The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 201

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Part 2, Chapter 8 (201)
Cyan hair kissed by sunlight.
Crimson eyes holding the very heat of the deep-sea volcano gleamed with tenderness now.
Since childhood, he’d borne the epithet “Sea Ghost born of the horizon,” and as an adult, he’d grown into a formidable man who lived up to that fearsome title.
Yet it was no secret within Fasayen that this man became helpless before his much younger sister.
“Look at you—a proper lady now.”
Mikard ruffled his sister’s pink hair affectionately.
Behind him, measured footsteps echoed.
“Oh, Shu. I’ve arrived as well.”
“Goodness! What a surprise!”
“You said you were coming, so I finished my mission as quickly as I could.”
Warm sunlight settled upon the shoulders of a man as delicate as a single peony blossom.
The beautiful youth’s name was Elzen, one who wore light itself like an ornament.
Even in adulthood, his elegant and refined beauty outshone any masculine allure, and his kindness remained unchanged.
“I missed you both so much!”
At last, the siblings had gathered in one place.
Now came the time for conversation.
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“Truly? Really?”
“Yes. Those pirates were desperately guarding the barrels—wouldn’t let them go for anything. Something felt off, so I opened them all.”
“Thank goodness. Everyone was rescued safely.”
Shortly after, we settled onto the patio adjoining the garden and shared stories we’d been unable to tell until now.
Mikard’s recent mission had been to rescue kidnapped people, and he’d managed to return them all home safely—quite impressively, I might add.
“Those fools couldn’t move a muscle when Father was primarily at sea… it stings my pride somewhat, but it’s fine. I’ll simply teach them to fear me instead.”
“Right. And I heard dungeons have been opening in the sea lately?”
“That’s putting fishing vessels in danger, yes.”
Mikard drained his orange juice in long gulps as he answered.
His playful demeanor remained unchanged, yet concern etched itself across his profile.
He would inherit Father’s duty to protect the Fasayen Sea, after all—the weight of that responsibility must be immense.
Elzen, meanwhile, had taken on far more covert work.
Specifically, researching the crimson crystals.
“Elzen, did you make any progress in Mondal?”
“Some, though not particularly encouraging.”
Mondal, the neutral country.
A small kingdom at the continent’s center, a nation of art, culture, and various research endeavors.
Grandfather had been curious not only about the true nature of the “crimson crystals” but also whether there existed a way to use them beneficially. It seemed results had finally emerged.
“Apparently, these crystals are byproducts of dark magic.”
“Byproducts?”
“Yes. What remains after rituals and such are performed.”
Sorrow flickered across Elzen’s face.
“The applications are endless, apparently. They discovered that decisions can be used in place of Mana Stones. Honestly, the efficiency is even better. It’s just a bit unsettling, that’s all.”
“Unsettling?”
“In my heart.”
Elzen told me only that much before smiling.
It seemed the rest was classified, so I didn’t press further.
“Well then, let’s hear how our youngest has been doing.”
Mikard handed me a cookie and posed the question.
“Hmm… I was in Eldridia this time. An A-rank Dungeon broke out.”
“Oh?”
“It was a masquerade ball, and it trapped people, forcing them to dance eternally. While inside, your life force is naturally drained. Once it’s all stolen, only an empty husk remains, dancing on.”
“Ugh… how grotesque.”
Mikard shuddered.
He’d never been fond of High Society anyway, and despised dancing, so it must have sounded even more horrifying to him.
I laughed and bit into the cookie.
“Still, clearing the Dungeon wasn’t too difficult. I managed to save the people who could still be saved.”
“You must have had a rough time, Shu.”
Elzen gently stroked my head without thinking.
I was content to sit there, but soon let out an awkward cough.
I should tell them now while I have the chance.
“Ahem, anyway! That’s not the important part… but when I came home—”
“Yeah?”
“Grandfather wants me to get married!”
“What?!”
Bang!
Mikard shot to his feet. Elzen seemed slightly startled, his hand freezing mid-motion.
“No way, how old are you?! You can’t get married before you turn thirty!!”
