Everyone has a hobby or a way to relieve stress. Some people exercise, some people travel, and I... I fish.

Why? Because fish don't talk. There's no nagging, no pressure, and no reports to file.

So today, in the peaceful silence, I was leisurely watching my float while having a cup of coffee.

Wait, what?

Suddenly, the fishing rod bent with a 'snap!' "Whoa, this is it. The big one I've been waiting for my whole life has finally come."

As I grabbed the rod, the sensation in my hands was unlike anything I'd felt before.

The rod bent as if it were about to break, and the heavy weight only grew stronger.

I pulled the rod with all my might. I spent about ten minutes struggling, reeling it in and letting it out.

Eventually, the fish seemed to tire out as the resistance faded, and I took that chance to lift the rod with everything I had.

Ugh...!! I got it!!

A-A mermaid...?