Ever since the Giant King Harald had died and the Royal Palace had been partially closed off, the Giants had held most occasions resembling "meetings" in the great tavern.
Unlike two months ago, Sephiroth and his companions did not "eat on the table" this time.
Their Giant friends had gone to the trouble of making a set of "seats" specifically for ordinary humans.
Well... from Sephiroth's perspective, they looked a little like "baby high chairs." No... more like "figurine high chairs."
To offer a comparison that would leave men speechless and women in tears, it was like a lonely shut-in making special seats for his figurines at the dinner table...
"...Wow-how fun! Were these made for us!?"
Uta seemed quite fond of these handcrafted "seats" and settled into hers with interest.
Nami and the others also took their seats one after another under Gerd's sparkling gaze.
-Got it. You made... no, you did the sewing, but Road might have done the woodwork.
Although Sephiroth disliked the sort of person who suddenly lost control of his emotions, as Road did, his memories of his previous life helped him understand the man somewhat.
"Bella mentioned it last time. It feels like sitting on a 'display stand.'"
Lilith sat beside Sephiroth, hiding half her face behind her fan. Even she felt a little embarrassed.
"Bochachacha-don't crowd around our honored guests!"
Jarul appeared, his enormous figure sporting a mountainlike white beard that covered ninety percent of his front, along with a short sword piercing his head.
The sight drew another round of astonished cries from Uta and the others.
"It's been a while, Elder Jarul."
Sephiroth raised a hand in greeting.
The various information and terms Bella had brought back last month had all worked out very smoothly.
Broadly speaking, they would conduct multilateral