Mikard began ranting and raving—
“It’s too soon, but there must be a reason. The current situation seems dire, so perhaps that’s why. But Shu, do you want to marry?”
Elzen remained composed.
Though for someone so calm, the tendons in his jaw were visibly taut.
“I wouldn’t mind getting married if I truly loved someone. But I don’t understand what love is.”
“Hmm, I don’t know either. But Elzen would know that well.”
Mikard settled back into his seat with a serious expression.
Well, Elzen was the only one among us with a Companion.
“Love, huh… that’s quite a profound question. I’d say it’s when you give everything you have and still feel it’s not enough—when you find yourself wondering if there’s anything more to give. That might be love.”
“Wow.”
“No matter how much you give, it feels insufficient. Even when you’re looking, you want to keep looking. Just seeing them sleep brings peace to your heart, and holding them fills you with strength.”
How fascinating.
‘Come to think of it, I do have someone like that in my dreams.’
A man whose face I don’t even know.
“You might think it’s a leap, but if Joy wishes it, I could even pluck the moon from the sky for him.”
“That’s wonderful, Older Brother.”
“But that only works if you both feel the same way. Happiness comes when your hearts are aligned.”
I took Elzen’s advice to heart.
Beyond that, my Older Brother taught me several other things—all about how to conduct myself at the General Assembly.
“Grandfather and Father wouldn’t have brought up marriage without reason. There must be something behind it. Try to uncover what that reason is first.”
“Okay.”
“A contract marriage isn’t necessarily a bad choice either. Household alliances often work that way.”
But what could the reason possibly be?
They seemed eager for me to be bound to Maximilian, but why?
‘They don’t seem inclined to tell me.’
Then I’ll just have to figure it out myself!
“Oh, that’s right. I almost forgot.”
Just then, Mikard began rummaging through his jacket pocket.
He produced an elongated box wrapped in emerald-colored paper—flat enough to have fit inside his jacket pocket.
“An early birthday gift. I wanted to give it to you on your actual birthday, but you’ll be in the Capital by then.”
“Thank you, Older Brother!”
I accepted it with a bright smile, and Elzen promptly produced a small box of his own.
Wrapped in pink paper, the box was clearly sized for something like earrings or a brooch.
Eagerly unwrapping both gifts, I found that Mikard’s present was a wristwatch set with a pink diamond.
“Keep track of the time while you’re there. At the ballroom, don’t spend more than five minutes talking to any single person!”
“Understood, Older Brother.”
Elzen’s gift was a mermaid-shaped brooch, and the sapphire set at its center was truly exquisite.
“I absolutely love them both!”
“I’m glad to hear it.”
Since they were gifts from my Older Brothers, I’d have to bring them when I attended the General Assembly.
As I admired the wristwatch, I suddenly spoke up.
“Oh, I have something to show you. The Jellyfish finally returned!”
“What? Really?”
“Yes! Look at this!”
Whether my control and mastery of power had grown stronger, I could now summon and dismiss the Jellyfish at will.
As the translucent, gelatinous Jellyfish appeared on the plate at my call, Elzen let out a soft exclamation of wonder.
“I see. It was possible because it’s a Jellyfish.”
“Because it’s a Jellyfish?”
“Jellyfish have no brain or heart, yet they’re immortal. I suspect the key was how your time-related ability was manifested through the Jellyfish form.”
Now that he mentioned it, that made perfect sense.
As I pondered this, I suddenly exclaimed.
“Jellyfish can transform into tiny polyp forms when threatened or when conditions are unfavorable. Could that have been what happened?”
“Your ability didn’t return—it was simply hidden for a time. It likely never truly vanished, but rather remained undetectable.”
“Ah, I see!”
Elzen and I exchanged glances, understanding dawning on both our faces.
Mikard scratched the back of his head vigorously.
“So you’re saying that back then, when you poured everything into it, you must have become a polyp form? Since jellyfish don’t die, Tosil grew alongside you for all those years.”
“Exactly, brother. From polyp to medusa bud, from medusa bud to planula larva. And then it developed into a jellyfish polyp. When you think about it that way, it all makes sense.”
“So right now there’s only one, but it could multiply again? Like back then?”

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