The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 137

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【137】
“Found you.”
“Sister?!”
A shadow surged up from beneath my feet, and Diolrose emerged into view.
The Escort Knights, along with everyone seated before us, startled visibly—though I must say, it was different from how they usually reacted to me.
The moment Sister appeared, they all began trembling.
Everyone was shaking.
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ explains.]
[They’re overwhelmed by Diolrose Bellarian’s aura.]
Ah, I see.
But I’m an Awakener too…
[The Water Spirit King ‘Aurora’ laughs.]
[Our daughter is simply too adorable, after all.]
Mother, that sounds like you’re saying I’m not strong!
[The Water Spirit King ‘Aurora’ evades the question.]
Hmph.
“Come now, little one—forget such nonsense. Shall we take a walk together?”
“Yes!”
I’d learned enough about what I was curious about anyway.
But just as we were about to leave, the two frozen figures suddenly scrambled to their feet and blocked our path.
“Would you perhaps like to observe a ritual ceremony? There happens to be a Ritual Temple nearby.”
“Y-yes, that’s right! Just take a look! If you witness people finding joy and escaping suffering directly…”
The two spoke in a flurry, but their words withered the moment they caught Diolrose’s gaze.
I showed them the back of the pamphlet.
“Look, there’s a Myosotis Main Temple right here. If I’m curious, I’ll visit.”
“Y-yes! Please do come!”
I’d have to tell Father about this.
Walking out hand in hand with Sister, I glanced back and saw the two of them bickering over who would drink the orange juice I’d left behind.
“Oh, that’s right. I forgot to thank you, Sister. The Charity Auction was a success thanks to you.”
“Shu was doing it, so I had to help.”
As Diolrose passed by, everyone around us stared, dropping whatever they held.
Men and women alike froze with their mouths agape.
“Gasp!”
“Oh!”
Some hurriedly scrambled out of the way ahead, while others collided with passersby as they turned to stare.
Diolrose moved through it all with such natural composure, her expression utterly unmoved—and I found that absolutely magnificent.
“Besides, we’re special to each other, aren’t we?”
“Hm?”
Sister suddenly turned to me, her eyes curving like crescents as she smiled.
A beauty so ethereal and radiant that everything around us seemed to evaporate.
Any troublemaker would have no choice but to listen to Diolrose’s words.
How could anyone say “no” or “I don’t want to” when she spoke with such a gentle expression and kind tone?
So I answered her like this.
“What do you want from me, Sister?”
“Want from you?”
“Yeah, I want to listen to your requests too. You’ve listened to mine before, after all.”
In the end, I understood.
Even between friends, there can’t be an absence of mutual interests.
But I still wanted to believe.
That we didn’t have to be so calculating.
That we could be kind to each other.
“You’re cute too. Well…”
Sister trailed off her words.
Before long, evening fell, and fewer people lingered in the Market.
We walked slowly until we reached the end of the Market, where an old Grandmother stood.
“Want to get your fortune told?”
The Grandmother, wrapped in a worn purple shawl, gestured toward us.
“A blind fortune teller.”
Sister murmured to herself and stroked my head.
“I don’t usually believe in this sort of thing, but it sounds fun. Shall we give it a try?”
“Yes! If you do it, Sister, I want to do it too!”
And so we approached together.
“Two distinguished guests… please, come inside.”
Oh, so the wall the Grandmother had been leaning against was actually a Shop?
One of the Escort Knights went in first to inspect the interior.
“All clear.”
“Thank you.”
“Oh, no. Bellarian Princess.”
What can I say.
The Knights were really tense too, weren’t they?
And it looked like the back of his neck had turned bright red?
‘Well, our Sister is quite beautiful, after all.’
The Shop inside was very cramped.
One Desk covered with black cloth. One crystal ball. About ten fairy tales. And stacks of cards.
The Grandmother adjusted her headscarf, retied her shawl, and gently rubbed her hand over the crystal ball.
“Are you of Witch Bloodline?”
“Long ago, there was indeed such a person among my ancestors.”
“I see. Do you know what fortunes you can tell?”
“Though it shames me to say, I can see a little of what lies ahead.”
The Grandmother’s unfocused eyes wandered not to where our faces were, but above them.
When my Grandmother requested to read her palm, Diolrose extended her hand first.
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ is astonished.]
[So the Witch Bloodline still survives. I thought they all perished after the witch hunts.]
Do witches actually exist?
They’re not just in fairy tales?
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ nods.]
[They existed in history before it was erased. They were common. But I cannot tell you the details.]
I see.
I watched my Grandmother with curious eyes as she examined the palm lines.
“Oh my… you will need a hero.”
“A hero? I can protect and save myself on my own.”
At my Grandmother’s words, Diolrose let out a soft laugh.
“Yes, indeed. You are certainly strong enough. And yet, a hero will be necessary. Darkness deeper than darkness itself. A shadow deeper than shadow… something is trapped somewhere.”
My Grandmother’s voice suddenly turned eerie.
“Ohhh, ohhhhh! The serpent’s belly is split, and the sin is absolved, yet without feet there is no path to escape… no path!”
My Grandmother cried out dramatically and released my Sister’s hand. My Sister remained smiling, her chin resting on her hand as if lost in thought.
“Then I have one more question. Can you see my Father’s fate as well?”
“That would require… a drop of blood.”
“I can provide that.”
Prick.
My Sister pierced her pinky finger with the tip of her sharp nail, drawing blood.
My Grandmother silently tapped the crystal orb, and my Sister let her blood drip into it.
It was utterly fascinating to witness.
“…In the end, things will unfold as you desire.”
“The crystal orb shows such things?”
“Fragments of scenes appear. Your ambitions as well.”
What Diolrose desires is to become the Bellarion Household Master.
To become Household Master… the current Household Master would have to be gone.
That hardly seems like a peaceful method.
‘It would be nice if my Sister achieved what she wants… but no. It’s not good to dwell deeply on another family’s affairs.’
As I shook my head, my Grandmother made a sound of concern and extended her hand toward me.
“Now then, young lady, would you offer me your hand as well?”
“Okay.”
What would she say about me?
My heart raced with anticipation, but the next moment—
“…!”
My Grandmother grasped my hand and trembled violently.
“Ah… ah….”
“…?”
“What am I to do… what am I to do.”
[The Water Spirit King Aurora fusses, asking why I’m needlessly making the child anxious.]
After Mother’s shimmering text disappeared.
Grandmother spoke quietly, uttering a few words.
“The greater the love one receives, the greater the destiny that comes to pass. Since I can see destinies yet unwritten, the choice shall be yours, young lady. Bearing that weight itself will be arduous….”
“….”
“Yet even in these dimmed eyes of mine, I can see it. The great beings who love you will surely aid you, so you shall endure.”
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ murmurs.]
[So the true Witch Bloodline does flow through her veins. We can perceive everything.]
‘Were Witches Spirit Masters?’
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ explains.]
[It’s somewhat different, but in those ancient times, Spirit Masters were beings who made contracts with spirits and commanded them. Witches were the spirits’ companions. Nowadays, with Witches having vanished and Spirit Masters becoming exceedingly rare, the concepts have blended together.]
I sometimes enjoy it when the Spirit Kings share these ancient tales with me. It’s fascinating.
In any case, after paying the price and leaving.
I turned to look at Sister and smiled brightly.
“Sister! Do you know Charlotte Wiandre Londdragon Melarius the Third? She’s a character from my favorite fairy tale book.”

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