"Huh? Dear Ray?"

　Watching Seto and Bune play in the garden while drinking tea at Marina's house, Ray is recalled by the call.
　Of course Ray understood whose voice it was.
　The presence of the Lord of the voice meant, of course, that there was another.

"Ray? Marina... well, Yero."

　In Elena's arms, Yero, perhaps because he saw Seto outside the window, goes there immediately.
　The window was closed, though, and Arla, who seemed flustered, had to open it.

"I was free in the inn, and I came here because I wanted to know a lot about Cobold."
"Well, I see. I've heard from Dusker about the Cobold, too. But I don't think I need help. They even told me not to interfere."

　Elena muttered in a slightly sullen tone, perhaps not interested in being told not to interfere.
　Of course, Elena understands why she said so.
　Elena is in this guillem as an inspector of aristocratic nobility.
　If such a person were to be driven to subdue Cobold, the aristocrats would be displeased with the use of their symbol against Cobold, and there would be rumors that Guillum's military power alone would not be enough to defeat Cobold.
　That's far from good for Dasker, who leads one of the three major factions in neutral.
　If you can't actually defeat Cobold and get out of hand with Gillum's adventurer alone, you might want to ask Elena, but now you're enough Gillum's adventurer.
　That being the case, there was no doubt that Elena's help was not needed in this case.

"Well, that's the only way to say it, given Dusker's position. ... Anyway, welcome home."
"... I'm home."
"I'll be back again,"

　Considering Dusker's position, Marina, welcoming Elena and Arra, responds with embarrassment.
　Marina's house is probably a much more comfortable place for them to spend their time in than the inns around it.
　In fact, the Marina spirit magic keeps the house clean, warm in winter, and cool in summer.

"Now that all the party members are here for the first time in a long time, let's have dinner a little more luxurious."
"No, Arra and I are not members of the Red Lotus Wings,"

　I tell you a little... really a little bit of regret.
　She must be envious of having a party with her comrades and lovers, Marina and Vihela.
　But Elena cannot be an adventurer.

"I wonder if that's the case. ... But we often act together, so you're an associate, right?"

　Naturally, there is no such thing in the guild's system.
　Marina, the former guildmaster, knows best.
　Nevertheless, I have said this because I want Elena to feel the same way as us.
　In fact, when Elena heard the word associate, she smiled happily.

"Are you an associate member? Hmm... I see."

　The murmuring of the scene is stunning, partly because of the beauty of Elena.
　Not surprisingly, Ray fell in love with Elena...

"Well, here. So you said you're going to have a nice dinner today. What are you going to do? Do you want to make it yourself or go eat somewhere?"
"We'd better make it ourselves. We can't bring Seto to the restaurant."

　Marina responds to Vihela, who asks after a misleading cough.
　If these members are going to eat together, it's probably because they think that Seto and Yero must be there.
　Ray looks grateful for Marina's concern.

"Then what do you want to make? Do you want to make a kiln?"

　Not so long ago, when we dined at Marina's house, we used Ray's magic kiln to cook.
　It's less than a month old, but the incident in Annesis must have been such a big shock.

"Well, yes. ... Let's all use the kiln to make a lot of things together. Fortunately, we have the ingredients... can you give it to Ray?"
"Ingredients? Oh, there's a lot of stuff. I don't particularly care about it. ... Come to think of it, there were fish that we all caught when we went to the beach near the end of this summer. It might be interesting to make something out of that. But the food I can cook is like grilled salt, or soup?"

　However, in this case, only fish is used instead of dried meat, and it is impossible for Ray to adjust the soup for fish.
　It would be a waste to think of putting fish in the right soup for camping.
　If you live near the sea, you can cook fish that way, but this is a guillem with no ocean around it.
　Of course there is a river, so it's not that you can't eat fresh fish...but there are still big differences in taste, texture, size, and so on between river fish and sea fish.
　In addition, processed marine fish such as salted, smoked and dried fish come in, so it's not that you can't eat marine fish at all.
　...still, I wouldn't say that the fish from the sea that comes into the guillem are processed in some way, and that raw fish like Ray's in the mistling is impossible... but to get it would cost a lot of money that wouldn't be available for eating in a typical house.
　That's why some adventurers, cooks, and even others would be surprised, lamented, and possibly angry to find out about the proper soup that Ray could make.
　But in that sense, there is no stopping Ray's behavior, because everyone here knows that Ray's mistling is full of sea fish.
　Another reason is that Ray stops because he wants to eat better fish than just the right soup.

"I'll cook the fish. Ray, you'd rather have delicious food, wouldn't you?"

