>>5240985“Is this-?” you ask, Megumin opening a compartment by the outside of this tower and drawing out several cut slabs of wood the size of your forearm one after another.
“Yup, this is our grill.” she says, then after drawing out a dozen logs shuts the door to her wood bin. “Mind opening it up? Just lift it straight up.”
“Sure.” you reply, reaching down with your free hand and grabbing the grate, lifting the entire thing straight up and out. Megumin kicks in the logs, and you set it back down in place. “Now what?”
“Put the meat all on the grill, and stand back.” she says, walking over to where her staff is hanging on the wall beside her hat and taking it. “I'm about to turn up the heat.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ERKnkHq-6XAYou set them all down, spacing them apart on the grill to cook, then stand back as Megumin approaches, chanting the words to use her magic.
“Darkness darker than dark and blacker than black.” Megumin begins, having claimed her staff is now pointing it at the grill pit at your feet. “I beseech thee: combine thyself with my deep crimson, and let the flames of eternity burst forth! The fire of life, bless this meal, and sate the appetites of my husband and kin! Burst forth! Grill Explosion!”
A massive blast of fire explodes up from beneath the meat in the fire pit below, the sudden heat causing the frost on your armor to burst into steam. But it seems she's not done yet.
“Hurry and flip them over.” she says, you not questioning or answering. Instead you reach out with your telekinesis, and grabbing them all you raise them off the grill, and quickly flip them. Then she repeats her chant, and once more fires off her magical blast. You and Megumin repeat this process three more times, until the exterior of the meat is charred. She then takes a knife out of her belt, hidden behind her cape, and suddenly you recognize that weapon. A blade of energy springs to life from the ivory handle, the young archmage slicing into the nearest slab of meat with it. A cloud of steam escapes the red and brown meat, the smell of it making your stomach growl. “Medium rare. Perfect.”
“Perfect indeed.” Chilli says, your son walking through the opened front door with a smile. “Now, let's get this all upstairs and eat!”
After a few minutes of preparation, the food is all upstairs on plates and platters on their giant table, your family is all sat down, and you all eat together. Chilli is sitting at the head of the table, with his wife on his right and you seated to his left. Meloka's to your left, Caulifla to Megumin's right, and you all enjoy your first meal together under your son's roof.
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