Saiyan stowaways on the Ark

"I don't understand you guys."

Although they were talking, Skadi would occasionally turn around and swallow the watermelon in her hand as quickly as she drank water.

Then he casually tossed it onto the nearby melon seed mound, adding to its height.

"So that sense of oppression wasn't used for doing lewd things?"

She pressed on again in a calm tone, seemingly because the melon had been eaten, she stood up, shook the juice off her hands, and gently patted her belly, which showed no signs of bloating from overeating.

"...Of course not, is it necessary to make it so complicated?"

"That's a really strange request, it's enough to make you dizzy."

Skadi was able to say so much because, despite not being a Deepsea Hunter, she possessed an unreasonable power that didn't match her physical body, something Skadi had already sensed.

However, she had no idea how much Tomat actually weighed.

After all, Skadi didn't care about collecting rumors unrelated to treasures, and she hadn't heard of any of the rumors that were rampant on Rhodes Island.

On the other side, Tomat seemed to have a different opinion of Skadi because Skadi was eating without changing her expression in a place that was not too far from where she had released her aura earlier.

Being able to sense their presence, and remaining largely unaffected at this distance...

Perhaps she is more powerful than she appears to be?

But now is not the time to keep Frostnova on your body because of a little curiosity.

"It's quite strange, but she was a great help to me."

Although Tomat still held back—in a posture of unleashing his full power, in the posture of a giant ape—he did reveal something deeper than before at Frostnova's willful request.

And she also proved with her actions that even if no one is qualified to forgive his past, there are still people who can accept him as he is now.

His feelings were complicated, but Tomat knew that among these complex emotions was more relief and gratitude, and as for the rest... he didn't dwell on it.

"I'm not talking anymore. I'll find a place for her to sleep. You call..."

Thomas didn't intend to continue the conversation. Although Frostnova herself was unconscious, it was really impolite to keep holding her and talking to others here.

The weary Froststar needed a soft, comfortable bed, not his stiff arms.

He said a brief goodbye to Skadi, but then became speechless as he realized he hadn't remembered her name.

"...Skadi, what, you really won't do anything weird to her?"

She introduced herself in a flat tone and with a skeptical look.

"Why do people always assume I would do those things... Also, my name is Thomas."

Tomat continued to deny the other party's conjecture while stating his own name.

Despite having eaten so much watermelon, Skadi still retained her sense of responsibility for cleaning up the trash and keeping the beach tidy. Seeing Tomat turn and leave, she began to clean up the pile of trash next to her.

"...Why do you think that? That's a good question."

Upon receiving Tomat's response, Skadi seemed to realize that the man before her was similar to herself in some ways.

"You can feel it, right? With your sensory abilities, you should understand roughly how strong I am."

This is an undisguised display of confidence in one's own abilities.

This kind of question was a bit awkward for Tomat.

It is indeed very strong, but that depends on the standard.

However, Tomat responded to Skadi with a reply that wouldn't offend anyone:

"...Is he pretty strong?"

Do you think it's strange of me cleaning up this pile of trash?

Skadi continued asking, pointing to the pile of melon rinds that were taller than herself.

"It is a bit strange. You can completely avoid cleaning. I don't think anyone in this area has the power to punish you for this, unless you accept it voluntarily."

As he said these words, Tomat also understood the meaning behind Skadi's words.

"So I also find it strange that you don't do 'the things I suspect'."

Skadi crouched down and picked up the small hill in one swift motion—the juice that hadn't completely dried dripped down the seams and stuck to her clothes, but she didn't seem to mind getting her clothes dirty.

She went to a nearby trash can and forcefully stuffed it in.

That trash can was bearing a load that its capacity should not have allowed it to carry.

Skadi hastily wiped her hands with the silk scarf on her clothes, turned around, and continued to stare intently at Tomat with her calm, deep red eyes, then said:

“You and I are both people who have the ability to ignore the rules and regulations on this dry land, but we didn’t do so.”

"It's not that we're afraid of the trouble that comes with breaking the rules, because we're capable of handling any trouble. We comply simply because we want to."

“But people who don’t have these abilities often question our rule-following behavior, don’t understand why we don’t do what they would do if they had the same power, or think that we follow the rules for ulterior motives.”

"So I understand how you feel, being looked at differently because of the power you possess, and you understand that too, right?"

Tomat understood Skadi's meaning; after all, there are plenty of people who don't understand "the ability to ignore the rules yet abide by them."

