Leol had duties guarding Coastal City Shufurabi, so he wasn't there at lunch. Everyone else sat around the dining table.
List brought out a table full of sumptuous dishes, both Eastern and Western.
"Please, enjoy," he said warmly, just like a castle butler.
Ging twirled a forkful of spaghetti and put it in his mouth. Then he looked up and asked curiously, "Gehrman, Shizuku, what are you planning to do this afternoon?"
"We're going to explore all of Greed Island!" Shizuku adjusted her glasses and answered for Gehrman, unusually excited.
"Exactly," Gehrman agreed readily. He speared a piece of beef and chewed it. "Would you be our guide?"
"No." Ging immediately waved a hand. "I need to spend some time organizing the materials on the Dark Continent. Then I can compare them with what you have."
"Doon and List have their own work to do, too. Managing every aspect of an entire island takes the cooperation of the whole Greed Island Management Team."
He paused, then added, "But I can give you a quick rundown of how Greed Island is laid out, and you can decide where you want to go. How does that sound?"
"Sounds good." Gehrman had finished eating. He wiped his mouth with a napkin. "Go ahead."
Shizuku had set down her knife and fork, too. She sipped her juice through a straw, her big eyes blinking as she listened intently.
Ging swallowed a mouthful of spaghetti and began.
"Greed Island is spelled G-R-E-E-D-I-S-L-A-N-D. There are eleven letters in all, and each one is the first letter of an English name belonging to a member of the team."
"I'm G, Leol is R, Ida and Elena are both E, Doon is D, List is L..."
Ging had only made it halfway when Doon slapped the table and