The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 177

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【Side Story Chapter 9】
It may not be a gift befitting his refined tastes, but I had given it considerable thought nonetheless.
Galiazard gazed at the toy carriage emitting squeaky sounds, then let out a low chuckle.
There were several other gifts afterward, but truthfully, nothing could compare to what Violet had brought.
‘Still, giving Violet another spa retreat as a reward seems inefficient.’
It would be one thing if my daughter enjoyed visiting Sineria, but she didn’t particularly.
She preferred working during that time.
So I wanted to give her a separate reward and reserve the Sineria trip for one of my grandchildren instead—
“Grandfather, it’s my turn now.”
Just as I was pondering what might satisfy even moderately, a tiny child stepped forward eagerly.
So small that at first she resembled a baby crab, though now she’d grown to about half the size of a newborn dolphin.
Plump and round as she was, I felt tempted to pinch her cheeks and stretch them.
“I prepared a gift for you, and I thought really hard about it. I hope you like it.”
“Oh my.”
“Because I really want to go to Sineria. They say there are fragrant whales there!”
“Well said.”
The Sea may appear boundless on the surface, but it too had its territories clearly defined.
Where ocean currents shifted felt like border lines—the waters where killer whale pods roamed, where common dolphins dwelled, where ships could safely pass. Each region belonged to its own domain.
Understanding and managing these territories, mediating disputes between the various pods, was Fasayen’s role.
Currently, Maliasa had taken on that responsibility.
When the Ancestor Whale appeared, even the whales that had been snapping and fighting fell silent.
“Oh, and this is the gift. I made it very carefully.”
“Knuckles?”
“Knuckle candy!”
The six-year-old child, beaming with an innocent smile, was impossible for even Galiazard not to find adorable.
Though an admittedly peculiar gift, the fact that she had made it ‘herself’ earned extra points.
After all, that required more effort.
The only problem being that it was rather sticky candy.
“And I drew this too. It’s you, Grandfather.”
The small child fumbled to retrieve a scroll she’d been clutching, then unrolled it.
As paper the size of her own body unfurled, what appeared was none other than… me.
The lines were crooked, the coloring was messy, yet somehow it remained recognizable.
“You wrote it in ancient script.”
“Yes!”
“A six-year-old interested in ancient language and able to write it—how impressive. I’m proud of you.”
At my generous praise, Superti laughed softly.
The surrounding nobles murmured among themselves.
“My child won’t study no matter how much I tell them to…”
“Mine’s still too busy playing outside. Sigh.”
“It seems she truly is of Fasayen’s line.”
“Perhaps I might become a scholar someday.”
It was a soft murmur, but Galiazard heard every word.
After savoring the words that reached his ears, Galiazard casually tossed out a remark.
“So is this meant to be eaten? Or worn?”
“Well… you can wear it on your finger and eat it too!”
“At least it’s knuckles and not an actual jeweled ring. That’s something to be grateful for.”
Galiazard chuckled and snapped his fingers. At his signal, the Butler who had been waiting carefully approached with the candy knuckles.
“This blasted candy ring—it seems you’ll keep making them until I wear one. So this time, I’ll make an exception and put it on. Don’t make any more after this.”
“Yes… but this one is peppermint flavored….”
Naturally, Galiazard had no intention of licking it.
The fact that he’d even put it on his hand was already generous enough.
“It fits perfectly. You’ve done well.”
Maliasa offered her praise as a final touch, and with that, the gift ceremony came to an end.
Now came the moment of decision.
Galiazard examined the eyes of his grandchildren one by one, all of them watching him with bated breath.
In the faces of those who had yet to visit Sineria, hope and dreams gleamed brightly.
‘A resort! I want to go!’ was written so plainly across their expressions that it was rather amusing and endearing.
Still, I couldn’t possibly send them all.
They wouldn’t appreciate how precious such an opportunity truly was.
Proper restraint and reward—these were the driving forces that moved people.
“Very well, this time’s winner is….”
