The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 155

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【155】
“Don’t you know the rule? You must never say things like ‘Did you handle it?’ or ‘Surely not?’ in any situation?”
“Huh? What’s that?”
“…I’m sometimes amazed at how you’re my Twins.”
The two of them bickered affectionately.
I quickly recalled the books I’d been reading.
I absolutely adored fairy tales set in the jungle like “The Girl of the Forest, Moggling” or “The Gorilla’s Minion, Zanta” or “The White Leopard of the Jungle, Oreo”…!
‘This is finally the beginning of my adventure.’
I was so thrilled I didn’t think I’d be able to sleep.
I’d love to be the one to find the golden flag, but it’s fine if I’m not.
Just being able to participate in the Friendly Competition was enough to make me happy.
“Get some good rest and I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Yes, Father!”
Soon after, I slipped into bed and clasped my hands together in prayer.
If only morning would come soon!
* * *
‘This is a problem.’
Chirp, chirp.
The birds were singing.
I had barely slept at all.
Well, I was too excited, like the night before a picnic—I couldn’t help it.
Mother had sternly told me I needed to sleep, so I squeezed my eyes shut, but sleep simply wouldn’t come.
“Yaaawn!”
But I’m not tired at all!
[The Water Spirit King, Aurora, remarks that children truly do possess remarkable vitality.]
“My, Young Lady. You’re already awake?”
“I barely slept!”
“Goodness. Let me help you change into these right away. Trendy gave you these boots earlier, saying they’d be perfect to wear in the jungle.”
The boots Noel offered were absolutely adorable.
The design itself was basic. They wrapped around the ankles and rose up high, looking sturdy.
But the cute teddy bear face patch attached to them was utterly charming.
Dressed in leaf-green combat attire, I stepped out with confidence.
“Wow! Even if an insect demon king appeared, I’d defeat it, my little sister.”
“Mikal!”
“Want me to carry you?”
Mikard was already waiting in the corridor.
Delighted, I nodded enthusiastically and bounced onto my older brother’s back, stretching my arms wide.
“Let’s go!”
To my adventure!
* * *
Shortly after, I entered the Athlete Waiting Room—unusually composed for once—and sat down quietly.
“Now, the Friendly Competition! The fourth stage is the Jungle. Today’s participants are… drumroll please…!”
The Announcer’s voice drifted faintly into this space, which remained eerily empty.
I must have arrived far too early, trembling with anticipation and excitement!
[Stage 4. Jungle] Participants
Maximilian Barateum
Superti Fasayen
Diolrose Bellarian
Ibis Rundle….
The participant list floated in the air within the waiting room as well, and I gazed at it blankly.
Crackle!
But here’s the thing.
The section where the Laximen Family’s representative should appear was oddly shimmering and distorting?
‘What’s going on?’
I tilted my head in confusion when the Announcer’s flustered voice reached me.
“Ah, we’ve just received word! The Laximen Family’s competitor scheduled to participate today has come down with food poisoning!”
Food poisoning?!
“They’ve had to be hospitalized! Acute gastroenteritis, they’re saying. Therefore, the Laximen Family has selected a new representative!”
Oh no.
They must be so disappointed about missing the Jungle stage.
I was worrying about it when something even more shocking happened.
“The new participant is… Rasifer Laximon!”
What?!
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ chuckles wickedly.]
[Refusing to leave your Companion’s side—such determination! Approved!]
I suppose having Rasifer with me does provide reassurance, but….
“How troublesome. I was hoping we could enjoy some time together, just us, but someone’s being difficult.”
Just then, the shadow beneath my feet stretched and deepened as Diolrose appeared.
“Sister!”
“A man who clings is never attractive, wouldn’t you agree?”
An elegant hand caressed my head.
I accepted that touch warmly and thanked my sister.
“Sister, thank you for helping me that day.”
“Don’t mention it. I’m always on the rabbit’s side.”
“Because I’m your brave warrior?”
“That’s right.”
Diolrose laughed with refined grace, her eyes sparkling. Moments later, the door burst open and Maximilian appeared with Ibis Rundle.
