This was a modest cargo ship, primarily crewed by sailors and borers. What stood out most was the ship's captain— a girl of about 16 or 17, with shoulder-length pink hair, a delicate and pure appeara the moment, she stood at the bow, quietly gazing at the calm sea ahead, her expression serene, as if lost in thought.

  Suddenly, a sharp cry echoed through the skies. The girl turned her head, her small mouth opening in surprise, a trace of astonishment fshing in her eyes.

  "That's—!"

  Before her eyes, an enormous white bird lummeting from the sky. What shocked her even more was the figure sprawled across the bird's back—a young man.

  A sharp 'whoosh' sliced through the air. Just as the bird approached within a meter of the deck, it suddenly vanished like a phantom, dissipating into nothingness.

  With a heavy 'thud', the boy crashed onto the deck, causing the wooden boards to crack. A pool of fresh blood spread across the floor where he nded.

  "What's that?"

  "I saw a bird fall, but then it turned into this guy."

  "He looks hurt."

  Rojen's fall quickly drew the attention of the crew. They gathered around, curiosity evident in their expressions.

  The pink-haired girl's face ged as she took a closer look at Rojen. Without hesitation, she called out, "Where's the ship's doctor? Quickly, get the ship's doctor! Someone's injured!"

  Chaos erupted on the ship as shouts carried her and. Soon, an elderly man was dragged over by a younger crew member.

  "Sefiya, what now? You know this old man isn't in the best shape. My body 't handle you pulling me around like this," The drumbled as he made his way through the crowd.

  Ign his pints, Sefiya's clear voice rang out, "Fred, take a look at him— he seems seriously hurt!"

  Fred finally squeezed through the onlookers and saw the unscious Rojen. His brows furrowed as he ied the boy.

  "Where'd this kid e from? His clothes are , so he doesn't look like he washed up from the sea," Fred muttered.

  "From the sky! He fell from the sky!" Someoedly excimed, pointing upward.

  For the crew, a boy falling from the sky, paired with a beautiful captain resg him, was gossip-worthy material that could fuel their versations for a month.

  "The sky?" Fred gnced up in fusion, then shook his head and crouched to examine Rojen's injuries.

  After a moment, Fred frowned and said, "His injuries aren't too severe, but he's lost a lot of blood. Fortunately, you found him early. If it had been a little ter, even I wouldn't be able to save him."

  The human body has a minimum threshold for blood loss. Exceeding it meant even the gods couldn't intervene.

  "I'll stop the bleeding first. Looks like a sharp but blunt on pierced his shoulder, right through the artery."

  "This kid's lucky. A little ter, and he'd have been a goner."

  Clig his tongue, Fred began dressing Rojen's wounds with practiced effibsp;

  After a grueling hour, Rojen's injuries were tightly bandaged yer by yer. Wiping the sweat from his brow, Fred instructed the crew to carry the boy to a room.

  Wheiced they were taking Rojen to the ship's damp, dark basement, Fred frowned.

  "He's badly injured. A dark and humid basement won't help his recovery. He needs a well-ventited pce with plenty of sunlight."

  The crew exged gnces but hesitated. The only sunlit room on the ship was Sefiya's , and she was, after all, a young woman.

  "Put him in my room," Sefiya said decisively. "Saving his life is more important."

  After some hurried activity, Rojen ced in Sefiya's .

  When everyone had left, Sefiya stood by the bed, her eyes full of curiosity as she gazed at the unscious boy.

  "A man riding a bird… and how did that bird disappear?" She murmured, her mind turning over the events.

  For the hree days, Sefiya cared for Rojen.

  The crew observed her attentiveness and began whispering among themselves.

  "I think Captain San has taken a liking to that d, the way she's g for him so attentively," One of the crew chuckled.

  "You 't deny it— the kid's got a handsome face," Another added with a grin.

  "Ah, young love! Isn't it just natural at her age?"

  Amidst the lively gossip, the ship's old doctor, Fred, coughed twice, anding attention.

  "That boy does have good looks, but there's also a subtle air about him, something unique. I re it's that aura that's drawn Sefiya in!"

  "And besides, Sefiya's at the perfect age to experience a beautiful romance. Isn't it perfectly normal?"

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  Two more days passed. When Rojen finally opened his eyes, he found himself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling. His head throbbed painfully.

  "You're awake?" Sefiya's voice came with a mix of surprise and relief as she hurried over.

  "Where… where am I?" Rojen asked, his tone dazed. Had he somehow traveled through worlds again?

  "You're on my ship. You fell from the sky and passed out. I was the one who saved you," Sefiya expined quickly, handing him a cup of cool water.

  Rojen accepted the cup and drank deeply, though his body still felt overwhelmingly weak. Closing his eyes, he recalled the events before he lost sciousness.

  "The Marines!"

  His eyes snapped open, a sharp glint fshing in them before he regained his posure.

  "So it was you who saved me. Thank you so much!" Rojen said early, his gaze finally settling on Sefiya. He couldn't help but pause for a moment.

  The girl before him had shoulder-length pink hair, skin as fwless as snow, and delicate, refined features. She exuded a natural elegance as if she were a snow lotus blooming in a wiorm— exceptional and breathtaking.

  "I'm gd you're awake," Sefiya replied with a warm smile. "I was so worried about you. you tell me your name?"

  "Rojen."

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  Time passed quickly, and a week flew by in the blink of an eye. During that time, Rojen became well-acquainted with the crew.

  The sailors and workers, aced to life at sea, were cheerful and opeed. They had an o's worth of warmth and optimism.

  "Rojen, no date with the captain today?" Fred teased with a hearty ugh. Despite his age, the ship's doctor had a mischievous streak and took pleasure in bantering with Rojen.

  "Rojen Nii San, I tell my sister really likes you! You've got to seize the opportunity!" Chimed in Sefiya's younger brother, Doron, his childish voice full of glee. At barely ten years old, his i remark set the entire crew r with ughter.

  Rojen's cheeks flushed red as he rubbed the back of his neck, his head beginning to ache.

  Sefiya was indeed wonderful, but did they have to tease him about it all the time? How was he supposed to muster the ce to fess naturally if they kept this up?

  Despite the embarrassment, the lively atmosphere aboard the ship made Roje ease. He was starting to truly enjoy this way of life.

  It was his first time at sea, but he'd already fallen in love with the sensation.

  He loved the sea!

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  (End Of The Chapter)