"Hey, Kenth," I called out, holding up my hand. "Lend me your blade."
He glanced at me, then at the massive Silverfin lying on the sand.
"…You're really going to process that thing here?"
"Unless you want it to rot."
He clicked his tongue and handed me one of his blades.
"Don't dull it."
"No promises."
Nagi stepped forward, already rolling up the sleeves of his suit's innerwear suit she was wearing.
I didn't comment on it, I knew why she still had to wear it.
We both knelt beside the fish.
Up close, it was even more ridiculous.
Nearly five meters long. Thick scales. The smell is already starting to turn.
"Alright," I muttered. "Let's open it up."
I drove the blade into the underside.
The skin resisted for a second.
Then...
"Slice!"
The blade gave way.
A thick line split open along the belly.
And immediately—
Everything spilled out.
Warm, slick, heavy.
Organs pushed out from the opening, sliding onto the sand with a wet sound.
The smell hit right after.
