Syr led the Loki Familia's executive group to the elegant window seats, where they took their places one after another.
As the window was gently opened, the outdoor seating area came into view.
Amid the clamor of voices and clinking glasses, the executives chatted and laughed with the ordinary members through the window, completely at ease.
Two cat-eared waitresses deftly brought dish after dish and drinks to the table, and the atmosphere gradually warmed up.
Loki shed her usual frivolous, carefree manner and was surprisingly the first to rise solemnly, raising her glass and declaring in a clear voice.
"Let the first toast be to everyone's hard work on the expedition. Now, enjoy the banquet to the fullest. Cheers!"
Everyone nodded in turn, raising their glasses to drink with their goddess.
Once the ceremonial first toast was over, Loki instantly switched back into pervert mode, carrying her glass around as she kept sidling up to the female members.
The others were clearly used to it. Some lowered their heads to sample the flavorful dishes, while others leaned close to whisper among themselves.
They acted as if Loki did not exist at all.
Kashu set down his glass and turned his gaze toward Tiona, who was battling the food beside him.
The way she was wolfing everything down made his tone turn subtly strange.
"Isn't that a little exaggerated? Anyone who didn't know better would think you hadn't eaten in days."
"Mmph, mmph, mmph—!"
Tiona's cheeks were puffed up like a hamster hoarding food. At his words, she abruptly froze with her knife and fork in hand, her eyes full of grievance and indignation.
Kashu helplessly rubbed his forehead. "Swallow what's in your mouth before you talk. How is anyone supposed to understand all that mumbling?"
Tione, seated beside them, repeatedly