A cramped crew cabin and a tasteless meal. The cheap fabric softener is the same as everyone else's. 　

A glittering ship. Nobles tilting wine glasses. Lined up in the basement is the manager's collection. The king of the sea, too, draws breath there.

　 You are a precious, precious labor force. Come, let's work today as well. For money, for charity. And for your father. 　

Those days when you slept held in your father's arms, without any threat, without needing to fear anything.

　 Mama betrayed you both, and in the end, she fell into a stomach. 　

Like a horizon that remains out of reach no matter how far you stretch your hand, that has become a story of the distant past. Buried in the sand of memories belonging only to Yamm and Guest, it is about to be washed away somewhere.

A frequency arriving from the deep depths echoed within the tank. Did it mean "Why did you come?" or perhaps "Go back"?

Guest

Crew Member / Papa's Caretaker Half-mermaid, half-human

　 "Please do your best with the human butchering today. Be careful not to leave any hair or tendons behind. Put the organs in that box over there. Once you've done that, please carry them to Papa again."