The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 174

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【Side Story Chapter 6】
“Well, Miss. I’ve thought of something!”
At that moment, Lina offered me the answer.
“Do you remember that… the jeweled ring candy from before?”
“Oh, yes!”
“What if you made it again? You said you were disappointed about it, didn’t you?”
Goodness, Lina. Isn’t she a genius?
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ applauds.]
[The Earth Spirit King ‘■’ agrees.]
Right, the red ginseng flavored jeweled ring candy.
I worked so hard to make it, but I never got to slip it onto Grandfather’s finger.
After everything went haywire, it got stepped on and shattered, so I couldn’t even eat it.
I was too exhausted to make it twice, so I just forgot about it after that!
‘This time, not something so dainty.’
Let me make something that Grandfather would actually want to wear.
As I pondered, I pulled over some paper and sketched something out hastily.
The finished drawing was… none other than knuckles.
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Actually, knuckles were a weapon that Iliad had been obsessed with lately.
It was a type of weapon where four fingers—excluding the thumb—slip into circular rings, and in a way, it looked like four rings connected together.
Iliad, who was similar in height and build to Grandfather, had grown increasingly interested in martial arts, and as a result, he made several knuckles and trained by alternating between them.
From often watching my older brothers train, I came to understand what knuckles were.
Though it was a weapon far too unsuited for me to use, Iliad taught me the basics of self-defense with them.
“Oh, so it’s candy knuckles then.”
“Yes, that’s about right.”
Hans, the Head Chef, grinned widely upon seeing my drawing and brought out the candy ingredients.
Sugar and peppermint leaves. And raspberry juice!
I’d decided to go with peppermint candy instead of red ginseng.
From what I’d overheard in the Kitchen, Grandfather had been fond of peppermint tea lately.
‘My older brothers can’t get this kind of premium information!’
Of course, Violet Aunt and Nein Uncle’s gifts were somewhat threatening.
Father apparently had little interest in the Sineria trip, so he’d been settling his gift with a large sum of pocket money each year.
“We already have knuckle molds at the Blacksmith, and since he won’t actually eat them anyway, should we just polish them up and use them?”
“Yes! I don’t think Grandfather would eat them either…”
“Right. He’s not really the type to lick knuckles.”
Laughter rippled through the Kitchen at Hans’s remark.
A friendly Servant quickly went to the Blacksmith and brought back the molds, and we happily made the candy.
The first batch was too messy, so we threw it out. The second one was made wrong, so goodbye to that too!
After repeating this three or four times, perfectly sized candy knuckles were finally born.
Since they were raspberry peppermint flavored, they had a slightly reddish hue, and inside were countless tiny star-shaped sprinkles.
Just looking at it makes it seem so adorable, doesn’t it?
“Oh, the sweet aroma is wafting everywhere.”
“Older brothers!”
“Tosil, your older brother is here.”
As my entire body emanated a sweet fragrance, Mikard and Elzen appeared in the Kitchen.
They’d left early this morning, and I wondered when they’d return.
“Did you pick out Grandfather’s gift?”
“Hm? No, that’s not it.”
“It’s not?!”
I’d naturally assumed that was the case.
As I stared blankly, Mikard chuckled and stroked my head.
“We brought something even better. It’s for you, Tosil.”
“For me? But it’s not even my birthday!”
“Right. Since I’m the one who’ll end up going to Sineria anyway, I bought something to dress you in for that occasion.”
What was he talking about?
I blinked my eyes and tilted my head in confusion.
I’m the one who gets to go to Sineria!
I wanted my gift to be first place.
The conclusion of going to Sineria isn’t what matters—it’s the process that counts!
[The Flame Spirit King ‘■■■■■’ bows respectfully.]
[Such competitive spirit, how admirable. A combative six-year-old indeed.]
Exactly!
I’m grateful that my older brothers want to take me, but… wouldn’t it be better if I were the one taking them?
