Taste
"Heyyyy! Wh-wh-what kind of thing are you saying!"
"That's right, you! Isn't that rude to the Marquis? You should apologize to the Marquis right now!"
"No, I must speak my mind here. It's true this meat was frozen by a high-level magician's magic, right? But because it was frozen like that for so long, it's become completely freezer-burned. This ruins what should have been good meat."
"Whaaat?!"
"And on top of that, the thawing method is completely wrong. You tried to thaw this meat by applying intense heat to speed up the process, didn't you? But that creates a temperature difference between the inside and outside, causing the flesh to break down during thawing and the precious umami to leak out..."
Puwawaan... (Skill [Acute Taste Sensitization] activated)
"Ah! Now that you mention it, this meat... I can't sense the robust, inherent umami of the meat itself, and the moment it entered my mouth, I felt somewhat unsatisfied..."
"Right? Eating meat this bland and spongy in both flavor and texture, you'd be better off eating rotten meat, I tell you."
"Grunrunrun... How dare you speak so insolently! Hey, brat! So you're saying that rotten meat is many times more delicious than this frozen, premium meat! Fine, very well! Then why don't you show us!!!""Yeah, sure! I'll make you all eat some supremely delicious rotten meat that's way better than this freezer-burned magic meat!"
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Something like, then she uses a curse to turn everyone into ghouls or something.
"Grooooaah! Rotten meat is super deeelicious!!"
"Wh-what?! To think she'd 'cook' the people instead of the ingredients!?"
Hmm, a truly fantasy-esque ending. Wait, what story is this even supposed to be?
And then, in the end, Shark rummagiciand through her own belongings, pulled out some curry powder, sprinkled it on the meat, and started eating it with relish.
"See? This way, you can eat any kind of beast meat without worrying about the smell!"
No, I'm telling you, it doesn't have any gamey smell. What in the world are you talking about?
Really, she just can't help but show off bits of knowledge she's picked up somewhere, but she needs to think about the time and place. Otherwise, she'll just end up being rude to the host.
Well, but that's fine too.
Shark. If you like army-style survival meals that much, then tomorrow's dinner is striped snake. I'll catch a big, lively one from the mountains for you.