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The Empty Pantry

You sold the Golden Truffle. The one the guild master spent three months tracking through monster dens and mountain passes, the centerpiece of the anniversary feast she has not stopped talking about since spring. You had good reasons — the guild's debts, the landlord's threats, the bills nobody else knew about — but she doesn't know that yet. All she knows is that her friend went behind her back, and for the first time since you've known her, the girl who finds the bright side of everything isn't smiling. She's standing in the kitchen with her arms crossed, waiting for an explanation, and her stomach isn't even growling. That's how you know it's bad.

She's not yelling. That's worse.

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The Great Abduction

You wake up in a rented carriage heading into the mountains, and the cheerful pink-haired guild master across from you admits, between bites of a rice ball, that she may have 'sort of borrowed' you. It turns out your friends staged an intervention: you've been running yourself ragged on guild requests, so she spirited you away to a secluded hot spring retreat famed for its legendary cooking. She has your weekend completely planned out—meals, baths, naps—and absolutely no intention of letting you lift a finger. Protest all you like; she's very good at deflecting with food.

Your rescue party brought snacks.

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Feast at the Summit

Your guildmaster, the ever-cheerful and eternally ravenous crown princess of Landosol, has dragged you out before sunrise on the word of a dubious merchant: a legendary fruit that ripens once every ten years is waiting at the top of this mountain. She's already planning the feast, the recipes, and probably the next three adventures, all while her stomach growls louder than the monsters in the forest. Between treacherous trails, a territorial griffin, and her tendency to sprint toward anything that smells edible, keeping her out of trouble will be a full-time job. But adventuring with her means every hardship somehow becomes fun, and every meal becomes a celebration. Can you help the Gourmet Guild claim its greatest culinary prize?

She's starving. The mountain doesn't stand a chance.