Just as Iori and his group were interviewed.

"Ah Yeh."

On the small fishing boat, Shino Sano, wearing an orange life jacket, covered her mouth and nose, and was slightly stunned.

His eyes were inexplicably looking towards the shore.

"What's wrong? Koshino."

On the other end of the fishing boat, an elderly but still energetic old lady was also wearing a life jacket, holding a small stainless steel basin in her hand, and sprinkling dragon beard grass into the sea little by little.

Hearing Shino's sneeze, he turned his head with great concern, his voice was gentle:

"Have you caught a cold?"

"It's okay! Mrs. Nohara."

Hearing this, the little fox senior who was covering his mouth and nose, with his long and narrow eyebrows and eyes outlined with his smile. The corners of his eyes were curved, and his smile was gentle and kind, and he was very friendly. While speaking, he bent his arms, pretended to be powerful, and said deliberately:

"I'm very strong!"

"Young people should not be too arrogant."

Mrs. Nohara's voice was a little hoarse, with a unique sense of vicissitudes after getting older, and she said carefully: "Even in summer, the wind on the sea is not so good."

"alright."

After the last hand of dragon beard grass in his hand was sprinkled, Mrs. Nohara put down the stainless steel basin in her hand and gently knocked off the vegetable leaves in her rough palm: "This is the last place."

"yes!"

Shino Sano carefully recorded the relative position from the shore at this time, and then drew the corresponding sketch on his mobile phone.

There are dozens of feeding points recorded on the sketch representing the ocean plane.

While driving a small fishing boat towards the shore, Mrs. Nohara turned her head and smiled kindly: "Shino, are you planning to participate in this year's sea women's festival?"

“Eh?”

Shino Sano was busy sorting out the feeding locations in the Asaea breeding area recorded in the past few days. He couldn't help but feel a bit of guilty blushing on his face like a thief caught at the crime scene.

But looking at the kind smile on Mrs. Nohara's face, she asked with a little nervousness: "Mrs. Nohara, can you see it?"

"Of course~"

Mrs. Nohara's wrinkled face grinned and teased: "How many years do you think I, Opasan, have been on the sea for many days. A little girl of your age, followed us fish farmers to feed them for several days. It's time like this...it must be only for the sea girl!"

Shinno Sano suddenly had the urge to cover her face.

In the past few days, she has been inquiring about the unique social talent of the working emperor on the coast for a long time, and then she learned that even in the breeding area, various fish will have different tendencies to gather according to the feeding location of the fishermen.

For this reason, I spent only several days in a row inquiring with the boat while the fishermen were feeding.

Unexpectedly, these veterans saw through this purpose at once.

Thinking of this, Shino Sano couldn't help but even become cautious in his tone:

"Mrs. Nohara...I'm not cheating, right?"

The old lady smiled and blinked at her: "Don't worry! Koshino~ I won't say it!"

"No, is that okay?"

"Anyway, the grand prizes for the sea girls' sacrifices in recent years are not bonuses or something?" Mrs. Nohara looked indifferent, "What is the reward this year?"

When Sano Shino heard this, she felt a little embarrassed in front of the old lady, so she leaned into Mrs. Nohara's ear and whispered:

“Yes, it’s a three-day tour of the villa in the uninhabited island.”

“Oh oh ~~”

The folds on the old lady's face were even more layered, and her tone was full of jokes: "It seems to be for her boyfriend~?"

"...Um."

Senior Fox rarely showed a little shy little daughter's appearance. He gently scratched his cheeks with his clean fingertips, and nodded with imperceptible range of movement.

Hearing this, the old lady became excited, rolled up her sleeves, her eyes full of enthusiasm:

"Let's go! Take you there again!"

......

On the other side, Terajima Yukino also stood at the bow of a fishing boat.

Around me are several staff members wearing standard uniforms.

Because the water depth of the shallow sea in the dike is shallow and large fishing boats are difficult to enter, the fishing boat uses net bag towing method.

