Celeste and Julius gathered by the fire, waiting on Evelyn who was roasting... or rather, burning mountain rabbits for breakfast. The poor girl clearly didn't know how to cook. Even Celeste had to cover her face in embarrassment as she watched Evelyn struggle to turn over the charred meat.
The reason for this mess was because Dion had remained seated by his brother's grave, and Ino, the mother figure of the party, had to stay by his side. Without Ino here to take charge of the cooking, the task had fallen to Evelyn, and the results were definitely showing.
I coughed, fanning the air with my hand as the thick smoke drifted my way. Then after a few uncomfortable seconds, I stood up, leaving the clouds of burnt fur and meat behind, and began walking towards the grave where Dion sat.
Before I reached him, I reached into my inventory and took out a bottle of alcohol. It was the leftover from the one Aika had given me during the night.
