It's a rare, beautiful day at sea, with clear skies and a gentle salty breeze.
Sizzle... Sizzle...
The luscious fat of tuna dripped onto the charcoal in the grill, bursting into little golden sparks.
The enticing aroma lingered on the deck of the Sea Soul, making everyone's mouth water involuntarily.
Salt-grilled tuna neck, black pepper butter-fried fish face, fish rice bowl, lemon vinaigrette fish skin salad, brain sashimi, balsamic tuna salad... a feast centered around a demonized tuna was served dish after dish.
Utensils danced in the air, all fully automated, a dream-fulfilling skill for the gourmet campers.
The Sea Soul, having anchored, was gently drifting on the sea at the stern.
Olivia wore a white chiffon beach dress, with a large pink-purple "Dusk Starlight" tucked in her hair.
She kicked off her delicate sandals, resting her fair legs on Aiven's lap.
"So rich in fat, delicious! Ha, I'm so satisfied."
