On the endless sea, the yacht is as small as a grain of sand in the sea....

'Ou~''Ou~'

Above the yacht, only the seagulls were still circling.

The sound of birdsong came into Gray's ears, and he didn't care about it after going to sea for a long time.

But Jesse beside him was silent for some reason.

Gray turned his head sideways, only to see Jesse quietly looking up at the seagulls hovering overhead

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