The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 2

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【002】
Galiazard Fasayen.
My father and the Household Master of Fasayen, he was undisputed master of the Sea.
In his youth, he’d pacified the entire ocean with nothing but his fists, and even now his martial prowess was formidable enough to strike down whales.
Age had turned his hair and beard snow-white, yet the powerful muscles that strained against his frame had not diminished.
And so today, Galiazard’s shirt continued its losing battle against his physique.
“If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be better to simply remove it, sir?”
I challenged the Household Master the moment I stepped into his office.
Galiazard didn’t bother responding to such impertinence.
He already knew why his youngest son had come.
Instead, he simply spoke his mind.
“No. Stop. Leave. I won’t accept it.”
“I haven’t said a word yet, sir.”
“The Ancestor Whale has designated this child. If you’re dissatisfied, go punch the Ancestor Whale in the jaw yourself.”
My brow furrowed at Father’s irresponsible words.
“I could never commit such a transgression, sir.”
Fasayen of the Horizon.
We were a ducal house that stretched across the southern reaches of the Baratheum Empire.
When the bloodline of Fasayen died, they returned to the Sea and became divine beasts.
Among them, the founder of our house—the first duke—was the Ancestor Whale.
So striking him would be an unthinkable transgression.
Defying the Ancestor Whale’s designation was equally unacceptable for one of Fasayen.
“What you’re asking of me now is the transgression, you fool. Look at you—I raised you with nothing but affection, and now you clench your fists at your own father.”
Galiazard clicked his tongue in disapproval.
Then he rose slowly, clasped his hands behind his back, and looked down beneath his desk.
There sat a creature—not quite a turtle, but something small and almost turtle-like.
Upon seeing him, the child neither wept nor cowered.
“Curious. Even with my presence subdued, one should feel fear. As an Awakened One, you should at least manage some resistance… yet…”
But the child’s legs did not tremble in the slightest.
Truly unafraid.
Of this situation. Of the adults here.
It was then.
“A marshmallow roasted over fire…”
A small murmur drifted from somewhere.
“Surely you weren’t referring to me?”
“Eep!”
The child startled and covered her mouth with both hands.
But in that instant before she could, Galiazard’s hawk-like vision—sharp enough to see beyond the horizon itself—caught it.
A single strand of drool trickling from the corner of the child’s mouth.
* * *
‘Oh, oh no. What do I do?’
I can’t get a grip on myself!
I rolled my eyes wildly in panic.
The truth was, the distance from Handsome Uncle’s room to Handsome Grandfather’s room was far too great.
Handsome Uncle didn’t wait for me as he walked.
With my short legs, I had to scurry along like a chick, and I quickly grew hungry from the effort.
Before the door even opened, I’d been thinking about marshmallows, but somehow Grandfather ended up resembling a roasted marshmallow.
So while Grandfather and Uncle exchanged words, my mind was filled with nothing but thoughts of marshmallows toasted over fire.
“This is the creature in question.”
“Well, that’s wonderful. I thought you resembled a turtle hand, so let’s call it even.”
‘That’s actually delicious.’
Since he’d compared me to something tasty, I didn’t mind.
I nodded generously.
“When I called you a sea squirt earlier, you seemed quite displeased.”
“That one’s delicious too.”
Yes, I like delicious things.
‘I’m so hungry.’
The truth was, I’d been dragged away just before lunchtime.
And I hadn’t eaten anything since then.
Naturally, my rationality was beginning to fade.
‘So hungry….’
Just as I was about to suck my finger, I caught myself and held back firmly.
Carrot Class Teacher had said that five-year-olds shouldn’t suck their fingers.
I had a habit of biting my thumb whenever I got hungry without realizing it, so I needed to break this.
I’m the class representative, after all!
‘But… but I’m so hungry.’
Grandfather and Uncle continued their conversation.
As my vision began to turn white, I raised my hand high.
You have to raise your hand to speak up.
“What is it, little one?”
Fortunately, Handsome Uncle gave me the floor.
So I conveyed my opinion as politely and prettily as I could for the adults to understand.
“I’m not that uncle’s daughter. I want roasted chestnuts.”
Please take me to the kitchen!
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But I never made it to the kitchen.
Instead, I ended up in an even better place—a room overflowing with food.
“My eyes are sparkling….”
“Oh my, how adorable. Do try this apple crumble pie as well.”
“Yes, thank you so much!”
There were many Maids in very pretty uniforms.
And the Maids brought me bread, pies, cookies, and macarons in abundance.
