I didn’t know much about the Kamsencha Archipelago, but it was clear that the local specialty was seafood. Harriet, eyes wide with amazement, stared at the enormous lobster that had been served. 0

“I wanted to ask this the last time too, but why is it so big?” she exclaimed.0

“Bigger is better,” Ellen replied.1

“… Is there anything you wouldn’t want to be bigger when it comes to food?” I teased.0

“Well…” Ellen shrugged.0

“Just saying,” I said.0

Most of the restaurants were selling seafood dishes, and the prices were much cheaper compared to the capital. We began to dig into a butter-grilled lobster that was about five times the size of a regular one, poking it with our forks.0

“Mmm! Even though it’s been so long, it still tastes just like I remember!” Harriet said with a happy smile, shivering with delight. 0

She always had such expressive reactions. Back then, she hadn’t been able to handle much of the food, but she had at least managed to eat this lobster.0

I was licking my lips, wondering if there was more, and remembered that giving my share to Harriet had somewhat helped improve our relationship.0

Om nom nom.0

Ellen was really going at it, as if she preferred to spend her time eating rather than talking. Come to think of it, the sea near the deserted island had been teeming with seafood like lobsters and octopuses. 0

With such abundant marine resources, the people of the Kamsencha Archipelago were probably making...0