44th Floor (1)

I was sitting on the edge of the ghost ship’s deck.

I’d been blankly staring at the giant fishing rod for quite some time now.

Tired of waiting, I said to Teach, who was sitting beside me.

“Isn’t something wrong here?”

“Please be patient, Captain. Fishing is all about the fun of waiting.”

“No, I’ve been waiting forever and it hasn’t even twitched.”

“…It’s only been five minutes, though?”

“Grrrgh! This is boring! I’m bored!”

Letting out a scream of boredom, I started writhing around wildly. I could feel Teach’s pitying gaze from beside me, but I didn’t care.

“This can’t be right….”...