Curiouser and curiouser, as a book he'd read said. They had run into weird circumstances before and found that they could summon like it was second nature. But why this moon? Did the crystals have anything to do with it? What about that warm, contended feeling emanating from the way their hands remained firmly clasped?

But he needed to calm down. She was right about that. He chose to chalk it up to the idea that, even now, he really never liked being ogled like some damn circus attraction.

Focusing on food would help, wouldn't it? But the minute he saw the spread, he was confused and back on square one.

"Shit... guess we're really on a whole other moon." He didn't know what that purple stuff was. Nor did he know what the red one was. He couldn't ask if anything tasted like chicken or some kind of vegetable, or he'd get a weird look.

Meat. Where was the meat? Wait. His nose! It was sharp now, so maybe if something smelled good to him, then it'd taste good, right? Chie- and Yukiko-senpai's cooking smelled like dogshit, so it probably wasn't a stretch to assume the taste. Hell, he'd seen the other boys' faces. He'd learned enough.

"Uh, where the hell do we start? I mean, some of these smell really good, so I'll just point those ones out?"