A middle-aged man stood at the bow of the Liberty, his eyes looking through the telescope at the dark blue sea, his mouth with a moustache, his mouth with a cigar, spitting out a smoke from time to time, but his eyes did not seem to have moved away from the sea. Soon, another young man leaned behind the middle-aged man in order to avoid the cigarette.
"Captain." After hearing the call of the ministry, the middle-aged man did not turn back, but faintly asked a "repaired it?"
"Well, it's not really fixed… Suddenly it's automatically restored."
"Well, then let's go back."
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Chapter 11: Odor
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