Chapter 268

What's the classic event associated with snowy mountains?

For example... skiing.

We thoroughly enjoyed that. For two days straight.

On the second day, everyone had improved compared to the first, so we were able to enjoy it even more.

For example... hot springs.

We also entered the ones in the hotel multiple times. Of course, they were separated by gender.

There were incidents like being flustered by Mr. Yurii's allure, or Reina trying to barge into the men's bath... but we enjoyed that too.

"Lord Clael... it's just the two of us now."

"..................Yes, it is."

And... one more.

A snowy mountain classic. The cliché, standard event: the 'lost-in-the-snow' event.

It's a bit abrupt, but... Clael and Reina were currently stranded in the snowy mountains, alone together in a small mountain cabin.

Yurii and Reina's friends were nowhere to be seen. The two of them sat hugging their knees in the small cabin.

Just a few hours ago, they had been enjoying skiing as usual... but the snow and wind suddenly picked up, and their visibility was completely whited out.

Clael had tried to lead Reina, who was nearby, back to town... but before they knew it, they were standing in front of an unfamiliar mountain cabin.

"...Well, I did know this kind of event existed. I guess you can't resist the script."

"Lord Clael?"

"Ah... just talking to myself. Don't worry about it."

Feeling slightly at a loss, Clael reconfirmed their current situation.

Clael and Reina were stranded in the snowy mountains and were now inside a cabin.

Outside, a fierce blizzard raged. The wind shook the door with a loud rattle.

(This event was in the game too... I was supposed to come here with one of the main characters...)

"Let's wait here until the blizzard passes. Don't worry, it should stop soon."

"Okay, I understand. Still... it's cold. What are we supposed to do in situations like this?"

"A campfire. Here you go."

Clael quickly began preparing to make a fire.

There was a small fireplace in the cabin. He placed firewood inside and lit it with a magic item. The orange flames warmed the room.

"Our clothes got wet from the snow... Lord Clael, maybe we should take them off to dry?"

"It's fine. I brought a drying magic item just in case something like this happened."

Clael pulled the item he had brought from his pocket.

He had properly prepared for emergencies like this. All thanks to knowing the game's event.

"If we use this to dry our clothes, there's no need to take them off."

"............You're well-prepared."

Reina looked oddly dissatisfied—perhaps because the skiing had been ruined?

Clael decided not to press further and rummaged around the cabin.

"There's a blanket here. It's a bit dusty, but if we wrap ourselves in it, it'll keep us warmer. I also brought some simple emergency rations, so please eat."

"...Thank you."

Reina pouted slightly as she wrapped herself in the blanket and accepted a calorie-bar-like emergency ration.

Clael, who had known about the 'lost-in-the-snow' event, was fully prepared. There were no openings.

Normally, in this event, the standard development would be to take off clothes and warm each other up... but with preparation, there's no need for clichés like that.

"We're warm, we have food... we should be fine until the blizzard stops."

"...Somehow, I feel like something's a bit off though."

"Really? Didn't you have teleportation magic or something, Reina?"

"............I don't know."

Reina, unusually sulky, made a childish face as she bit into the emergency ration in frustration.