The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 112

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【112】
A bolt from the blue.
Lightning strikes a clear sky.
But now it was ‘real’ lightning.
That bastard.
Diagon urged his horse forward with a somewhat vacant expression. His mind was so turbulent that he could barely see the path ahead.
“My daughter is already talking about having a boyfriend. She’s only nine years old.”
Kamin watched carefully from beside him as he muttered darkly.
“What troubles you, Your Excellency?”
“Superti wants to have a boyfriend, apparently.”
“What? Already? They say children these days mature quickly, but—she’s still so young! What boyfriend could there possibly be!”
Kamin quickly changed his words, conscious of the murderous intent in Diagon’s gaze.
“And my daughter is so intelligent and has such a good memory that she still remembers Rasifer Laximon, whom she met only once when she was four years old.”
“Oh… surely not.”
“That cursed wretch—she’s looking forward to seeing him again.”
“My, what a calamity.”
Kamin clicked his tongue.
Yet in his heart, he thought differently.
‘The acting head of the Laximon Household isn’t so bad, is he?’
His character may be flawed, but his appearance, wealth, abilities, and status are all exceptional. He’d be the finest suitor imaginable.
Of course, that character flaw is quite the problem—
‘But if the acting head of Laximon were to be the one chasing after the Youngest Miss, well.’
It might even be entertaining to watch.
Still, Kamin concealed these true thoughts masterfully.
He had no desire to be quietly buried in some remote place.
“A boyfriend already? A hundred years is too soon. No, a thousand years would be too soon.”
Throughout the journey to the Capital, Diagon’s mood remained abysmal. Superti, unaware of her father’s feelings, remained cheerful and innocent.
And Diagon’s patience finally broke when he discovered that Superti was exchanging secret letters with Rasifer Laximon.
“Daughter.”
“Yes, Father?”
“Don’t tell me these paper cranes are… from him.”
The hand holding the letter trembled violently.
Diagon was struggling not to tear the letter to shreds.
‘Anyone can see this is Rasifer’s doing.’
He wanted to break the man’s legs.
Breaking his arms or twisting his neck would be satisfying too.
“It does seem to be from Rasifer, Father.”
“…!”
“I want to meet him soon. Rasifer might be my Bijou’s companion.”
Superti smiled brightly.
Diagon clutched the back of his neck for a moment as he gazed at the bright, expectant face shimmering with hope.
His vision had gone dark.
“Is he more handsome than Father?”
“Mm.”
“Do you think he could protect Shu better than Father?”
“Hmm.”
Diagon regarded his contemplative daughter with a melancholy gaze.
My heart was far too complicated.
Now I understood why people turned to religion—I was at that point.
Without reciting prayers, my mind and body would never find peace.
“I love Shu more than anything in this world. I cannot accept anyone who doesn’t love her as much as I do. Not selfish men who think only of themselves, nor those lacking in decency.”
“But Grandfather always says you lack decency, doesn’t he?”
At the innocent, clear question from my daughter, my words caught in my throat.
That was… well, yes.
That was true, but.
“Could it be that you like him more than me, even though you’ve only seen him once….”
“No! Child, Father is the best.”
Phew.
At my daughter’s confident words, I swept my hand across my chest in relief.
I hadn’t wanted to ask so childishly and immaturely.
It was unseemly.
Yet before my daughter, all such pride dissolved into nothing.
‘My daughter still loves Father more than that bastard.’
Diagon muttered this to himself with a touch of spite.
How could I have raised her this way.
How could I have recovered my youngest daughter.
Even if he is Viju’s companion, I would not let her go so easily.
But if he truly is her companion… unlikely as it is, if he truly is.
“Sigh.”
Diagon crumpled the letter and tossed it away, then splashed water on his face.
Hello, Jellyfish owner.
Won’t you give me a nickname too?
-L.
Hello, Jellyfish owner.
Pretty one, you say!
I love it so much.
I want to hear you call me that in person as soon as possible.
-Your pretty one.
What an insufferable bastard!
How dare you seduce my innocent child without my knowledge!
The characters scrawled across the crumpled paper seemed to mock him with their very existence, and Diagon exhaled sharply through gritted teeth.
