✎ // The kid seemed fairly decent at it, for being so reluctant. By Squalo’s count, there were four little goldfishes swimming around in the bowl by the time the poi broke. “Not too shabby, brat. The goldfish are yours. I’ll put ‘em in a bag for you.”
Whoah! He actually caught a few? That was incredible. Somehow this brought a smirk on the young boy’s face.
“Thank you very much, nii-chan!”
He was just glad he wasn’t going to be dunked in the water. Some fish were nice, yes. Perhaps he could give them to someone he knew? Maybe Volkner would like them in his shop. He does look like the type who would enjoy simple pleasures like that. He ought to ask.
