Cheat Awakening

"Why are you all here at this hour?" Garnet inquired with a frown, inviting everyone into her room. "Did something happen?"

"Well, something did indeed happen, and it's related to your precious little girl" Sylphy replied, throwing herself onto the couch with a tired sigh. "As for our late arrival, it's because we had a child with us who wanted to play pranks on others. Sometimes I wonder if I'm ageing faster; recently, I've been sighing a lot."

Ayri nervously clenched her tiny pink fists, resembling a prisoner about to be sentenced, and stood in a random corner trying to minimise her presence, if possible she also wanted to become invisible like Myne.

While three mothers and daughters talking Myne observes Garnet's bedroom with eyes wide open while holding his heart tightly, he can say with gratitude that if he sells all things in this room he might have enough money to build a big manor.

The royal bedroom exudes grandeur and opulence at every turn. Moonlight filtered through enchanted stained glass, and painted the room in hues of amethyst and sapphire, illuminating a chamber fit for a king and queen. Rich tapestries, woven with fantastical creatures and forgotten lore, adorn the walls, whispering tales of faraway lands.

Family portraits, each whispering stories of past adventures, adorned the walls, watched over by gleaming suits of armour and fantastical creatures crafted from moonlight and stardust.

A massive four-poster bed, fit for royalty, dominated the space. Plush pillows, piled high like clouds, beckoned slumber, while a silk quilt, woven with threads of moonbeams, promised dreams of forgotten kingdoms. A hidden door, carved with swirling runes, led to a bathhouse where its secrets veiled in steam and scented oils scented with exotic flowers could melt away any worry.

Magic lamps, each a miniature star bottled in glass, cast warm, flickering light throughout the room. A plush velvet couch and four matching sofas, as soft as dragon's underbellies, invited fireside chats and whispered secrets. In the centre, a stunningly carved table.

The intricate detailing on the table's surface speaks to the master craftsmanship that defines this royal abode, gleamed under a grand chandelier that dripped with golden light, a miniature sun illuminating their world.

Everywhere, the touch of magic was evident. A bookshelf overflowed with leather-bound tomes, whispering tales of forgotten lore. In a corner, a telescope pointed at a star-dusted ceiling, promising glimpses of distant galaxies.

While Myne was lost in the beauty of the bedroom, Garnet hearing that the problem was with Ayri, looked at her confusedly. Seeing Ayri tremble nervously, avoiding eye contact, Garnet knew she'd done something wrong. However, Sylphy's relatively calm demeanour suggested the matter wasn't much of a big deal, causing Garnet to breathe a sigh of relief.

Compared to Ayri's little trouble, she was more interested in the naughty child Sylphy mentioned, mentioned, likely the one who made them invisible.

"Ayri, dear," Garnet began calmly, approaching the girl and lifting her chin with her index finger. "Please tell Mother what happened. Be honest, and perhaps your punishment will be lessened. Don't even think about crying, you know I dislike it," she said sweetly, masking her true emotions.

"I...I'm sorry, Mother," Ayri replied timidly, unable to speak due to fear and lack of courage. She darted her eyes around, searching for a certain liar who'd promised to share the burden but was now missing and enjoying the spectacle.

Bang!

Suddenly, a loud crash shattered the tense silence. Just as Ayri was about to be engulfed by Garnet's heavy presence, a very expensive-looking flower vase filled with strange, shimmering silver flowers plummeted to the ground, startling everyone, especially Ayri, the most nervous of the group.

Sylphy, who knew that Myne was intentionally causing trouble to distract Garnet and save Ayri, shook her head and acted as if she knew nothing.

Unlike Sylphy's nonchalant demeanour, Garnet's mouth twisted with a complicated expression at the sight of the shattered vase. It wasn't just her favourite vase, but also a symbol of immense significance. She'd obtained it at the cost of years of savings from a great renowned prophecy master. According to the master, the day this vase broke, a significant change would occur in her life.

She could embrace the change and step into the unknown future, or let it go and live a simple, ordinary life.

With a helpless sigh, she temporarily set aside Ayri's matter and approached the vase, her face etched with a complex expression. Picking up a small fragment, she turned to face Sylphy, who was now staring intently at the ceiling as if suddenly becoming very interested in it.

"Sylphy! If your little prankster doesn't step forward by the count of three, tonight will become very unpleasant for you," Garnet declared seriously, her face impassive as she clenched her fists.