‘Laximon has no brothers or sisters. There is only one, so even if I’m acting as Household Master, I must participate in the friendly match.’
There was truly only one way to manage this overwhelming fury.
Either with a blade or with fists.
Either way, I felt compelled to drive this bastard into the dirt.
* * *
Banners bearing the phoenix—the divine beast of flame—fluttered throughout the streets.
Foreign tourists from various nations mingled with people gathered from regions across the realm.
Zenon, the capital of Barateom, was so densely packed that there was scarcely room to set foot.
“Fresh vegetables here! Buy tomatoes! The tomatoes grown in the capital are the finest!”
“Phoenix souvenirs for sale! Get your figurines! We have phoenix quill pens too!”
It was already a place where crowds naturally gathered, and now the friendly matches were about to commence.
During this season, Zenon had installed massive magical screens in the plaza so citizens could watch every match.
Moreover, several of the competitions were open for direct viewing.
As a result, the assembled crowds exceeded all imagination.
Tickets for the directly viewable matches had already sold out down to the standing-room sections, and related merchandise flew off the shelves.
As time passed, products featuring popular Awakeners would surely be released.
Yet among all these things, there was one that drew the greatest attention.
MVP.
Who would become this year’s most valuable player?
“Wow, amazing!”
“Be quiet, Shu. Can’t you show a little more grace?”
“Angela, look over there! The Imperial Palace!”
“I can see that too.”
The moment the Imperial Palace came into view in the distance, blazing like living flame, I could no longer contain my excitement.
Though Angela, sitting across from me in the carriage, responded with calculated coolness, I remained thoroughly thrilled.
Besides, I could see her cheeks flushing slightly.
‘She finds it fascinating too.’
Well, that was just Angela’s way—always playing aloof.
I gazed out the wide-open window at the Imperial Palace, its brilliance seeming to pour down like the scorching sun itself.
“It looks like pomegranate preserved in honey.”
“…Are you thinking about food all day long?”
“But it really does look like that.”
The walls of the Imperial Palace were oatmeal-colored, and the tiles adorning the roof were a deep red.
There was a legend that the first Emperor had constructed it in just a week during the founding, borrowing the power of the divine beasts—whether true or not, I found myself wanting to believe it anyway.
The overall layout of the Imperial Palace, when viewed from a distance, resembled a magnificent flame burning brilliantly.
From where I sat now, it appeared exactly that way.
[The Earth Spirit King ‘■’ offers commentary on the Imperial Palace.]
[It is humanity’s greatest work of art, the Imperial Palace. Particularly this one possesses considerable architectural beauty.]
I agree completely, Earth Spirit King!
“Wow!”
I passed through the Imperial Palace gates and ventured deeper into a garden as vast as our own home.
Only after arriving at the Guest Palace was I finally assigned a room to stay in.
“Welcome, Miss! I’m Noel, and I’ll be attending to all your needs during your stay.”
“Hi, Noel!”
Oh, right.
Unfortunately, Lina couldn’t join me on this trip, nor could Angela’s tutor.
Apparently, it was protocol for only the maids personally sent by the Empress to serve at the Imperial Palace.
‘I’ll have to buy plenty of gifts to bring back.’
Noel was considerably younger than Lina.
Her personality seemed similar to Lina’s, though.
“The Admiral requested that the Youngest Miss’s bedroom be placed in the finest location. That’s why we have this balcony here.”
“The garden is right outside!”
“Yes, that’s right. If you unlock this latch, you can go directly into the garden. Would you like to take a walk while I tidy up the room?”
“Yes!!”
I pulled out the seal pup doll Father had bought me from my bag, laid it on the bed, and tucked a blanket around it.
It was quite worn by now, but it remained my greatest treasure nonetheless.
“Hey, where are you going!”
“Mikal, I’m going for a walk!”
“Don’t go too far. Want me to come with you?”
“No thanks!”
I could walk around on my own, after all.
I could understand it when I was a baby, but I’m nine years old now!
My Bijou had already awakened, and I wouldn’t tolerate being treated like a child instead of a lady.
‘Huh? Who is that boy?’
That was when it happened.

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