Reincarnated With A Glitched System: Why Is My MP Not Running Out? Chapter 2011: You Can’t Hide Things From Your Mother

After sorting out a few misunderstandings with my familiars, I finally got to take a proper bath and change into fresh clothes. I didn't want to treat them like slaves or force them into anything they disliked. Instead, I chose to be understanding. As long as they behaved and we could explain things clearly to everyone else, I decided to let them assume any form they wished.

After all, it would be wrong to compel them otherwise. They possessed the autonomy to dictate their own bodies and appearances, and I had no right to interfere.

Still.

"Good morning, everyone!" I announced as I descended the stairs. My family was already up and about, although a few of my friends were still asleep, including Aquarina.

"Ah, Sylphy. Good morning. You're up quite early today," my father commented while tidying the table.

"Breakfast is nearly ready," my mother chimed in, busy cooking her exquisite dishes. "I heard you and your friends conquered quite a few dungeons."

"Oh yeah, we did!" I replied with a proud nod.

"And about... a lot of other things that occurred," she continued, her gaze shifting between me and the multitude of familiars that followed in my wake.

"Sorry. I might have indulged them a bit too much. They prefer to stay close to me constantly," I sighed.

"Well, that's perfectly fine as long as they don't cause you trouble," my father shrugged. "This house has ample space for everyone."

"I heard you managed to upgrade your weapons to the divine level. Is that truly accurate?" my mother inquired, approaching me.

"Oh yes, she did," my brother confirmed. "She also accomplished many other astonishing feats."

Wait, did my brother just rat me out?

"Did you tell her everything?" I questioned.

"Not entirely, but she kept probing... And are you really intending to keep all of this a secret? Sylphy, it's simply too much," he expressed with a sigh.

"Ah... perhaps you're not wrong, but you shouldn't spill secrets about your sister. At least allow me to share it myself," I stated.

"Uh... my apologies," he mumbled.

Indeed, my brother was undeniably a mama's boy. Naturally, he had divulged everything to her.

"It's honestly quite a lot to take in," my mother admitted.

"I suppose that's understandable," my father concurred. "Divine weapons aren't typically created by ordinary individuals. However, our daughter doesn't precisely fit into the 'ordinary individual' category. She's remarkably unique... and in truth, exceptionally special. Our son, too, of course."

"Felicia wished to examine your weapons later. She's in her room," my mother mentioned. "By the way... may we see them? And it wasn't solely the weapons, was it?"

"Hm, yes," I murmured, rolling my eyes subtly. "It wasn't just the weapons..."

I summoned Scarlet and Sapphire in their weapon forms, allowing them to present themselves as the sentient armaments they had always been. Yggdra also materialized, seemingly eager to converse with my parents.

"Woah?!"

"What the...!"

Both my father and mother reacted with sheer astonishment upon witnessing Scarlet and Sapphire's humanoid guises for the first time.

My companions—Mist, Lara, and Ruby—who had just awoken and were joining us for breakfast, watched with surprise despite already being aware of the situation.

"So? What do you think, Miss Allan and Lady Faylen? Aren't we stunning?" Scarlet quipped playfully, striking an alluring pose.

"Hey, stop acting like a fool," Sapphire retorted, groaning. She stood taller than anyone else present. "Please excuse her. She's a bit eccentric."

"A-Ah... uh-huh," my father managed, still stunned as he took in their striking appearances. I was quite certain no man could easily disregard such beauty, even if committed.

My mother remained motionless, her mouth agape in disbelief. "T-This is the first time I've ever encountered weapons transforming into human shapes! They are far beyond mere divine weapons. I surmised you might have channeled a spark of divinity or something similar, but this... this is entirely different! Y-You have genuinely forged two Divine Relics—no, Gods!"

"Uh, I suppose so," I acknowledged.

"With what materials did you accomplish this, my dear daughter?!" she exclaimed. "A-And did you even possess the requisite skill?!"

"I... well, my dungeon provided the materials. I utilized them when the opportune moment for their evolution arrived," I explained as simply as possible, deliberately withholding the detail about Armageddon for the time being.

"Can your dungeon actually produce divine treasures?" my mother wondered aloud. "T-This is astonishing... I don't recall such a feat ever being possible! Did it undergo changes? But how? Sylphy, are you aware of the immense difficulty in acquiring divine treasures and materials in most parts of the world?"

"I am aware..." I sighed.

"There's something else you're concealing, isn't there?" she asked, narrowing her eyes.

"My dungeon received an upgrade, and that's all..." I replied, crossing my arms and averting my gaze.

"Faylen, she has already blossomed into an adult. You can't possibly continue to interrogate her and pry into every facet of her life," my father stated. "Allow her space."

"I would, if not for the fact that she is the princess of this realm. Her actions could very well cast a shadow over our entire nation," my mother countered. "Sylphy, enlighten me on what transpired."

"Mom, this truly does not concern you," I declared with unwavering resolve.

"W-What? Such audacity and disrespect!" she exclaimed, taken aback. "I am your mother, you understand!"

"And you were absent for nearly three years. Do you truly believe I remain the same child you once knew, Mother? I have undergone considerable growth. I am now a woman, an adult," I retorted. "I will no longer tolerate your incessant questioning. You have no need to know every single detail!"

"If you had nothing significant to conceal, you wouldn't be behaving in such a manner..." she sighed, her head shaking slowly. "Is there some misfortune you fear might incite my displeasure?"

"..."

"I knew it!" she proclaimed, the truth dawning upon her. "All of you, what is this secret? Reveal it to me." Her gaze shifted to my familiars, yet they remained stoically silent.

"My apologies, my lady. Your commands are not our concern," Ignatius stated, a sneer lacing his tone.

"Hmm..." my mother mused with a sigh.

Keeping Armageddon under wraps was the wisest course of action for the time being. The prospect of additional complications, especially after Aquarina’s parents discovered that the very entity who had almost annihilated them was now my confederate, was unappealing. They would undoubtedly react with displeasure.

They would surely take offense.

"Listen, Sylphy," she began, settling down beside me. "My intention is not to micromanage your life. You must, however, grasp the sheer magnitude of your existence. You wield extraordinary power and possess resources that could potentially rival our entire nation, particularly if your claims of producing divine treasures hold true. By all accounts, you defy conventional understanding, an anomaly among anomalies. I require comprehension of the unfolding events. What if another mishap occurs within your dungeon, something intrinsically linked to what you're hiding? Or any other matter entwined with your affairs? The lack of context would be overwhelming."

"But as I've stated, it’s not your concern, and I am perfectly capable of managing these matters independently," I asserted with abundant confidence. "I am not foolish, Mother. Cease treating me as such."

"I am well aware you are not foolish. You are an intelligent young woman," she acknowledged with a nod. "Have I ever suggested otherwise? You invariably bring me pride, Sylphy... and I harbor no resentment towards your phenomenal growth or your possession of two divine weapons. If anything... I find it difficult to fully comprehend, it is so utterly astounding and magnificent. I often ponder the mystery of how I could have birthed someone like you. Someone so exceptionally remarkable... It fills me with a profound sense of concern. Individuals wielding power on your scale frequently become targets, drawing the ire of many simply by their very being."

"I no longer require your protection, Mother," I declared.

"You do," she replied, her hand gently enveloping mine. "A family stands together, shielding one another. That is the immutable truth."

"..."

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