FMS Episode One 11 (Patreon)

The stern deck had a large square to allow for fishery work out in the sea. It was a sizable fishing vessel. It seemed like she hadn’t been down for a very long time, as there wasn’t a layer of mollusks that would typically cover a sunken ruin, and her mast was still intact. Aya passed by its painted steel frame and gave a quick look back at Chihaya, following her from above, and slid herself into an opening on the ship’s foredeck and disappeared.

After striding the last few meters down to the deck, Chihaya put her both hands on the hatch where her swimming mate had gone through and peered inside. It was dark, and inside was hardly visible.

Where did you go, Aya?

Chihaya put her right hand onto her breasts. It had been about a minute and a half since she started her diving and there was a growing pain in her both lungs. But she should be fine for a while, she thought, as there was just enough air for a quick probe inside the ship and a quick resurfacing. Chihaya puffed out a stream of small air bubbles, trying to baby the pain in her chest, and entered the ship through the hatch. She was careful not to rub and cut herself against the jagged edges of the rusted steel.