Idan changed out of his uniform into casual clothes, rolled up his sleeves and put on one of the two aprons. He started checking the ingredients that were available.
While he was doing this, Arabel took off the {Ghost Mask} and put it into her spatial ring. She settled down at the table, leaned her elbows on the counter, rested her chin on her palms and began to watch her husband.
Noticing that he had started to choose the ingredients, she tensed slightly. After her recent bout of nausea, she was still wary of any pungent odor. However, to her surprise, the kitchen remained filled with only a light, barely perceptible aroma of ingredients, spices and purity.
She inhaled slowly and blinked in surprise.
[The family kitchen adapts to the current state of the Hosts]
[Irritating odors, sudden temperature changes, and unwanted impurities will be automatically suppressed]
Arabel looked at the sudden refinement of the System in surprise, and then laughed softly.
