I Can Upgrade My Talent In Everything



The sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on the cozy room where Fein had spent the night. As the first rays of daylight touched his face, Fein stirred from his slumber, feeling the gentle nudge of Voli, his loyal golden bear companion. Voli's eyes sparkled with anticipation as he urged Fein to rise and begin the day.

"Come on, Fein. Melissa has prepared breakfast for us," Voli communicated through their unique bond, his voice filled with a mix of excitement and hunger.

Fein groaned softly, still feeling the remnants of sleep clinging to him. He reluctantly threw off the covers and sat up, stretching his limbs under Voli's watchful gaze. The cool breeze from the open window brushed against his face, invigorating him and dispelling the last traces of drowsiness.

With a tired smile, Fein ruffled Voli's fur affectionately. "Alright, buddy. Let's go satisfy our appetites," he replied, his voice laced with a hint of amusement.

As they made their way to the dining area, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and mouthwatering food greeted their senses. The table was adorned with a colorful array of dishes, a testament to Melissa's culinary skills and love for her family. Fein's eyes widened in delight at the sight before him, his stomach rumbling in anticipation.

Sitting at the table was Fey, Fein's beloved sister, her glasses perched on her nose as she sipped her coffee. Her expression was serene, her eyes hidden behind the lenses, giving her an air of intelligence and grace.

"Morning, Fein," Fey greeted him with a warm smile, her voice filled with the subtle familiarity that only siblings share.

"Hey, sis," Fein replied, his fatigue slowly dissipating as he took his seat at the table.

Melissa, their caring and nurturing mother, bustled around the kitchen, her face radiating joy at the sight of her children gathered together. Her hands moved with practiced ease, arranging plates and serving portions of the delectable feast she had prepared. Her love for her family was evident in every carefully crafted dish.

"Good morning, my darlings," Melissa greeted them, her voice carrying a motherly affection that enveloped the room. "I hope you're hungry. I've made all your favorites."

Fein's mouth watered at the sight of the spread before him. Pancakes stacked high, fluffy scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, and a variety of fruits and pastries adorned the table. It was a feast fit for champions.

With their plates piled high, the family sat together, enjoying the comforting clinks of cutlery against porcelain. The room filled with contented sighs and satisfied murmurs as they savored the flavors of Melissa's cooking, each bite a testament to her skill and love.

With plates piled high and the aroma of delicious food wafting through the air, Fein and his family eagerly dug into the breakfast feast prepared by Melissa. The room resonated with the sounds of satisfied chewing and occasional murmurs of appreciation.

Fein took a moment to savor the first bite of his fluffy pancakes, closing his eyes and letting the flavors dance on his tongue. His face lit up with delight as he savored the combination of sweetness and lightness, a perfect harmony of texture and taste.

"Mmm, Mom, these pancakes are amazing!" Fein exclaimed, his voice brimming with genuine enthusiasm. "You've outdone yourself."

Melissa beamed with pride at her son's compliment, her eyes sparkling with joy. "I'm glad you like them, Fein. It's always a pleasure to see you enjoy my cooking," she replied, her voice filled with maternal affection.

Voli, ever the voracious eater, wasted no time in devouring his portion of the breakfast. His jaws moved with lightning speed as he gobbled down his food, his eyes shining with delight. The bear's expression was pure bliss, his focus solely on the enjoyment of the meal.

Fein chuckled at Voli's eagerness, his eyes crinkling with amusement. "Slow down, buddy," he teased. "You'll give yourself a stomachache if you eat that fast."

Voli shot Fein a playful glare, his mouth full of food. His expression seemed to say, "Who cares? Food is meant to be enjoyed!"

Amidst the flurry of feasting, Fey interjected with her own unique contributions to the conversation. She sipped her coffee thoughtfully, her gaze fixed on Fein. From behind her glasses, her eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"So, Fein, tell us more about your time in the Abyss," Fey inquired, her voice filled with intrigue. "What was it like? Any interesting encounters?"

Fein paused for a moment, savoring the taste of the perfectly cooked bacon before responding. He took a sip of his juice, savoring the tangy sweetness on his palate.

"Well, sis," Fein began, a hint of excitement in his voice, "the Abyss was a great place actually. There are three realms... Lowe Realm, Middle Realm, and the Upper Realm. Each realm has their own structures. In the Lower Realm, most inhabitants are F-rank to A-B rank Demons. In the Middle Realm, most of the demons there are Devils and Satan-level. You must know the princes of hell right?"

"You mean Lucifer, Beelzebub and whatnot?" Fey leaned in closer, her curiosity evident in her posture. "Tell me more. What were they like? Did you encounter them or what?"

"I beat the shit out of them." Fein chuckled. "Well, more interestingly, I met an eccentric old man."

Just like that, Fein told his sister about the interesting things that he experience in the Abyss. Of course, he didn't tell her that he conquered the Lower Realm and almost ruled the Middle Abyss if not for the Demon God's sudden appearance.

As the conversation flowed, Fein regaled his sister with tales of his adventures, recounting thrilling battles and narrow escapes. He described the enigmatic creatures he encountered, their otherworldly powers, and the lessons he learned along the way.

Between bites and sips, the family shared laughter and engaged in lighthearted banter. Fein's comments about the flavors of the food became more animated and playful, resembling the passionate critiques seen in anime food shows. He analyzed the textures, the balance of spices, and the harmonious combination of ingredients, his comments delivered with a touch of dramatic flair.

Melissa watched her children with a mixture of amusement and adoration, her heart brimming with happiness at the sight of their bond and the joy they found in each other's company. In that cozy room, amidst the shared meal, Fein's return had brought an extra layer of warmth and love.