"Puuu~"

The crisp sound of water sounded behind Ron. After several days of sunlight, Katherine, whose skin had already appeared a little bronze, drilled into the water in a graceful posture.

She was not wearing a diving suit. After all, that outfit was prepared for long-term underwater activities. When moving on land, it was not too good to breathe, which made it look uncomfortable.

Of course, Catherine is not without inches of inches. The short cute little skin and the soft cove crocodile surrounding her waist wrap around her growing body, making her feel a little playful in her wildness.

"Orange, come down quickly~"

The sea water next to the reef was not very deep. Catherine wandered happily in the clear water. Her small appearance made people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

“Meow~”

No, grab more and wait for a seafood meal~

Although the sea water looks comfortable, the experience of falling into the water on Freedom Island and being attacked by the small bay crocodile in a freshwater lake made Ron more willing to stay on land.

"Then be careful~"

The relationship with Ron on a deserted island made the communication between one person and one cat smoother. Seeing that Ron was unwilling to go into the water, Catherine did not force him, but turned around, took a deep breath, and dived into the water.

Holding a hunting knife in Catherine's hand, although there is no life danger under the clear waters, the sea has never been a paradise.

She grabbed the bulge on the reef and paddled hard while keeping downwards, while Ron watched Catherine's figure swaying underwater as the waves swayed.

He saw Catherine groping among the rocks, prying hard with a hunting knife, and then floated to the water in one breath when the air in his lungs was about to end.

"Shake!"

"Hu, Hu, Hu~"

"Hey, orange, see what I found~"

After gasping for a while, Catherine raised the harvest in Ron with a smile on her face in the water. It was a scallop that was the size of three Catherine's palms, and was still trying to open and close the shells. The scallops were the only shells that could swim. When the enemy approached, its powerful closed muscles would strive to stretch and contract. So with the help of the water current brought by the opening and closing of the shells, the scallops could move flexibly in the water, thus escaping the hunters.

It is precisely because of this characteristic that in the cartoon [SpongeBob SquarePants], scallops are depicted as birds in the underwater world, soaring freely in the sky made of sea water.

However, the scallops beside the rocks of the deserted islands obviously did not think that Catherine was his enemy, which made Catherine succeed so easily and was caught with bare hands.

“Meow~”

Good Catherine, we have roasted scallops tonight~

This time the expression was a bit complicated, and Catherine obviously didn't understand it, but it didn't matter. Catherine swam to the reef in the middle and threw the big scallops to Ron.

"The scallops below are bigger than this one, as well as oysters and clams."

"I'm optimistic about my gains, I'll go down~"

Filling the lungs with air, Catherine dived into the water again, and Ron continued to pay attention to her safety on the shore.

Once, twice, three times...

Diving is not an easy job, but Catherine seems to have fun.

When the sun was about to fall below the sea level and Catherine returned for the last time, five or six large shells had already appeared on the reef, including scallops, oysters, clams, and a large lobster.

It had huge chevrons, waving with might, but after Ron slapped it a few times, he became depressed.

Moreover, in addition to the big lobsters who would resist, to Ron's surprise, the big scallops he caught at the beginning also tried to escape.

It stretched out its soft axe foot, rubbed against the rough reef, reducing the distance between itself and the sea water little by little - when Ron found it moving, the large scallop was only four or five centimeters away from the edge of the reef, and you could regain your freedom after a little more effort.

Unfortunately, when it stretched out its axe foot again, Ron grinned in a gloomy way and gently moved the direction of the big scallop, making it work in the wrong direction.

The big scallop finally climbed back to the starting point by itself.

…………

"Go back!"

Jumping onto the reef from the sea water and sorting out today's harvest a little bit. Catherine picked up a lot of shellfish, Ron dragged the big lobster back to the shelter, fiddled with the bonfire, and began to prepare for today's dinner.

Although there was less garlic and vermicelli, the large scallops dripped with lemon were fat and juicy. Ron ate two of them with his cat, and the rest went into Catherine's stomach.

As for the big lobster, after eating the strong meaty tail, Ron and Catherine could no longer eat the remaining head and lobster feet.

The remaining big lobster was casually placed next to the small fire pit. Catherine, who had enough food and drink, climbed onto the second floor of the shelter and fell asleep on the soft banana leaf carpet. Ron, like before, lay at the entrance of the second and first floors, squinted his eyes and napped.

Working from sunrise and resting from sunset, Ron and Catherine have gradually become accustomed to the life of living on desert islands - of course they have not given up saying hello to rescue ships that may appear nearby.

Whether on the original shelter rock or outside the shelter, Ron and Catherine used conspicuous stones that could clearly distinguish them from the ground color to create a world-wide survival signal: SOS.

But planning depends on people, and success depends on heaven.

Why not let yourself live a better and more comfortable life before you get rescued?

After all, every day, I lie in bed and watch the free days shining with stars all over the sky, but how many urban people dream of envying life~

…………

The wind at night was slightly heavier than the previous few days, and Ron could hear the sound of bamboo leaves rubbing against each other on the walls of the shelter - this was normal, but in this sound, Ron heard some subtle rustling sounds.

Obviously, after a period of observation, the small animals on the island were finally not afraid of Catherine and Ron, and began to classify one person and one cat into the category of safety.

“…”

What is it?

Awakened by the subtle movement, Ron turned his ears toward the place where the sound was made. At the same time, Ron's claws also poked out from his hair claws - no matter what it was, if the owner of this voice could pose a threat to Catherine, Ron would definitely slap out several blood grooves with a slap.

“…”

It's getting closer!

Carefully poked his head out of the second floor of the shelter, Ron's eyes could see clearly in the dark - from the gap in the bamboo leaf wall on the first floor of the shelter, a small furry thing quietly crawled into the shelter, pausing three steps and turning around five steps.

Next to the fire pit filled with fiery red charcoal, Ron and Catherine had leftover lobster heads and feet for dinner because the temperature of the fire pit continued to smell meat.
Chapter completed!