"Cough, Mother, please stop giving me such a dangerous look," Sylphy retorted with a hint of anger in her voice. "This has nothing to do with me. It was done by your dear son-in-law, who is now standing behind you. Go and vent your anger on him. Don't drag me into both of your matters for nothing." She couldn't understand why she was being blamed for everything.

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Hearing that Myne, whom everyone had declared dead, was standing behind her, Garnet initially thought Sylphy was joking. But she still subconsciously turned around and happened to see Myne picking up the broken vase fragments with an apologetic smile.

"Good evening, Mother-in-law. Sorry for this mess. I was just trying to take a closer look at this small living picture-like thing when my elbow accidentally hit the vase and..."

Myne, who was blending truth with 30% lies, only felt a wave of feminine fragrance mixed with the scent of body odour and an unknown perfume that was sweet and seductive hit him. Before he could think anything, his face hit something extremely warm, soft, bouncy, and big, and with a strong pull, his face instantly swallowed by them. He had no idea what was going on, nor did he want to know.

He moved his hands and put them behind Garnet's back, hugging her tightly as well.

"MYNE! You're alive! I thought—sob—I thought, like Yukino, I had lost you too. After learning you were her child, I promised to protect you, to support you. But when you disappeared without a trace, I lost hope and blamed myself for being so useless. I couldn't even bring myself to speak to Yukino.

Thank goodness you're back!" Garnet, like a child who had finally met her mother after getting lost for a few days, didn't care about her image at all. She hugged Myne tightly, literally suffocating him in her giant assets, if Myne hadn't mastered the technique of holding his breath for a long time, for of course some ulterior motive.

Between sobs, she poured out all the emotions she had held captive in her heart.

"I've never seen Mother so emotional before, even when I was very seriously injured during a battle, she didn't behave like that. Sometimes I wonder who her real child is—us or Lord Husband?" Sylphy, who was watching the emotional drama unfold before her, couldn't help but complain to Ayri, who also nodded her head, clearly sharing the same thought.

"We aren't adopted, right?" Ayri joked, trying to lighten the mood. Now that Myne had successfully diverted her mother's attention and saved her from a beating, she was in a relatively good mood.

"Well," Sylphy didn't answer immediately and thought seriously about it. Myne and Aisha had joked about this topic with her a lot, saying that she didn't look like a princess from any angle and was probably adopted.

Although she knew they were just teasing her, now even Ayri was asking this, so she carefully looked at her mother, then at Ayri, then at herself in the mirror, repeating this cycle three times before breathing a sigh of relief.

"At least from looks, the three of us have many similarities; the chance of us being adopted is very slim," Sylphy replied with a confident smile while patting Ayri's head. "You'd better think about how to explain your matter to Mother. Don't think you can escape just because of Lord Husband; I won't let you go without getting punished."

Ayri, whose mood had just improved, looked at the smiling Sylphy, who now appeared no different from a devil in her eyes, with a shocked expression.

While Ayri was cursing Sylphy with all kinds of foul words she knew, Myne, who was so absorbed in Garnet's warm hug, even rubbed his face in her braless breasts which under her thin silk dress no different than being getting direct touch and enjoying this wonderful god-given opportunity to the fullest, patted her back, trying to calm her down like coaxing a little girl.

If not for the fact that he always felt like he was being stared at by two pairs of dangerous eyes, he really wanted to move his hand a bit lower and touch her big bubbly ass which was as big as her gigantic boobs. Maybe because Myne saw Garnet after many months, so he was overthinking, but he always has a feeling that her butt wasn't this big before.

However, those things didn't matter for the time being. What was really important was that he had finally made up his mind. After seeing how much his dear mother-in-law cared about him, treating him no differently than her own son, he decided he wanted this milf for himself. It didn't matter if she was a bit strict; a mother of four children, even her own wife.

He wanted this kind-hearted lady, super big assets milf. Such a perfect woman shouldn't be with a cheap and selfish old man, who now couldn't even get up his rusty tool.

As for being a few decades older than him? Hell, as if he cared about it. Gal, who was already more than 50 years old, and Amy, whose favorability he had still trying to increase since the day they met, were three times older than Garne. He already had plans to increase the lifespan of all his women, making age an even more useless concern.

And in the magical world, where living for hundreds of years was common, age was just a number.

"Screw you, father-in-law. Since you like being king so much, then be permanent. I will take your wife from now on and take full care of her. Hehehe, this is going to be a lot of fun.."