From afar, you can only see white fishing boats slashing waves, and the long net bags at the tail end are densely packed, bulging and not knowing what they are dragging.

"Miss, here."

The glasses secretary Ao Aise, who was separated from Terajima in Tokyo, was still dressed in a standard suit skirt, but she had an extra life jacket on her body, and her posture was still neat and respectful.

Yuki Terajima swept around and nodded.

Then, a group of people were busy, and the net bags dragged at the stern of the fishing boat spread out. A large bag of abalone was sparsely spread into the sea, gathering into a ball, and you could see a dark scene from afar.

Looking at this scene from afar, Terajima nodded secretly.

That should be enough, right?

After all the scattered and gradually closed the net, the fishing boat slowly sailed towards the other end of the sea.

......

"That should be enough?"

Kikuji Star Stupida was carrying a bag of abalone he had just bought from the seafood market, and carefully poured it into the basin prepared early, with a smug smile on his face.

"When it comes time to the competition, I will secretly bring these in in with plastic bags, and then..."

"Hehe, uninhabited island, villa, Iori...hehe."

“So smelly.”

"Sister, what does it taste like?"

At the bathroom door behind, a half-old boy covered his nose and frowned, looking disgusted: "Why are you buying so many abalones for? Are you menstrual disordered?"

"Get out!"

......

The Eight Immortals cross the sea, each showing their magical powers.

Compared to the people who were thinking about how to win the sea sacrificial sacrifice, Shiina Iori and the other two could be considered leisurely.

It's nine o'clock in the morning.

As the three of them gradually walked into the commercial street and passed through the Torii at the representative door, the abortion suddenly became dense.

The hot summer day and the crowds of people have created a warm atmosphere called "Festives", which makes the noise around them magnified countless times at once. The shouts of men on the street, the shouts of women who have to raise their tone when talking to their friends, and the unique childish voice of children fills the whole ears, making people even shout out ordinary conversations.

Among them, only a few sounds can break through the obstacles of noise.

"Beebeehhh-Beebeeh-Beebeeh-"

The sharp and harsh sound of blowing sounded from a distance, penetrated the dense crowd and all kinds of intertwined noises, and followed by the ancient shouts.

"Iori—"

Yui, who was so close to him, was almost pressed against Shiina Iori's ears. The little society who had always been cautious in the past seemed to disappear because of being in such a noisy crowd. He gradually became bolder. He reached out and grabbed Iori's arm like Maki, with a hint of excitement on his face:

"Look at that side!"

"It's the sea god's chariot!"

"The opening ceremony of the festival begins!"

"See—"

Shiina Iori had to shout loudly, only in this way could the two people in the crowd talk normally.

Following Yui's fingers, the high chariot raised by forty people together seemed more and more conspicuous among the dense crowd. The darkness was dotted with golden patterns, as if it was moving a small house, you can see it at a glance no matter where you are on the street. The shrine at the top of the sedan chair seemed to be slowly rising and falling with the crowd, surrounded by countless enthusiasm and piety.

"Nini! Keep up!"

Maki, who was pulling Shiina Iori's other arm, also shouted, dragging Iori and Yui forward.

The small team of three people disappeared into the crowd, as if they were throwing a stone into the sea without splashing the slightest wave, and quickly disappeared.

The crowds surrounded by the gods and the band were still slowly moving forward, blowing and beating.

According to previous years' practice, this god's lord would circle the entire town three times, and would not fall until noon and return to the original shrine.

Most tourists just take a look from a distance.

"Huh--"

Shiina Maki breathed a sigh of relief by squeezing her little head out of the dense crowd.

But when he turned his head, he saw Yui's whole body as if he was wrapped in Iori's arms. His face was pressed against his chest tightly, and his feet were slightly kicked off the ground - he almost broke out from the crowd by Iori's whole body.
To be continued...