"Li Xiaohu, are you alright?" Seeing Xiaohu drooping listlessly over the ship's railing and retching from time to time, Chopper asked with concern, "Would you like to go lie down on a deck chair for a bit?"
"No need," Xiaohu said weakly. "I wouldn't fall asleep even if I lay down. I might as well stay on deck. Maybe I'll get used to it after throwing up enough."
Ever since leaving the Florian Triangle, Xiaohu had been determined to cure his motion sickness. So he had put away his flying sword and stood on the deck. The result, however, was that for several days straight, he had been clinging to the guardrail and refusing to let go.
Chapter 45