“Mmm, delicious!”
Apple jam and cream smeared around my mouth.
I wiped it away eagerly while simultaneously reaching for a macaron.
Truth be told, I eat quite a lot for my size.
The official glutton of Public Bbeukkeum-Bbeukkeum Daycare, you might say.
‘Oh my, little one. What are you doing here?’
‘I’m hungry….’
My first memory was a day when snow fell heavily.
Wandering aimlessly while starving, I stopped before a place from which a delicious aroma wafted.
Since an iron gate prevented me from entering freely, I squatted before it and sucked my fingers.
Somehow, inhaling the scent while making sucking sounds made my belly feel fuller.
No more cries came, and I could not walk.
It was the Carrot Class Teacher who discovered me, pallid and listless.
‘Chuuu, do you like Carrot Class or Ssuksak Class better?’
‘Carrot Class!’
That was why I entered Carrot Class.
Ssuksak Class sounded somewhat unpleasant to my ears.
It seemed like something dangerous that needed cleaning.
Besides, I preferred being a kitchen Maid where I could pick at various things rather than a cleaning Maid.
In any case, that’s why I was so happy now.
“Gasp.”
Moments later, I suddenly came to my senses.
Five strawberry macarons had already vanished from my hand.
‘How did they disappear so quickly!’
It had to be magic.
‘I shouldn’t eat them all. That would be greedy.’
Reflecting on myself, I carefully set down the macaron.
“Oh, little miss. You’re not eating anymore?”
“No. These are for my friends.”
How many were left?
“One, two, three… four… eight. Sigh, not enough….”
What should I do?
My face immediately crumpled.
The macarons were the most delicious thing here. I wanted to give them to my friends, but…!
As I pondered earnestly, I sprang up from the sofa.
Then I strode toward the Maids who were trembling with their shoulders shaking as they watched me.
It was only a fraction of a fraction of an adult’s stride, but in my own way, it was a determined step.
“Hmm.”
I hesitated for a moment about what to call her, but I remembered the teacher saying it was fine to call all adults “teacher,” right?
“Teacher, is this it?”
“Yes, baby… *cough*, so cute!”
“Um, could you give me just one more macaron…?”
“Why… why just one?”
The Brown-haired Aunt trembled.
I spread all ten fingers wide toward her and explained with confidence.
“There are nine of us in Carrot Class, but Chuuu ate one.”
“There are nine friends, but only eight macarons are left?”
“Yes!”
“Then why did you show ten fingers?”
Oh no, I’ve been caught.
I wiggled my fingers and just broke into a grin.
“Chuuu also wants one more macaron.”
“Ugh, I can’t take it anymore!”
Huh?!
The Brown-haired Aunt scooped me up and hugged me tight.
It was a bit stuffy, but I didn’t mind since she was the one giving me more macarons.
Besides, my belly was full and I was getting sleepy.
So I stretched out my short arms and hugged her back, pressing my cheek against her shoulder.
“Thank you so much.”
I didn’t forget my manners either.
‘I miss the teacher. Hehe.’
Now I could go home, right?
I said I wouldn’t be a daughter!
That’s when it happened.
Just as I was dozing off, there was a loud CRASH!
My eyes went wide in an instant as I stared at the broken door frame, my mouth hanging open.
Moments later, the Handsome Uncle appeared with a frown.
“Let’s go, mutt… no, crab. I’ll raise you.”
So I can’t go home?
Tilting my head in confusion, I asked the Maid Aunt to put me down on the floor.
Looking inside the broken door, Grandfather seemed to be sitting in a chair. With his back turned, that is.
“Goodbye. I’ve been well taken care of!”
But I performed a deep bow until my head touched the floor.
I hadn’t forgotten who gave me those delicious things earlier.
“Why aren’t you coming?”
The Handsome Uncle, leaning against the wall with a crooked stance, raised his eyebrows at me.
I tried to mimic that expression but gave up when my face felt strange.
Instead, I placed my hands firmly on my hips.
“You have to say hello to Maid Aunt.”
“Just go.”
“I won’t.”
“Go.”
“I won’t.”
“I’m leaving without you.”
“Then… then… that’s not fair!”
I quickly grabbed the hem of Maid Aunt’s skirt tightly.
Then I whispered in a quiet but clear voice.
“Adults who don’t say hello… only that uncle….”
“…!”
“If you follow that uncle who doesn’t say hello, you can’t.”
In that instant, a stifled laugh burst out from beyond the back of the enormous chair.
Without even fighting, Diagon had already lost twice.

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