After the soup, the main dishes gradually began making their appearance.
Had this been Earth, a fish course or something similar might have come in between, but the combination of a region that preferred meat and an order to bring everything out at once was formidable.
Meat dishes began crowding the table.
“…They have vegetables and fruit here too?”
That did not mean there was nothing for me to eat.
There were only two of them, but there were fish dishes, and quite a few dishes made with vegetables and fruit as well.
[I like these things. Crunchy food tastes good.]
Asking whether there was even a mouth capable of feeling crunchiness would probably be far too insulting.
But I was curious.
I swallowed the innocent question and picked apart the fish.
It had been roasted over a bed of vegetables, including potatoes, with herbs scattered over it.
“…….”
“…Do you want some?”
But when I removed all the bones and placed only the flesh in my mouth, the girl stared fixedly at me.
Her expression made it obvious she was wondering what it tasted like, so I readily pulled off a piece of flesh and placed it on her plate.
“It’s soft!”
Fish tended to be softer than meat, after all.
White fish practically tore apart and crumbled on its own the moment it touched the teeth.
“If…