After a brief moment of deliberation, Galiazard’s lips parted slowly.
Side Story Chapter 3: Off to the Resort!
Three enormous turtles swam in formation.
Their massive shells were so broad that a small child could easily climb onto one, and indeed—
The Pink-haired Girl was clinging to the turtle’s shell, kicking her feet playfully.
Beside her were Elzen, now nine years old, and Mikard, eleven, both noticeably taller than they had been the previous year.
“Whoosh!”
The older brothers could breathe underwater, but unfortunately, the youngest could not.
Like a small dolphin, she had to keep surfacing for air.
“Ugh, I wish I could do better. Underwater breathing….”
As her expression grew sullen, Mikard, who had been swimming on his back, flipped around with a bright grin and splashed water at her.
“Eek!”
“Catch me if you can!”
“Hey, Older Brother!!”
While the children played in the water, preparations for a barbecue party were underway on the beach.
Since Mikard was growing rapidly and his appetite had increased tremendously, they’d prepared not only pork but also beef tenderloin.
Superti preferred fattier cuts, so they had ribeye and short ribs.
For Elzen, there was an abundance of fresh salad drizzled with balsamic vinegar.
The crab-filled salad was topped with plump shrimp as well.
Beyond that, there’s also a baguette baked until golden and crisp, sheep’s milk butter, and fresh orange juice to complete the meal perfectly.
“The young lady and young masters seem quite delighted.”
“They certainly appear to be.”
It was Head Chef Hans who was preparing the meal with such enthusiasm.
Of course, the servants of Mikard and Elzen, along with Lina, the maid of Superti, had come as well.
It was only natural that servants and maids would follow their masters and mistresses to attend to them.
Thus, the ‘Household Master’s Birthday Gift Contest’ was quite a popular topic of interest even among the servants and maids who waited upon them nearby.
“Sineria… it’s truly beautiful. The sea is so calm and serene.”
Lina, who had just finished setting the table neatly, murmured in admiration while gazing out at the jade-colored sea.
This was also Lina’s first time visiting Sineria.
“How fortunate that the young lady chose these two young masters…”
Mikard’s servant likewise spoke in a dreamy tone.
The fronds of the tall palm trees swayed gently in the breeze.
Dazzling sunlight scattered like shattered jewels across the waves, rippling and dancing, while white seagulls occasionally cried out with their distinctive calls.
If one listened carefully, the sound of whales singing could be heard in this small paradise named Sineria.
It was the territory of the Spiny-tailed Mermaid and Fragrant Whale.
“Young lady! Young masters! Time to eat!”
As Lina called out loudly, the children who had been playing tag gradually emerged from the water.
With wet bodies covered in clinging sand, the servants who had prepared in advance brought water to wash their hands and faces.
Once they had each wrapped themselves in thin blankets and sat on wooden chairs, the meal finally began.
“Did you have fun playing?”
“Yes, Father!”
Since the children were so young, Diagon had come along as their guardian.
“Your mother was just as excited when she first came here. She kept her eyes sparkling and laughed constantly. She even became friends with the Spiny-tailed Mermaids.”
“Really? Mother did?”
“Yes. The Spiny-tailed Mermaids have good temperaments. In battle, they attack enemies with the spines protruding from their tail tips, but they generally prefer not to fight.”
Sometimes lost in memories, sometimes teaching his curious daughter about various things.
As Diagon leisurely cut his steak, he reflected.
Perhaps this was what happiness truly was.
Once lost, joy and happiness were terribly difficult to feel again.
Was it always like this? Or was it not?
I pick up the heart I had abandoned.
Though I could no longer properly understand my own emotions, I was managing somehow. These days.
It had only been a few years since Superti returned, and I felt as though I had only taken a few steps forward.
Diagon gazed at his daughter, whose cheeks were puffed out as she chewed, and offered a gentle smile.
Thinking that his wife was watching this scene as well, warmth bloomed in his chest.
“Would you like to see the Spiny-tailed Mermaids?”

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