My Summons Are Mythical Beasts

"Quick, come in, I have already prepared dinner for you and your father. He just texted me that he is on his way home as well," her mother, Rosana, stated with a welcoming gesture toward her son.

As far as he could remember, his mother had always been gentle and kind toward him and his father. She was also very hard working, taking care of both her husband and son wholeheartedly. Lucas had never heard her complain toward them, no matter how hard their life was, not even once.

For such a loving mother, Lucas had always been grateful.

"I\'m home," a warm smile etched over Lucas\' face as he finally took a step to enter the so-called home.

This so-called home was quite small. Their dining room and small kitchen was all in one place, and there was only a small space in front to entertain guests if there were any. There were only two rooms, one for him, and the other for his mother and father. They live frugally and don\'t have any lavish furniture, only buying the most basic necessities needed for daily survival.

As a man from another world who experienced better things, of course, Lucas was not satisfied with this way of life. For him, having a loving family was not enough. He must let them experience bliss and make them worry-free for life. He had been working hard in his studies and did not dare to slack-off, all for the grand ambition of becoming rich and giving back to his parents.

Unfortunately, in this world, studying hard and topping the class does not guarantee one\'s future achievement. It would help, but such help would only amount to nothing if not paired by good talent determined through the grimoire.

Not long later, a robust figure knocked on the door of their house. Lucas stood up and opened the door to see his father, Lumbert. A man with a huge build and vigorous face. He has a face full of beard, the kind that accentuated his looks and muscular build. His father once joked that he was a lady-killer during their high-school days, earning a harrumph from his mother at that time.

In terms of looks, his mother and father indeed did not fail. They were pretty good looking, allowing Lucas to inherit their looks without fail.

In his previous world, such looks of his father and mother might even allow them to become small-time celebrities. Unfortunately, in this world, one must not only have a good look to become a successful actor or celebrity. If they vie to become one, they must also have a good beast and good grimoire to support their career.

Anyway, upon entering the house, his father smiled widely and ruffled his hair before walking toward his mother who was still cooking.

She looked at his father\'s huge stride with a stern look before saying, "Ah-uh, wash your hands first, you might accidentally contaminate the food I\'m cooking."

Lucas chuckled lightly after seeing that his father slumped weakly after hearing his mother\'s words. Lucas remembered that everytime he came home, he would go straight to his mother and hug her tightly. At first, it was pretty awkward for Lucas, but he had grown used to it and he would even find it unusual if his father did not hug or kiss his mother upon arriving home.

Anyway, the room went unusually quiet after his father made his \'ritual\'. The two of them knew that today was Lucas\' awakening day, but they never spoke about it, just silently waiting for their son to make an announcement himself.

The two of them considered this day a big occasion, they even took some money from their savings just to buy meat so they could eat delicious food to celebrate today\'s occasion.

However, not saying anything was even more unbearable for Lucas who did not know what to say and where to start.

Should he directly tell them that he awakened an Unranked Grade Grimoire and follow it up by saying that there was no need to worry as he still has reassurance?

Yet, for the current Lucas, the matter of his future and how to announce it was not what he was afraid of.

What he was afraid of was the reaction his mother and father would have upon learning that he had awakened such a weak grimoire.

The thought of rejection and abandonment filled him with dread. He was afraid of feeling such emotions, especially if it came from his loving parents.

Time moved swiftly in this small place called home.

Lucas\' mother prepared and served their dinner. He helped by bringing some plates to the table, while his father, due to the nature of his work, was quite tired, hence, was only resting on his reclining chair, waiting for the duo to call him over to eat.

The aroma of meat wafted over Lucas\' nose. For such a grand occasion, Lucas noticed that even his mother had used her treasured condiments to make it even more delicious.

As Lucas took a sip of the hot broth, it brought warmth toward his throat. The feeling traveled through his stomach as he felt the warmth and love of his mother through this hot broth.

His father did not speak anything, just silently slurping the broth and eating the tender meat. For him, this was the best compliment for a cook.

As he finished his serving, a resolute glint finally appeared on his eyes.

"Mom, dad…" he spoke as he looked at his mother and father.

The duo looked at each other before they decided to stop eating, waiting for Lucas to continue.

"My awakening…" Lucas clenched his fist under the table.

He knew that he must make this step, regardless of his parent\'s reaction.

He only hesitated for a bit before he continued with an action.

He silently summoned his Unranked Grade Grimoire, presenting it over to his parents with his head hanging low. Even though he already steeled his resolve, he still does not dare to look at his parent\'s eyes and reaction.

His parents looked at the unremarkable grimoire that floated before them. They looked at each other and released a relieved sigh.

At the next moment, his father\'s stern voice entered his ears.