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 pass on that. I'll ask a butcher later.

"Raised on mountain treats, maybe. Boar's tasty."

"Just salt and grill… what a feast, Karina-neesan."

Perfect bleeding means no odor and strong umami.

Like an evolved pork. Ahh, I want rice.

As expected, despite using the same food and same cutlery, Dea's knife and fork made no sound as he cut bite-sized pieces. You wouldn't believe this tableware came from a pirate base.

Technically it's roasted boar — I tossed it into a space heated like an oven, not pan-seared.

When I went to make a sauna after the bath, Dea asked "How hot can you make it?" Testing showed the upper limit easily exceeds 200°C — though maintaining it drains mana — so I realized I could make an oven.

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

I could also gather wood and ignite via compressed-air heating from spatial compression.

Extract fresh water from seawater, or make salt. Or vacuum by spatial expansion; water boils at room temp in vacuum.

"Effective use, 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 that even come from? This femboy's definitely a little noble.

"Let's build a proper kitchen. And swap 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."

Plot — 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's in my room now, so the living room and bath are viewable to her. I'd prefer no peeking in the bath or toilet, at 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. Okay 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 town can't provide — like skill scrolls.

I wish Dea could use them, but the small print now says they're for me only. Don't add notes later, Goddess — after-the-fact info is unfair. I guess it's better than being told after purchasing, but still.

So, what should I go for… I'll toss it to Dea, my go-to 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. I'm already strong. In melee I can sweep foes without martial arts thanks to invincibility, and at range spatial magic is OP.

"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 hit 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's a former lord's wife — she'd have that 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.