The Hunted Flight

The dazzling morning sun was painting the ship in a golden hue.

"Hey, what's that? The plane's stopped!"

On the vast deck of the ship, where the sea breeze blows through, streamlined, state-of-the-art small airplanes are lined up in an orderly fashion.

Following the announcements on board, passengers excitedly boarded the plane one after another.

I also boarded the plane and fastened my seatbelt.

Soon, the engines began to roar low, and several planes took off simultaneously into the morning sky.

Below, the sapphire-blue sea stretched as far as the eye could see. Everyone was glued to the windows, letting out innocent cries of delight at the magnificent scenery.

"First ships, then airplanes...! This is definitely not your average high school."

"Right! I'm so glad I passed...!"

"I want to tell my mom..."

I look out the window.

(They do things in a flashy way... but... it's certainly beautiful.)

I'm sure my brother saw the same scenery.

Two years ago, he was a freshman. Where did he go?

A beautiful, lush green island appeared beyond the horizon. On its summit stood a magnificent white palace, gleaming white as it reflected the rising sun.

"Isn't that the Enzyme Dormitory? I heard it was a white castle..."

"We finally made it! Yay! Wow, it's huge!"

"It really is a castle! Awesome! It's so spacious!"

BOOOOOOM! Bang! Bang bang!

Suddenly, a deafening roar shook the air.