The float, which was moving along with the waves, suddenly jerked up and down. Daemyung started reeling when he felt resistance from the end of the fishing rod.

He finally thought that he was going to put a fish into the empty water bucket, however, the elastic resistance from the fishing rod soon disappeared, and there was nothing on the end of the fishing line.

He looked at Maru, who looked like a dot in the distance, and made a call.

“I got nothing here. How is it on your side?”

-How is it here, you ask?

Maru hung up and came over with his equipment. Daemyung had a look at the bucket in Maru’s hand. It was a clean bucket without a single strand of seaweed.

“It’s empty?”

“It’s empty.”

“Where’s Mr. God-at-fishing-Maru, and why is there only an empty bucket?”

“It looks like the fish have gotten smarter these days. It’s not like before. They won’t give me any opportunity to reel and just flee, and I can’t do anything about it.”

Maru smiled awkwardly. The confident look on his face from three hours ago couldn’t be seen anywhere. It seemed that Mr. Good-at-anything was helpless in front of whimsical fish.

“I looked it up and saw that there’s a really good spicy fish stew restaurant nearby. Let’s go and eat there.”

“I thought it would come to this.”

Daemyung smiled and packed...