Withholding info until later is unfair.

I cut the boar into steak-sized slabs and grilled them. Aging? I don't want to botch it and waste the meat, so I'll pass on that. I'll ask a butcher about it later.

"Must've been raised on mountain delicacies. The boar's delicious."

"Just salt and grill… and it's already a feast, Karina-neesan."

Perfect bleeding means no odor and strong umami.

Like an evolved pork. Ahh, I want rice.

As expected, even though we were eating the same food with the same cutlery, Dea's knife and fork made no sound as he cut bite-sized pieces. You'd never guess this tableware came from a pirate base.

Technically, it's roasted boar — I tossed it into a magically heated space that worked like an oven, rather than pan-searing it.

When I went to make a sauna after the bath, Dea asked, "How hot can you make it?" Testing revealed the upper limit easily exceeds 200 degrees — though maintaining it drains mana — which made me realize I could create an oven.

"With the fat, we can deep-fry things. Spatial magic might be great for cooking. It can cut, too."

I could also gather wood and ignite it using the heat generated by compressing air with spatial compression.

I could extract fresh water from seawater, or make salt. Or create a vacuum through spatial expansion — water boils at room temperature in a vacuum.

"Effective uses, sure — but quite wasteful."

"Magic's for convenience, Dea. A world-ending nuke is less useful than everyday life magic."

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and cast cleanse.

"That… is true."

Dea dabbed his lips with a handkerchief — where did he even pull that from? This femboy is definitely a minor noble.

"Let's build a proper kitchen. And swap out this living room's table and sofa for new ones — not pirate salvage."

"Yes. Especially the fabrics — they smell."

"Right? The closet reeks of smoke too."

Plop — an SP catalogue fell open.

It conveniently opened in the furniture section. Double bed, 100 SP…

"Goddess, you're watching, aren't you?"

The Voyeur is in my room now, so the living room and bath are visible to her. I'd prefer she not peek in the bath or toilet, at the very least.

"Dea-kun, could you tell me before you bathe?"

"Eh!? W-why?"

"I can lend you an anti-peeking item…"

"N-no thanks! I'm a boy, so I won't be embarrassed even if someone peeks!"

Hmm. Suit yourself, then. Be ogled by the Goddess to your heart's content.

The catalogue reminded me that I've got 1,000 SP now.

Furniture can be bought in town; I should exchange for rare goods that town can't provide — like skill scrolls.

I wish Dea could use them, but the fine print now says they're for me only. Don't go adding notes after the fact, Goddess — withholding information like that is unfair. I suppose it's better than finding out after I've already bought something, but still.

So, what should I go for… I'll toss the question to Dea, my go-to consultant lately.

"Hey, Dea. I can power up with this stuff — what should I pick?"

"SP catalogue…? Um, what do you need more power for?"

Fair point. I'm already strong. In melee, I can sweep through foes without any martial arts thanks to my invincibility, and at range, Spatial Magic is overpowered.

"Some skills are hard to acquire normally. Resistances might be best."

"Wait — skill scrolls are obtainable normally?"

"They drop in dungeons. People usually use them themselves, but sometimes they show up at auction."

Dungeon! Auction! So that's a thing!!

"All right, let's try a dungeon next! Where?"

"Sorry, I don't know the local geography… Oh. Shall we ask by letter?"

"True, she'd know instantly."

Maria is a former lord's wife — she'd have that kind of intel.

But I don't want to rack up debts since we'd just get used.

"… No! Let's gather info ourselves! More adventurer-y!"

"Time to operate as Karina Shonin."

Let's aim to visit a dungeon and get scrolls.

I'll hold on to my SP for now so I don't double up.