Since the time had not yet come, the group could not spend the entire day idling on the island, so they returned to the seaside town to wait.
Feitao kept a constant eye on Yaboto, terrified that her dark mood might lead to an accident, but surprisingly, the girl seemed to be recovering quite quickly.
"Why are you staring at her all day?" Jiraiya asked, clutching a bowl of sliced fish soup. Frankly, he was getting sick to death of it; the stuff tasted good, but having it day after day was starting to push his limits.
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