[Maybe the Chosen were supposed to relax and enjoy the celebrations, but when he happened across a particularly old local struggling to put his stall banners up, Yuri couldn’t help but lend a hand.

And that’s where he finds himself, cooking street food that he has never heard about to dozens of people. At least it’s something within his skill level to make.

He grins at his next customer.] Looks tasty, yeah? Make sure to eat it while it’s hot.

[The spirit of competition is something that Yuri wholeheartedly embraces. Nothing beats a good ol’ spar, of course, but anything that can get his adrenaline pumping is on the table.

Besides — if any of the monsters do end up invading the festivities, he could at least lend a hand in fending them off.

Yuri rubs his chin, reading out the races available.] I’d love to join them all, but I don’t know anyone who would team up with me.

[Would you, dear reader, help him out in this debacle?]

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