human
Anastasia:  “Well, be it worries or work, it can wait until after we’ve had some food. Rohallo lost because of an empty stomach, they say.” Clapping her hands, Anastasia invoked what seemed to be a common saying as she took her seat.
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Subaru:  Emulating her, Subaru and the others similarly sat down, divided by camp as they rested upon square floor cushions.
human
Anastasia:  “Could you please bring it in?” Seeing that everyone was seated, Anastasia called out to the people waiting behind the screens. As she did, several inn staffers brought plates in, placing them atop the long table. The long table was quickly filled with huge black objects—only for even more iron plates to be set down. “Today we shall enjoy some traditional Kararagi folk cooking—it’s time for a daisukiyaki feast!” Anastasia made her pronouncement with great vigor as she swiftly rolled up her sleeves. Everyone in attendance was surprised by how she quickly set to work as the staff swiftly placed oil upon the iron plates and then brought a cart, which had all manner of condiments in round containers sitting atop it, into the hall.
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Subaru:  Daisukiyaki—the echo of that word, the large iron plates, the dishes… Glancing among all these, Subaru realized the true nature of the culinary tradition before him— “—Y-you mean this is okonomiyaki? !” Passed down in Kararagi as daisukiyaki, the Japanese dish of okonomiyaki boldly made its appearance.