The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 144

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【144】
Thump, thump.
Blake walked into Fasayen’s Territory.
More precisely, while looking directly at me.
I met Blake’s gaze, and even without hearing what he was about to say, I felt I already knew.
When Blake was Mongdol, we communicated without needing to use human language.
“I’m sorry.”
His eyes were a pale green in sunlight and teal in the shadows.
Those green eyes turned toward me.
“But I never meant to deceive you.”
Blake’s tone was blunt.
Not sharp or cutting, but almost devoid of warmth.
It was the complete opposite of Rasifer, who always wore a gentle smile.
Different too from Maximilian’s twitchy, abrasive manner.
“I wanted to give you this… so I searched for it. Please take it.”
Blake extended a golden rose toward me.
There was hesitation in his gesture, yet he found the courage to offer it. I found that beautiful, so I rubbed my eyes.
‘Huh?’
Just now, Mongdol seemed to overlap with him?
But standing before me was Blake—a ‘human’.
I accepted the rose.
“Thank you, Mongdol.”
“….”
Oh no!
“Ah! No, B, Blake!”
Mongdol. Mongdol. Mongdol.
Strangely, my words echoed through the stadium like a refrain.
As if someone’s mischief had given them voice.
“Hmph.”
Beside me, Rasifer let out a snort with a displeased expression.
Blake’s ears flushed crimson, and I too felt my face burn with embarrassment.
Just as I was about to collapse into my seat—
“Did you… already know I was a d, d…og?”
“That you were a puppy… yes. I knew.”
“You did.”
“How could I not recognize my own first puppy?”
The lustrous black hair remained the same, the sparkling eyes unchanged.
Now there were no sturdy legs that would wag their tail when pleased, but still.
“I’m glad I recognized you.”
“R, right?”
Ah, something feels off about this conversation!
Blake seemed to malfunction, creaking awkwardly. Watching him like that, I plucked a single petal from the rose.
“This is… why?”
“Just because I wanted to give it to you. As proof that you were once my Mongdol.”
Blake accepted the petal slowly, brought it to his lips, then quietly returned to his seat.
I felt steam practically hissing from my ears, so I stumbled slightly and plopped down in my seat.
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ exclaims with delight!]
[Be jealous! Clap! Be jealous! Clap! Be jealous! Clap!]
While I was fidgeting with the golden rose, the Emotion Spirit King sent a cascade of sparkling text.
After that, I could see Rasifer, who clearly looked sulky.
“Rasifer?”
“I’m not sulking. Absolutely not. I wanted to give you the golden rose first, but….”
“You’re definitely sulking.”
How refreshing!
Finding this amusing, I poked Rasifer’s cheek with the golden rose, now missing one petal.
“Does it bother you that it wasn’t first?”
“…Yes.”
“You don’t need to be first. Not everything precious is about being number one.”
“Still. I want to claim every first moment with you for myself.”
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ exclaims with a howl!]
[How greedy, this Rasifer is.]
You said it.
He’s trying hard to smile, but I can feel a dark aura radiating from around Rasifer.
What’s funny is that there’s also a murky aura swirling around Father.
‘Just because someone dislikes another person doesn’t mean I won’t befriend them.’
If I want to be friends with someone, I will.
If I don’t want to be friends with someone, I won’t get close to them no matter how much people around me say they’re good.
Everything is determined by my own decisions and judgments.
Other people’s opinions are merely advice. They can’t have absolute influence over me.
I was raised to have agency and independence.
“Ah, so that person must be the Isthel Household Master’s Deputy.”
Just then, Mikard climbed up from the stadium to the spectator stands. He then deliberately squeezed himself between me and Rasifer to claim his seat.
“I heard he took over the household because the heir was too young. Is that right, Father?”
“Yes. That man is the previous Isthel Household Master’s brother. He’d be Blake’s uncle, the only heir.”
“It’s a common household dispute. From Jeffrey Ishel’s perspective, he probably wants to control Blake and swallow the household whole.”
Mikard grabbed an animal cookie and shoved it into his mouth. But just as he was about to chew, the cookie vanished like smoke.
Rasifer turned his head away, pretending not to notice, while Mikard looked indignant. I ignored the two of them bickering and gazed into the distance.
Across from Fasayen.
The Isthel section.
A man with short black hair and a mustache had a firm grip on Blake’s arm.
Blake’s face was expressionless, but I could tell.
Right now, Blake was deeply uncomfortable.
‘Because the aura around him had darkened so suddenly.’
A wariness that made his fur stand on end. It was as if his ears had flattened slightly and he was growling low.
Anyone passing by could see that the two of them had a terrible relationship.
‘That must be why his leg broke while staying in that household, and he ended up wandering the streets with such grievous wounds.’
I wanted to pull him out, but I had no means to do so right now.
Growing up was the only answer.
My only concern was whether he could grow up safely.
[Water Spirit King Aurora pats you gently.]
[You saw it just now, didn’t you? How he shattered that hard crystal with his fingernails. Blake is a strong child.]
‘That may be true, but…’
[Flame Spirit King Flammeus shouts loudly.]
[Bah! Besides, a man who needs constant looking after can’t be called a man at all!]
[Air Spirit King Shapasi agrees.]
[Each being has their own destiny. Do not take responsibility for or meddle in the fates of others. Do not erode your own freedom in such a way.]
[Luck Spirit King ■■■■■■ offers careful counsel.]
[Sometimes, one must overcome the misfortune and pain given to them for a future to be forged. That child’s suffering is something that child must endure. You must not rob them of the chance to overcome it themselves.]
All the Spirit Kings were saying the same thing.
Understanding what they meant, I nodded quietly.
So even thorny paths must be walked.
‘Still, my heart aches.’
I want to help. And I want Blake to smile.
‘If… if Blake asks for help, then can I help just that much?’
When I asked, all the Spirit Kings answered together that yes, I could.
‘I see. I can’t try to solve things for him. But I can help to some degree.’
It was a bit difficult to grasp, but I thought I understood the distinction and the line well enough.
“Ugh, it’s cold. The chill still won’t leave my body.”
“Let’s head inside now.”
Mikard shivered, and Father stood up first.
Just then, the Announcer made the next stage announcement.
“Ah, Laximon just informed us of tomorrow’s stage! It is none other than the Sea! The Sea, they say!”
If it’s the sea, that’s incredibly advantageous for Fasayen!
“Please submit each household’s list of participants within the hour. Then, we shall see you tomorrow!”
The one competing for Fasayen tomorrow would be none other than Elzen!
Considering Elzen’s abilities, it was the perfect field for him.
* * *
“So what do we do now?”
This was Eden.
The Spirit Kings, who had been gazing at the radiant girl gathered before them, all sighed in unison.
“What am I going to do? The bond has grown far deeper than I anticipated.”
“Indeed. It was rather enjoyable watching Rasifer Laximon succumb to jealousy, though…”
The Earth Spirit King, sprawled across the rock, squinted as he blocked out the sunlight.
Flammeus, perched beside him, scratched the back of his head awkwardly, while Aurora, her feet submerged in the waterfall’s cascade, wore an equally troubled expression.
“If she discovers that today marks the final day with Blake Isshel, she’ll surely be devastated. I wonder if she can truly accept never seeing Blake again starting tomorrow.”

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