Reincarnated With A Glitched System: Why Is My MP Not Running Out? Chapter 2141: Breakfast

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I was surprised by her words. I don't think I've ever truly felt any resentment toward my parents. If anything, they have always been wonderful parents.

Being strict is simply part of raising children properly. There is nothing wrong with that. It is how you shape good, responsible people. You cannot be endlessly lenient. Discipline matters.

"It's fine, Mom," I said with a warm smile, leaning in to kiss her cheek gently. "You have been a really great mom. So please don't worry at all. I don't feel any resentment or anger toward you. There's no need to apologize."

"Really?" she muttered softly, her voice tinged with lingering doubt. "I suppose it's just my age catching up to me. Even if I might still be considered young among elves, I have lived for hundreds of years… I guess it does affect my mind after so long. We elves are known for having little patience with children. But whatever the case, I was wrong."

"I told you so. Don't beat yourself up over it," my father said kindly, nodding as he patted her shoulders with gentle reassurance. "So anyway! Hahaha, wow. A lot has certainly happened. We should probably sit down and talk properly."

"Yeah," my brother agreed with a nod.

"We agree," Nepheline added from behind them.

"Indeed. Also, welcome back, Sylphy," said Uncle Shade warmly.

"Hi!" I replied happily. "Oh, Esmeralda! Hi, baby."

"Awuhh!" she exclaimed, waving her tiny hands excitedly while sitting on the table and eating berries. Her chubby little face was completely smeared with red juice.

"Hahahaha!" We all burst into light laughter at how she greeted me in her own adorable baby language.

I nodded. "Yeah, Dad, a lot has happened, but…"

"Groooouugh~!"

My stomach suddenly let out a loud, embarrassing growl that echoed through the room.

"I'm really starving right now… Can we eat first?" I asked, blushing slightly.

My parents blinked for a moment, then broke into warm laughter.

"Of course, dear. We know you're a big eater!" my dad chuckled heartily.

"Despite your small height, you somehow eat more than all of us combined," my mother giggled with amusement.

"Yep," my brother added teasingly.

"H-Hey! Are you calling me fat?!" I asked, puffing my cheeks in mock anger. "I-I'm not fat!"

"Nobody's calling you fat, girl!" my mother said, smiling. "Relax. Let's sit down and eat."

"Yeah, yeah. Take it easy," my father added.

"O-Okay…"

I might have a small complex about my height, how much I eat, and my rather large chest and backside. They don't make me look overweight, right?

We sat down to enjoy breakfast together as usual. I looked around the table with my mouth already watering. Dozens of delicious dishes were beautifully arranged in front of me, filling the air with mouthwatering aromas.

"Here's an extra serving of pancakes for you, dear," my mother said lovingly as she placed the plate before me. "I added lots of syrup, whipped cream, and fresh berries."

"Oohh!"

I started digging in immediately, cutting big chunks of fluffy pancakes and eating them with gluttonous delight. Whipped cream soon covered the corners of my mouth as I savored every sweet, rich bite. It was incredibly good, far more delicious than anything I remembered. So wonderfully satisfying!

I kept eating until my stomach finally felt pleasantly full. The sensation was refreshing and deeply comforting, almost as if my body had been waiting for this moment.

Wait… my body really had been remade from scratch. So this really is like experiencing everything for the first time again?

The realization excited me. All my senses felt heightened and vibrant. Every flavor, every texture, every subtle scent seemed brand new and incredibly vivid. I moved on to a plate of perfectly scrambled eggs mixed with crispy bacon. The soft, slightly sweet eggs, seasoned beautifully with salt, pepper, and oregano, paired wonderfully with the salty, crunchy bacon. I combined them with warm waffles, making myself a delicious sandwich of egg and bacon.

Then I drank several glasses of fresh, sweet, and refreshingly cold orange juice. The cool liquid filled me with renewed energy and vitality.

"Phew!"

I let out a satisfied sigh. Even though my stomach still had some room left, I noticed everyone was patiently waiting for me to speak.

"S-Sorry…" I muttered, wiping my mouth quickly with a napkin. "That was awful… Where are my manners…?"

"It's fine. You were hungry," my dad said gently. He wiped a small tear from the corner of his eye, his voice thick with emotion. "I'm just so glad you're well and finally awake. You've been unconscious for two whole weeks, after all…"

"Y-Yeah," I nodded, feeling a wave of warmth in my chest. "Wait, right! Where are my Familiars?!"

The moment I asked, several bright lights began to shine in front of me. Many small figures suddenly appeared, materializing one after another.

Ignatius, Beelzebub, Yggdra, Naturia, Violet, Furoh, Brownie, Armageddon, Glutton, Nephilim, Scarlet, Sapphire, Red, and more!

They had all taken their smallest forms so they wouldn't overcrowd the house. I was especially surprised to see Nephilim in such a tiny size. She looked like what Alice would call a "chibi" version of herself, no bigger than Esmeralda, yet still retaining her original graceful appearance, only smaller and even cuter. She resembled an adorable little cherub.

Armageddon had shrunk into a small ant form, which was convenient. Even Scarlet and Sapphire had become tiny, appearing in their humanoid goddess forms but in miniature size.

"SYLPHYYYYY!"

As soon as they appeared, they all cried out happily and rushed toward me, jumping into my arms and hugging me tightly. They were all so small and incredibly cute that I could not help but feel overwhelming bliss. I hugged them all at once, squeezing my precious tiny familiars gently against me.

"Everyone! I'm so happy to see you all again!" I cried, tears of joy welling up in my eyes. "A lot has happened, but… I'm so glad we made it through!"

"It's been two weeks!" Ignatius barked, though his voice carried clear relief mixed with anger. "Don't you know how worried we've all been?!"

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