Giovanni loved the sea.
The Sun was warm, but hot. The sea was cold, but refreshing. Everything in the world had its merits and flaws, and this world contained not only land but also the sea. The flow of the sea breeze was distinct.
It was only natural, then, that he had come to hold the merfolk in his heart.
“Aria.”
With familiar bare feet, Gio walked across the surface.
“You know this already. I cannot swim.”
“You truly are a peculiar human, Teacher.”
Splash….
The mermaid’s fin lightly splashed the water.
“On that planet, humans who could not swim were exceedingly rare.”
“For some reason, I did nothing but sink.”
“You must relax your body. Only then can you speak with the sea.”
“Perhaps I was already satisfied with the company of all of you.”
“You say such embarrassing things with ease.”
Aria asked,
“Are you certain it is all right to come this far out?”
A pale, slender hand encircled Gio’s leg.
“A mermaid might devour you.”
“Ahaha….”
Giovanni clasped that cold hand.
“That would be pleasant too.”
“…….”
“Would you teach me how to swim?”
“…Yes.”
Aria clasped that cool hand in return.
“Let us do that.”
Splash—.
Led by the mermaid, the priest fell into the sea.
“This happened once before.”
Holding the lukewarm body in her…
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