She was surprised that she didn't do anything indecent, just as Tomat found it strange that Skadi was cleaning up trash, only to a lesser degree.

However, he was actually more impressed by the fact that this seemingly quiet girl could speak so much in such a profound tone.

"You are more talkative than you appear."

Tomat spoke his mind frankly, and Skadi seemed to realize that she was expressing far more insincere sentiments than usual when facing someone who "could understand her."

It doesn't mean "understanding literally," but rather being able to empathize with what you're being described, under the same identity or situation.

The people on land did not understand the technological capabilities of the Agorians; what they considered convenient was, in her view, far inferior to their former standard of living.

The people on land were not as powerful as her. Countless warriors who praised her could only be driven away by their own greatswords, like clowns on a stage.

The only person who might understand these things doesn't speak human language all day and likes to treat me with contempt.

But now she has met another person who understands her—someone who made Skadi realize that the other person might be like her just by their aura. Of course, this is also thanks to Frostnova's request, otherwise Skadi would not have known that Tomat possessed such a huge aura.

Although there wasn't much to be thankful for or expect, and the initial encounter wasn't very pleasant, it wasn't something she was repulsed by overall.

It's neither an Agorian nor a deep-sea hunter.

To use a certain Chinese expression, Tomat, who revealed his true self, gave Skadi the feeling of "love at first sight".

"I can tell you're in a hurry, so I won't keep you any longer. However, I have one last question."

Skadi gradually walked towards the tide reflecting the starlight, her feet slowly sinking into the rolling waves, as if she intended to wash away the grime on her body right there.

"But my power to disregard the rules has brought misfortune. What has your power brought? My power is used to combat calamities. What is your power used for?"

"Aren't these two questions clearly?"

Watching Skadi sink into the sea, no longer responding to Tomat's bargaining words, Tomat began to think about the answer that suited him best.

Although there is probably an insurmountable difference in strength between the two, it doesn't seem to make much difference in Terra.

If Frostnova's empathy with Tomat stems from her past experiences and observations...

The empathy between Skadi and Tomat stemmed from various factors within themselves.

"My power brought nothing, but it caused a lot of disasters."

Skadi didn't express much emotion when she described the misfortune she brought, and neither did Tomat.

For them, such a thing is nothing but resistance, and certainly nothing to be proud of or boast about.

"As for what it will be used for..."

At this point, Tomat paused, while Skadi, who was floating on the tide, turned her face to the side on the water, looking at Tomat with her face hidden by her wet hair.

"It was meant for fighting."

As soon as she finished speaking, Skadi gracefully flipped over in the shimmering water, her raised arms creating sparkling splashes that washed away all the dirt clinging to her body.

"Fight against what?"

Skadi, who had said she would only ask one question, then threw out a third one.

Then, it suddenly straightened its upper body, squinted its eyes, and leaped onto the waves, like a noble sea beast recorded in legends.

She jumped onto the beach, her feet landing lightly like nimble film, leaving deep footprints.

"I don't know either. By the way, did the whole beach shake just now?"

Tomat turned to look at the palm leaves still swaying near the beach.

That's your misconception.

"Boom."

As soon as Skadi finished speaking, a coconut rudely rolled off the tree and onto the ground.

As if deliberately ignoring the embarrassing issue of her weight, Skadi approached Tomat, wringing out her long, flowing hair as she did so. She fixed him with her deep red eyes, then, maintaining her calm tone, asked:

"Since you don't know, after settling that Carter, how about some exercise after dinner? Maybe I can tell you where your power, which you don't know where to use, can be used."

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*In reality, orcas are indeed talkative, and they swear about 70% of the time.

[Main Text] Siesta's Hottest Holiday: Chapter Thirty-Three - More of a Dance Than a Martial Arts Trip

"arranged?"

Despite having plenty of time to change into more suitable clothes, Skadi still wore the swimsuit that was at best "not hindering her activities".

Tying up her extremely long hair seemed to be the only indication that she was taking the upcoming event seriously.

Skadi watched as Tomat walked towards her from the other side of the beach—he was wearing the same shirt that wasn't suitable for high-intensity movements.

"Yeah, I ran into a colleague at a nearby hotel. She's an elite operator, and since we're all girls, I asked her to help look after us."

Tomat patted his shoulder and slowly walked toward where Skadi was.

"Oh, and I also saw Grani comforting Bob, who was crying terribly. His tears almost filled his helmet. I guess his business failed."

"Let them be on their own for a while."

Skadi didn't react to Tomat's additional remarks; she simply turned her face toward the sea.