Iwate Prefecture, Northern Sanlu City, Xiao Xiu Coast
By the coast, a row of fishing boats quietly moored on the beach, salmon hung out to dry on the shore;
a breakwater stretching all the way into the sea;
at the end of the breakwater stood a tall white lighthouse;
and beyond, the blue sky and the vast ocean.
Little Lian gaped, gawking stupidly at the scenery before her as her eyes swirled with light, seemingly spinning.
For her, who had lived in a small village all her life and barely seen taxis, the largest body of water she had seen was the stream that flowed through her village.
"Little Lian," Dubian Che said.
Little Lian turned her head, her face still showing an expression of shock.
"What you're now looking at is the Pacific Ocean, which occupies half of the world's ocean area."
"Technically, it's 49.8%," Kiyono Lin was the only one who would say such a thing.
Little Lian stared at the ocean, her childlike voice saying its name, "Pacific Ocean."
