Where We'll Meet Again

Sailing The Seas

Senku accomplished the petrification gadget and started to resuscitate those who're frozen. As he resuscitated everybody independently they got back to their boat, Perseus. Senku and the rest had headed inside the boat and understood that it was a disastrous landscape. Francois, Ryusui's own steward, chipped in cleaning the boat and fixing the wrecked heaps of woods. While the rest were as yet outside the boat gathering data about the island and the gadget, [Y/N]'s body was getting more vulnerable and more fragile and was approached to remain inside the boat and was requested to get a bonding prior to passing out once more. Just before she could rest her brain she heard individuals gabbing from outside. They talked as though they were stunned to hear something surprising. [Y/N] wouldn't actually think often less about hearing others stun screech. She moved aside and continued to close her eyes and drove herself to rest.

Night cam and everybody started to sail to the ocean. As every other person was talking, [Y/N] who had quite recently woke up was distant from everyone else toward the finish of the boat gazing at the profound dim immense sea. Folding her arms as she shifted her head to side, her brain straying. The breeze blowing her hair to the back. Her eyes sleepily gazing at the base. She pivoted and saw Senku moving toward her. Senku gazed at her somewhere down in the eyes and asked her how she was feeling. [Y/N] raised and eyebrow prior to laughing. She deflected her look just prior to answering that things around her are fine and that her alone is fine. Senku laughed and tapped her head. He praised her and complimented her as she had done an incredible assistance. [Y/N] gazed back at him nonchalantly brushing her hair to the back.

Eyes continually gazing as both had felt nearer to one another by and by. [Y/N] snapped out and made a stride in reverse and had deflected her look indeed. Denying the way that things would have returned to how it was utilized to be. She strolled past Senku and disclosed to him the late evening's becoming colder and returned inside prior to coming down with a bug. Senku just gazed at her as she left, similar to the last time. Not trying to stop her by getting her hand or calling her name. [Y/N] got back to see Ukyo holding up by her entryway. He asked exactly the same thing Senku did and answered precisely the same expression. Ukyo by one way or another felt somewhat apprehensive towards [Y/N] realizing that he couldn't secure her through each one of those occasions she was in a tough situation. [Y/N] set her correct palm on his correct shoulder and disclosed to him not to stress a lot over her.

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Morning rose and everybody went on deck to cruise back to Japan to restore Tsukasa. During their move on the ocean, Ukyo and [Y/N] had a private discussion. Ukyo remaining before her, squirming his finger. "I need to reveal to tell you something, [Y/N]", Ukyo gazed at [Y/N], decided in disclosing to her something significant. [Y/N] halted him as he was about to proceed. She brushed her hair at the back and folded her arms. "You can advise me at whatever point you get the boldness to advise me. Try not to come to me disclosing to me something while you're faltering and acting anxious, on the grounds that it will not fulfill both of us", she denied in tuning in to him and left the room. Ukyo looked at her as she left the room and looked at his own hands, conveying a jewelry that is from the cutting edge society. 

[Y/N] met with Taiju and Yuzuriha. "[Y/N], how are you? Does your body hurt? Definitely not, right?" 

Taiju continued posing inquiries however he wanted. [Y/N] laughed answering in gesture. As fine as she looks, she actually have absconds from the fight. [Y/N] looked at Yuzuriha and saw that she was feeling remorseful for abandoning her. From the fight, yet from when they were still understudies. "You truly don't have to feel forced, Yuzuriha. I had issues on my own that I should resolve without help from anyone else", was what [Y/N] need to advise her, yet couldn't murmur the words. Could it be her pride that she was unable to cut down? Or on the other hand the respect that she has left?