　Ray nods easily to Marina's suggestion.
　It was because I understood it best, even if I didn't say that the food I cooked was bad.
　Elena, Vihela, and Arra, who were listening to Ray's story, looked happy.
　It's not a bad story for the three of us to be able to eat Ray's homemade meal.
　But it's only natural that if you're going to eat it, you'd want to eat something delicious.

"Well, I'll have to let Bune know about it. It's a special occasion. Let's have a good time. I'll have a good time."

　When asked who is the best cook in this party, everyone would say Marina.
　Other people can't cook at all... that's not to say they're bad at cooking what they call dangerous, but there's no doubt that they can only cook what they can eat first.
　That's why everyone looks happy at Marina's words.

"What kind of ingredients should I serve? ... High-ranking monster meat.
"Well, that's fine, but it's kind of hard to get the taste out of those ingredients with my hands. Can I have some monster meat like Rank B instead of Rank S or A?"

　Rey nodded to Marina's words, but if it were anywhere other than Gilm... it could be the meat of a Rank B monster, or it could be a bit difficult for ordinary households to touch.
　If you can afford it, it's not that hard to buy meat from Rank B monsters.

"Okay, then I... oh, now that I've finished preparing some meat, I'll grill it in a kettle."

　As she says so, Ray goes out into the garden with Marina.At once he heard the happy cry of Seto and Yero, and while Bune did not particularly make himself laugh, there was no doubt that he had a happy atmosphere.
　When they find Ray and Marina in the garden, followed by Elena, they look at them wondering what was going on.

"Glu?"

　As if representing two and one of them, Seto whines, "What's the matter?"
　Ray caresses and opens his mouth to such a set.

"Today is the day we came back to Gilmoo, isn't it? So I'm going to have a party in this garden tonight. ... This garden is warm."

　Ray's muttering is by no means wrong.
　Marina's Spiritual Magic keeps this garden warm like spring and autumn.
　Moreover, as you can see by the sight of Seto and Beune running about, the snow does not make the ground wet and difficult to walk on.

"Glu!?"

　When Seto hears of having a party, he cries happily, "Really!"
　Bune, who had been a little far away, had an air of joy, without changing her expression.
　For Beune, who loves to eat, it's probably a great idea to have a good meal when it comes to parties.
　Marina says she's actually going to show her skills, so that's not a mistake either.

"So we're going to start getting ready. So let's leave it to him to run around in the garden. OK?"
"Gruly!"

　Seto exclaims, "If I can eat delicious food, I'll put up with it!"
　When Yero lands on Seto's back, he cries as if he agrees with Seto.

"Well, I'm glad you know. Then... I'm going to put out the ingredients first. What do you do at first? Meat, fish, or vegetables?"
"Well, that's right. It's a preliminary preparation, so I wonder if it's a fish first. ... With Ray's mistling, it's easy not to have to worry about damaging the ingredients."

　Normally, you don't have to worry about damaging ingredients now in winter.
　Of course, if you leave the ingredients out and leave them around for days, the ingredients will be damaged.
　However, Ray's mistling won't damage you if you put it in after you prepare it. …However, it's not all about the advantages of being able to get used to the taste of the mistling or to get rid of the smell of meat or fish.
　Still, the benefits are enormous because you can always put them together and put them in a mistling after they've been prepared.

"Then it's a fish. ... What kind of fish do you serve?"
"Well, you know, there was a big fish with a sharp, pointed mouth. Can you take that out for me?"

　When Ray was told so, he remembered that there was a fish resembling a swordfish.
　It's not exactly a swordfish, but it's definitely similar.

"That's it,"

　Ray took out a fish about a meter in size.
　However, the mouth is about 30 cm long, so it's actually about 70 cm.
　Marina nodded joyfully when she saw the fish.

"Yes, this fish. I've tried it for a while when I'm in the ocean, and I think it'll taste good if you grill it with butter. It was tender, but it was light."

　Butter-grilled swordfish. After thinking of such a dish, Ray nods that it looks absolutely delicious.

"It'll taste better if you put sour fruit juice on it before you eat it."
"What? Really? If you grill it with butter, sourness will be an extra seasoning."

　Vihela refutes Rey's words.
　I guess it's a matter of taste around here.
　In fact, Ray liked to pour lemon juice on fried chicken while in Japan.

(Vihela probably doesn't add lemon juice to fried chicken or pork cutlet. Come to think of it, manga or something like that often causes trouble.)

　That's how Ray thought about it, but for the time being, when he put juice on the butter-grilled, he thought he'd only put what he'd taken on his plate.