be up here if you need anything from me,” he says, figuring that she'd rather have some space from him if she had such a bad shift and just wants to relax.
Instead, she walks up to him and leans over the side of the ship.
”Can I rant?” she asks.
Fenrir is surprised to hear her ask that. He really figured she'd just want some peace and quiet, and he hasn't pegged her as the kind of girl to really talk about real life – assuming that's what she wants to talk about. ”Go for it,” he says.
”Guys are fucking assholes.”
Oh, it's one of those kinds of rants.
”Yeah, we can be sometimes.”
”My boss makes me wear this skimpy shitty little thing that barely covers anything up, and then he says I'm overreacting whenever I complain about guys constantly hitting on me and trying to grope me. Like, what a fucking piece of shit. He's lucky that I need the job or else I'd be out of there.”