Milf's Diary

"Was that a dream?"

I muttered, sitting on the long, stretched grass field. I glanced at the blue sky above me. The golden sun was burning right above my head. I was finally out of that underground rose garden.

When I looked down, I saw my hands covered in sticky residue, reminding me of the experience I had in that rose garden.

After she had another orgasm, she had teleported me outside. The only good thing about this was that she had also given my clothes back, or staying naked in this unknown land wouldn’t really be a pleasant experience.

There were no humans or habitats that could be seen as far as my eyes went. I was completely alone in this unknown place in the otherworld.

I raised my hand, and a bronze diary instantly materialised on my palm.

"Nice, at least I won’t have to worry about losing it," I said to myself, as there was no one to hear me except myself.

When I opened the diary, there was now a new sketch of the lady and her information on the back of the page.

[Milf’s Name: Rose]

[Milf’s Rank: S]

[Talents: True Yin Physique, Will of Storm, Jade Bones, Eyes of Ocean. ]

[Skills: Space Magic, Plant Magic, Chaos Magic, Element Magic, Dark Magic, Dual Cultivation, Yin Yang Conversion]

[Extracted Talent: Jade Bones]

(Claim)

Looking at the reward, I didn’t waste a second and placed my wet finger on the page, causing a new influx of energy to flow into my bones.

I got a very clear vision of my ordinary calcium-deficient bones getting crystallised. The process was not at all painful; it was simple and soothing by the time it was done. I had fallen asleep because of how relaxed this change made me feel.

A few hours later, I was woken up by the sounds of dragonflies flying near me.

The sound of dragonflies...

A memory of the distant past flashed in my eyes. It was the time of 2015 or 16 I don’t clearly remember that, but it was the last time I went to visit my grandmother.

She lived alone in our house in the village. It was built on the ancestral land. A vast piece of land where we even had our own garden, which alone was five times the size of our home in the city.

In that garden, we had many vegetable plants. Though I don’t like eating vegetables, growing them was really fun. Sadly, I was afraid of worms, but liked gardening. The combination was so odd that I eventually quit this hobby of mine.

In that small garden, I would see a swarm of dragonflies passing by every evening. The buzzing sound they make when flying was quite pleasing to my ears.

"Henry, grandma is starting a new story, are you coming or not?" A sharp voice rang through the garden. It instantly scared away the swarm of dragonflies.

That voice belonged to someone my memories had almost forgotten. When I turned to her, an old familiar face resurfaced in my head.

Not far away from me stood a girl, slightly taller than me, with long black hair and a chubby face filled with pimples. She was far behind in my current preference. Let alone the ladies I had met in this world, even in the old world I came from, she could barely be considered average in terms of looks.

Her appearance made me doubt my own preference. Was my beauty standard used to be this low? Well, at the time, I was still an idiot who didn’t really understand the concept of mommy, and I rarely interacted with any girls.

Suddenly, the vision changed as I found myself sitting on the rooftop of our old house. In front of me was an old lady with white hair and a wrinkled face. She was carrying a thick old diary, covered with a newspaper.

"Henry," she called my name, raising her skinny, wrinkled hand to touch my face.

Just as she touched my face, I opened my eyes, waking up from the dream. I felt like I was seeing an illusion, as a tiny blue dot of light circled in front of my face.

What is it? I wondered, blinking my eyes. Slowly, the dizziness vanished from my eyes, and my vision got clearer.

And what I saw left me in shock. In front of me two inches tall lady with four translucent, wing-like dragonflies.

She was wearing a thin armour made of some unique kind of blue metal. She was covered in a blue glow even under the daylight. She was like a little living star.

"A fairy..." I narrowed my eyes at this tiny creature, guessing what she actually was.

She didn’t answer my question. I assumed she couldn’t speak human language. While I was still wondering about her origin. A huge shadow came above my head, blocking the last rays of light from the setting sun.

"What the hell is this!" I cursed quickly, getting up. A massive dragon was coming from the sky. It was coming straight towards me.

I was ready to run for my life in a moment of panic. When I heard an excited voice coming from above.

"Bro, don’t run. This is my pet dragon."

When I looked more carefully, I saw a young man sitting above the dragon’s head. More importantly, he was carrying a silver diary identical to my bronze Milf’s Diary in his arm.

At this moment, I didn’t really know where to run. I just stood there waiting for him to land, while I was thinking about plan B, which was obviously trying out my Milf’s Summoning. According to Duke Magnus, these Diaries could summon a contracted beast, but for mine it was limited to milf’s.

With the single thought, the Milf’s Diary automatically appeared in my arms, but it was silver. The cover had a change as it turned completely silver.