Chapter 104: Ninety-two: Winter Story (Part One)
For Malin, his first Harvest Festival in this world was somewhat memorable.
He felt that too many things had happened during this week, and he found the stories behind these events highly intriguing.
Of course, being attractive was one thing, but whether it would bring about a deadly disaster was another matter entirely.
With the end of the Harvest Festival, the weather also began to turn colder day by day, and Carterburg quickly returned to the damp and chilly state Malin knew well. As the days passed and the assassins completely vanished without a trace, Malin ultimately chose to go back to living with the old landlady.
After cleaning the house, Malin held a small banquet and invited the girls over for a meal.
Malin, who had lived alone in his previous life, had some expertise in cooking and believed he understood the girls’ tastes—Maya liked seafood and meat with strong flavors, so Malin prepared grilled meat and fish with her favorite seafood sauce; Faye was of elven descent and preferred soups with delicate flavors, so Malin specifically prepared grey buletus mushrooms from North Carterburg, a paste made from the breast meat of Fabunan birds (similar to Earth’s chicken) and his own hand-ground tofu, to make mushroom tofu meatballs, which should satisfy her.
Lillim, the little lamb, had a preference for vegetarian dishes and did not eat meat, but she would eat fish, so Malin made a seafood corn chowder based on crab stock, combined with mushrooms, diced ham, thick-shell clams, chopped shrimp, diced radish, cream, onions... well, because he used a bit too much flour when frying it, the soup looked a bit thick, but the taste was definitely not a problem.
Jessica was someone who had to have meat in her meals, and she was easy to please. After all, Malin had also been someone who couldn’t do without meat, so for her, he prepared a braised pork knuckle from a salo beast, using the finest cuts of meat. As for the spices, the Thanan merchants had them, but usually only Thanan people would use them. When Malin went to buy them, he was curiously surrounded by them.
Regardless, Malin felt that this bowl of meat would definitely suit the wolf girl’s taste.
Lastly, there was Clovis, the pinnacle of veganism, which gave Malin quite a headache—she would neither eat meat nor fish, not because she didn’t like to, but because she would throw up if she did.