Chapter 192: Dimensional Home Level Up
A faint vibration suddenly rippled through the house. It wasn’t strong enough to knock anything over, but it was noticeable enough that everyone felt it.
At the same time, a series of glowing panels appeared before Gara’s eyes.
His hazel gaze scanned the words hovering in the air.
[Dimensional Pocket Home Lv 1 -> Lv 2]
[Harvest Yield +20%]
[Ambient Energy +5%]
"Harvest yield? Does that mean everything that will be harvested from the yard?"
A wide grin spread across his face. He had just been worrying about fertilizer for the dry soil here—
and now, maybe he didn’t need it at all.
But the third panel notification made him frown slightly. "Ambient energy...? What kind of energy is that?"
After a moment of thought, he shrugged. "I’ll figure it out later."
* * *
[DIMENSIONAL HOME]
Owner: Gara
Level: 2 – Estate Family
Facilities: House, Fence Wall, Gate, Well, Pond, Watchtower
Size: House (30m × 22m), House + Yard + Forest (80m × 80m), Road (4m × 150,000m)
* * *
Gara’s eyes widened.
The house and total area had expanded quite a bit. Even the road had grown longer, though he still had no idea where it actually led.
Then, he stepped out of the storage room.
Everyone else had already gathered in the living room, looking startled by the tremor.
"Gara, are you okay? There was a shaking—like an earthquake," Wina asked worriedly.
The others were watching him with the same concern.
"I’m fine," Gara assured them with a small smile. "That tremor happened because my Talent grew stronger after using an Enhance Crystal."
"Congratulations, Gara. You’ve gotten stronger again," Madha said warmly, giving him a brief hug.
Before the others could utter their congratulations, Ares’ voice rang out.
"Wait—why is there a new room over there? And why does this room feel... bigger?"
His question made everyone turn, finally noticing the obvious changes around them.
Gara quickly explained, "My Talent that’s been growing stronger is this Dimensional Space. Since this house is part of it, it’s affected too—and a few other things have changed as well."
He decided not to go into detail, mostly because he didn’t fully understand all the changes himself.
According to the Dimensional Home’s status panel, a watchtower had been added, but he still didn’t know what it looked like or where it was located.
Thankfully, he’d told everyone before that this Dimensional Space was his Talent. Only a Talent could create such extraordinary things—
and while the explanation was a bit of a stretch, it far safer than called it an item.
That would have made people suspicious of him, as no item is that powerful.
After all, items were things created by beings of this world— Unfortunately, they weren’t that clever.
Hearing Gara’s explanation, if earlier their eyes were simply filled with congratulations, now they brimmed with awe and envy.
Who wouldn’t want a Talent this incredible?
They began inspecting the new changes inside the house.
Next to Gara’s room, a brand-new room had appeared, exactly the same size as his.
In front of that room was an open space connected to the living room, with no dividing walls. At the far end stood a wide glass window that overlooked the front yard.
There was also a new hallway—about a meter wide—between Gara’s room and his laboratory, leading to the back.
Behind it, another room had formed. By Gara’s estimate, the house had extended another five meters.
After the brief tour, everyone gathered again in the living room to discuss how they should use the new spaces.
"Who’s going to take the room next to Gara?" Wina asked.
Madha, Fian, and even Della glanced at each other eagerly but stayed quiet, because the room was one of the larger ones.
Gara finally spoke, "How about you, Mom? That way your room won’t feel cramped anymore with the triplets’ cribs."
"That room’s too big," Wina shook her head gently. "And I’m fine where I am. My current room is just right for the cribs. Besides, the triplets still spend most of their time in your room."
"Actually..."
Gara hesitated for a moment. He had already been thinking about this—
that soon, there might not only be three cribs... but four, five, maybe even six.
It would be better if Wina’s room were larger and right next to his. If needed, they could break down the wall between them and add a connecting door.
Raising his arm slightly, Gara gave Wina a small, meaningful smile. "Mom, try checking my pulse... my wrist."
"Why—"
Wina didn’t finish her question. She reached for his hand, concern flashing across her face as her fingers pressed against his wrist.
Madha’s instincts told him exactly what this was about. It must be related to what they did back in Bota Village.
He stepped closer, silently taking Gara’s other hand in his own— his rough, warm palm enveloping Gara’s slender fingers.
Gara turned to him, a gentle smile curving his lips.
Meanwhile, Wina’s expression slowly shifted. Her brow furrowed, and her knees weakened.
Before she could collapse, Gara caught her in his arms. "Mom, are you okay?"
"Gara... this... how could this be..." Wina’s mind was spinning too fast for words.
Madha stepped forward, his voice firm and resolute.
"Auntie, that’s mine. I’ll take full responsibility. I’ll protect Gara with everything I have, for as long as I live."
Wina pressed a hand to her temple, exhaling shakily.
Honestly, she had imagined something like this might happen ever since the day she learned they’d slept together.
But she never thought... it would happen this soon.
"Mom," Gara called softly. "There’s nothing to worry about now. Druids can’t sense my scent anymore, I have a cloak that hides my body’s shape, I have anesthetics, Niskara tea... and I have Madha."
He turned to Madha with a gentle smile—one that Madha returned just as tenderly.
"...I have everything in this house," Gara continued, his voice calm and sincere, "and most importantly, I have you, Mom."
Wina looked at her son.
She still couldn’t quite accept it—but what’s done is done. Her mind was spinning with questions.
Had she done the right thing by letting Gara make his own choices?
Should she have been stricter?
Yet the truth spoke for itself: Gara was living well, happy, and successful in his own way.
Maybe... this time, she should trust him again.
"You must tell me if your body doesn’t feel well," she said quietly.
Gara nodded, then leaned in to hug her.
...