According to his plan, Mr. Fischer intended to stay in the rental to prepare the next day.
Last night, Mr. Fischer slept in the bed while Moli slept on the sofa; Moli woke up early, while Mr. Fischer was to wake up a bit later.
By the time Mr. Fischer opened his eyes, she was already awake, but she didn't get up until he did. As he sat up in bed, he found her lying gently on the sofa, her hands placed on her abdomen, gazing at the ceiling.
Her blue hair spread out over the sofa, with a few strands touching the ground. The whale-man's tail hung slack from the side of the sofa, giving her an utterly serene and docile look.
Above all, her clean, makeup-free beautiful face was the most eye-catching, pristine and endearing like a jasmine blooming in the sea.
Seeing Mr. Fischer awake, she blinked her eyes innocently, smiled without moving, and said,
"Good morning, Mr. Fischer..."
"...Good morning."
