Hundreds of kilometers away, in another area of the sea, another boat sailed along with dozens of others. It was a smaller, narrower one than the yacht, and its design was a lot more practical than aesthetic.
Here, the soft lapping of waves, the light creaking of the boat, and boisterous laughter of fishermen resounded.
The current target of the laughter was the chubby Toto, one of the younger members.
There was a little wave that passed and he barely managed to keep his balance, and people were reminded of that time when he was just starting and he literally rolled around the deck during a storm.
"I swear the boat rocked harder with him rolling around like a pinball!" A huge man said, laughing out loud as he held on the rope.
Another guy beside him cackled, but remembered the imagery and exploded to a full-on laugh. "HAHAHHAHA!"