spending less than an hour considering, she sent a reply back and had made a flight reservation. As she considered the last 2 years, she recognised that every day her thoughts had been frigid and she had been emotionally detached, and while she knew that this endeavour was completely futile, she had still decided to go... She took a flight from San Francisco back to Tokyo, stayed in a hotel in Narita, and then cautiously took this helicopter; Rinko sighed as she forced back this mystery she had been asking herself deep within her mind. Once I see what I need to see and hear what I need to hear, the answer will come naturally to me. Indeed, the last time she went swimming was ten years ago, during the first year of college when she did not know anything. She invited the second-year senior, Kayaba Akihiko out and had borrowed money to buy a light automobile to drive to Enoshima. That naive 18 year old back then did not realize what kind of fate she was going to meet at all... Rinko’s mind wandered back from the musing on her distant past as the passenger beside her shouted to her with a voice that would not lose to the rotor’s sound in volume, “I SEE IT!” The eyes from under the long, combed blond hair and sunglasses narrowed, and truly, on the other side of the curved glass window from this transport, there was a small little black body on a corner of the immense ocean’s surface that extended out. “That’s...the Ocean Turtle...?”