Whales Don't Eat Cream Cake

The day Shixia decided to sign the lease, she finally met the landlord.

A black T-shirt, blue-and-green floral board shorts, and a pair of flip-flops.

“Hey, you made it.”

He was the kind stranger who had introduced her to a real estate agent three days ago.

“Nice sandals.”

Two days ago, this stranger had been selling sandals on the beach, right when hers were washed away by the sea.

“I hear you're opening a cake shop. Do you think you'll get any business?”

Yesterday, she had finally decided to risk everything and come to this stretch of coast.

“I've changed my mind. I'm not renting this shop.”

What kind of elaborate scam was this? Shixia wondered.

“Pay a year's rent upfront, and I'll give you a 30% discount on the shop renovation.”

Watching the tall, burly man warily, Shixia hesitated. “Don't tell me you happen to know a renovation crew, too?”

“Actually, I do renovations myself.” The man pulled a business card from his pocket. “My surname is Shen, and my given name is Yu, meaning ‘extra.’”

Back in familiar waters and once more following the trail of whales, Shen Yu had long since gotten used to going it alone.

Until, in the distance, he spotted a woman chasing after her shoe amid the waves, her loose hair whipping in the sea breeze like a madwoman. A little whale dangled from the bag slung at her waist...

Baker x Whale-Watching Photographer

Theme: Face the sea, and the waves are huge!