“Whoa, isn’t this unfair? How is Rasifer Laximon competing?!”
Maximilian stormed in and immediately erupted in protest.
In fact, the other competitors seemed to share his sentiment, evident from the jeers and boos flooding in from outside the waiting room.
“Now, everyone calm down. I understand the fairness concerns. That’s why there are conditions! Rasifer Laximon cannot obtain the flag!”
At the Announcer’s cry that followed, Maximilian’s eyes narrowed.
“Furthermore, no competitor may receive hints about the flag’s location.”
In other words, he was simply entering—
‘Then why come at all…?’
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ playfully taps the Luck Spirit King’s shoulder.]
[The Luck Spirit King ‘■■■■■■’ mutters that he’s still on Blake’s side.]
In any case, the five competitors were confirmed, and the match began.
“See you in a bit. I’ll come find you.”
Diolrose chose the ‘door’ first.
A large, ornate, pitch-black door.
“Find what? You’re not supposed to find her—each of you needs to find your own flag.”
Next, Maximilian grumbled and positioned himself before a wooden door with an entrance that looked extremely narrow.
After Ibis Rundle made his choice, it was my turn.
‘…Cotton candy?’
How to describe it.
There was a door decorated with cotton candy, as if pointing for me to enter through it.
As I stood before it, Rasifer appeared on the other side through teleportation.
‘Going soon… going soon? Meeting soon?’
Reading his lips to understand what he was saying, I opened the door at the Announcer’s cry.
With a brilliant light, I took one step forward, and the dense forest scent so thick it stung my nose burrowed deep into my lungs.
This was the jungle.
The moment the door closed, I experienced the miracle of being completely separated from where I had been and standing in a new world.
* * *
Zzzzzzzing.
The sunlight seemed to make that sound as it beat down harshly.
Followed by the clear sound of water and the triple chorus of insects echoing through the air, while hot wind moved in long, heavy strides, parting the leaves.
‘It’s hot.’
Sweat beads form just standing still.
‘Fortunately, there don’t seem to be any magical beasts nearby.’
I would have scolded them if there were.
It’s good that it’s safe, even if it’s a bit disappointing.
‘The flag is usually in difficult terrain like mountain peaks or cave interiors. Or a boss magical beast carries it.’
That’s how it’s been every round so far.
‘But there’s no mountain here. Only dense trees.’
Though it doesn’t seem like it would be at the treetops either.
I tilted my head to look up, then rubbed my chin and walked forward at a measured pace.
[The Air Spirit King ‘Shapasi’ asks subtly.]
[Should I send a low-level spirit? A flag like that would be found in no time.]
Oh, really?
[Water Spirit King Aurora speaks.]
[Mother will send a lower-tier water spirit as well. So that the spectators can witness your abilities… I should make the lower-tier spirit visible to others’ eyes, shouldn’t I?]
That would be reassuring!
Poof, poof!
The moment I nodded, an air spirit and a water spirit materialized before my eyes simultaneously.
I perched a tiny sparrow—no larger than a snake’s bite—upon my right shoulder, and a hermit crab-shaped water spirit upon my left.
Then, as I marched forward with determination, jellyfish trailed behind me in a procession.
The humidity was high in this place, and they all glistened with a plump, translucent sheen.
“Squeak!”
“Shall we head that way?”
“Squeak!”
“Let’s do it.”
Discern the examiner’s intent. (10 points)
The Laximen Magicians must have been exhausted creating four stages.
Where would the weary Laximen Magicians, tired from such grueling labor, have planted the red flag?
‘Surely somewhere conspicuous. But a place difficult to retrieve because monsters dwell nearby.’
Because by Stage 3, they’d simply hurled the red flag into the dormant volcano’s crater.
“What difficult terrain exists in the jungle? A swamp? Or a river? What lives there? Crocodiles? Anacondas?”
When people think of jungles, anacondas usually come to mind.
Jungle or rainforest.
This terrain, known by such names, was a tropical region teeming with evergreen broadleaf trees.
It was the perfect habitat for creatures like anacondas stretching forty meters in length.
Ssssssshhhhh—
That’s when it happened.

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