Having successfully avoided a battle with such a powerful chimera, we .

With a rumbling, slurping chimera at our side and a belly on display, we walk past it.

"That's what I'm talking about, Master Will. We made it through without a fight.

"If only mataya was effective on all animals, we wouldn't have to fight.

I guess so. I don't know what it feels like to be drunk, but I'm sure it's pleasant.

And then, after some conventional impressions, the fourth level comes into view.

"Well, we're more than halfway there now. All we have to do now is to defeat the guardians on the fifth level.

"There may be chimera-class monsters in the fourth level.

"Don't say something scary. That's the kind of thing that comes true when you say it.

Sorry.

Well, I'm not angry. What's the fourth level like anyway?

Lunamaría listens, "Wait," and listens carefully.

I hear a sound. It's a rushing river.

"So there's a river here?

"Yes. There seems to be a pool of water in some places. It's probably a lake.

"I see.

When I hear the words "lake, river," my spirits are lifted.

Do you like to play in the water?

Luna Maria asks me.

I don't hate it, but I like fishing more than anything else.

Well, you enjoy fishing?

It's not a hobby. It's my purpose in life.

And that's exactly what Leah said.

In the mountains, there was nothing to do but read and swing my sword, but there were places to fish, so I used to go. I know all the fishing spots in the mountains.

Once, I'll tell you that I was fishing from morning to night and my mother was angry with me.

That's great. That's great. Can you go and catch some fish, now that we're setting up camp?

Are you sure?

I flush.

"Are you sure?　And you're already reaching for a fishing rod in your backpack.

"Oh, really.

Totally, he's a real fishing idiot. Well, okay. Me and Luna Maria are setting up camp, and you can go fish for a nice dinner while you're at it.

"Yes!

And stand there cheerfully.

Seeing the scene, Luna Maria and Leah observe each other's expressions.

The faces of both of them, both of them have the expression of "this is why boys are like this".

It's true that men are very excited when it comes to their hobby.
Yeah. He's always so lively, but when he hears that you're fishing, Will, it's very special.

It's the same old thing. Seriously, now, let's get ready for dinner.

Of course I will, but I can't do anything unless I know what Mr. Will is going to catch.

It's a boy.

"Are you a bad fisherman, Will?

It's not like that. Fishing is mostly a matter of luck, whether there's a fish there or the fish are hungry. I don't have any information about this place, and the odds of not catching a fish are much higher.

Not really. I'm sure Mr. Will will catch a fine trout.

"Bet?

Okay.

So, if Lunamaria's prophecy comes true, you'll have a monopoly next to Will tonight.

Okay. Take care not to catch a cold tonight.

"Come on, girl,

They laughed serenely, like two sisters.

Unaware that the two maidens were having such an exchange, I happily looked for a place to fish.

No, but first, the bait.

We always have a telescoping rod, line and hooks, but we do not always have bait.

First you have to find the bait.

The fourth level is a natural type of field like the third level, with soil.

So I dig into the earth, thinking that if I dig there the earthworm will be there.

I dug into the earth and found the worms. I dug into the soil and found the worms rolling in.

A woman would have screamed at the sight of them, but to me they're all treasure. Looks like a voucher to get a fish.

So I catch the right amount and walk the field with it.



I watch the river. We spent a lot of time fishing at Table Mountain, and the key to fishing is choosing the right spot.

That's all it takes, but now, will I catch it here?

I set the bait on the hook and let the line fall in.
There is a splash and a float.
I listen to the murmur of the river and wait for the float to sink.
Minutes go by and the float doesn't respond.
I wait patiently.
I wait patiently.

It's not so much that I liked fishing, but I liked this time.

I didn't think about it; I just let the line fall in.

I could even put a line in the puddle, in the extreme.

Maybe what I am looking for is a dialogue with nature, a harmony with nature.

I am analyzing myself in this way, but I shake my head.
I shouldn't, I shouldn't.

Today's fishing wasn't a hobby.

This is fishing for my friends' dinner. We must be serious.

I could have stood here for an hour or two, but I pulled my rod and decided to change the point.

I tossed the sodden worm in place, but I wasn't satisfied when the fish splashed and ate it.

...... Well, that's just another example of fishing.

While letting such things out, I change the point.