[The Water Spirit King ‘Aurora’ grows troubled.]
[My daughter has already tasted the flavor of power….]
In any case, I left the Kitchen and returned to my Bedroom.
Four large boxes were placed there, and they all looked like clothing boxes to me.
And my older brothers stood before their respective boxes with expressions as nervous as if they were revealing their test scores.
“Go ahead, choose. Which one do you like best?”
Iliad asked urgently, though the boxes hadn’t even been opened yet.
“Just open mine first. Then you won’t even want to open the rest.”
This ominously confident declaration came from Mikard.
I quickly examined the expressions of Naiad and Elzen.
Both looked rather subtle, which… hmm.
‘Something feels off.’
Mikard and Iliad’s aesthetic tastes were a bit… strange, you know?
Something about them seemed oddly misaligned.
[The Water Spirit King ‘Aurora’ admits she cannot deny this and grows somewhat sad.]
See, Mother says the same thing.
In any case, my older brothers were full of anticipation, and I began opening the boxes one by one.
“Let me look at Elzen’s gift first.”
To examine Mikard’s present, I needed… a moment to mentally prepare myself.
The instant I untied the pink ribbon wrapped around the pure white box, my heart began to race.
The clothes arranged neatly inside were so, so beautiful!
What Elzen gave me was a pristine white dress with frills that swayed softly.
Short in front and long in back, it was made of a material perfect for summer—light and rustling with every movement.
And delicate seashells were embroidered across it in silver thread.
“It’s perfect!”
“On a scale of one hundred, how many points?”
“One hundred and ten!”
I haven’t even seen the others yet, but this is already the best.
How wonderful it would be to wear this when I go to Sineria?
“Ahem. Hmm. Ahhh-hem!”
Seeing how absorbed I was, Mikard cleared his throat to redirect my attention.
“Come on, this way.”
“Um…”
“Why do you have that look on your face!”
“It’s nothing.”
I hadn’t forgotten the year-end party dress Mikard gave me last year.
It had a butter-colored skirt with a mouse chasing cheese drawn on it…
I had no choice but to squeeze my eyes shut the moment I saw it.
“No, I’m telling you, this time is really different?”
“Really…?”
“Yeah, this time I really put thought into it!”
“You didn’t just grab this the moment you walked into the shop, did you…?”
When I asked several more times out of suspicion, Mikard stammered.
I carefully untied the green ribbon, and I was already uneasy just from the fact that a gift for a six-year-old had a ribbon this color.
“W-what is this!”
And finally, when the box opened.
I nearly collapsed on the spot.
“Title: ‘Bell Around the Cat’s Neck.’ Isn’t it cool? Isn’t it super cute? If you wear this and walk around, I’ll be able to find you no matter where you are.”
“I hate it!”
I shrieked at Mikard, who was boasting so proudly.
I’m not wearing this no matter how expensive it is!
“It’s way too childish. Do you think I’m four years old?!”
“No, look. There are jewels set into the bells too?”
“That makes it worse!”
Wahhhhh.
Mom, Mikard is trying to make me wear something weird!
As my face crumpled with tears, a flood of comforting messages from the Spirit Kings came rushing to mind.
“It… was supposed to be my gift of redemption… my gift of redemption….”
At my vehement refusal, Mikard turned to stone.
Meanwhile, the Twins’ faces brightened.
“Oh, then look at mine too. Here, I’ll unwrap it for you!”
Iliad’s gift was rather small. When I untied the violet ribbon, what lay inside was….
“A swimsuit?”
“Yeah. We’re going swimming anyway. This is better than giving you a one-piece.”
He wasn’t wrong, but… the problem was the design.
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ clutches their belly and laughs.]
[Quack… quack… snort, snort….]
I stared down at the bright yellow children’s one-piece swimsuit with an awkward expression.
With an enormous duck plastered across the chest, that swimsuit was… so childishly garish that I didn’t even want to touch it.

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