Mizuko didn't think she was going to regret joining this cruise, but she thought differently know. There was something in the Bermuda Triangle that caused ships and planes and other kinds of machines to fuck up, and physics says one possible reason was the traffic of signals and waves, creating confusion.
Mizuko was affected by the same thing. Fortunately, her head wasn't very painful yet, but she was constantly hearing a soft high-pitched beep in her right ear, one that didn't seem like it was going to stop soon.
She was trying to get as much air as she could in the top deck. She wore summer clothes-- a translucent tank top over a blue bikini top, and then a pair of thigh-short jeans. She was wearing sunglasses, too, but unlike that guy who fell asleep with it on, she fortunately had sunblock. SPF+40 with zinc oxide, really expensive, but worth it. She was going to check out other places in the ship, she'd love to try some poker later in the casino, but she was halted when the other guy with sunglasses shouted, openly demanding attention. She removed her sunglasses, just to show him her weirded out expression, her raised eyebrows. "Something wrong?"
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