Blue sea, blue sky. A girl in orange wanders with a sleek black heavy anchor in hand. May at times likes to travel apart from the Jellyfish Pirates she’s usually with. As she is out for a stroll, in a jovial mood. She thinks about Johnny. Feeling like one day, soon she can swoon the rural man. She puts her index finger to her chin, tapping lightly as she ponders.

“I hope Johnny can see me for the person I am today.. I’m not a kid. If only he can see that, can’t he? I can shop without getting lost, I can cook, kind of.. I got it! Hehehe ~ just gotta try harder!”