The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 22

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【022】
After growing closer during family meals, I began playing frequently with the twins Iliad and Naiad.
I loved how strong Iliad was—he gave the best piggyback rides!
“Hey, little one, did you hear? Tomorrow they’re finally choosing the vice-class representative.”
“Ooh!”
The Garden bloomed with spring, colorful butterflies fluttering lazily through the air.
Spread beneath a massive tree on a thin cloth, we were enjoying a spring picnic.
“Is Cedric coming, Sammi?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Where’s he going today?”
“Who knows. He’s always so busy—constantly traveling on business. It’s rare for him to teach four consecutive classes. Oh, I want that!”
Iliad, hanging upside down from a thick branch using only his leg strength, reached toward the container of popcorn.
“Here!”
I tossed popcorn to Iliad, and he caught it perfectly while swinging his body back and forth.
Naiad, who had been communing with plants while leaning against the tree trunk, opened his eyes drowsily and looked at Iliad with disdain. Then his gaze slid toward me.
“We have no interest in such positions. But you wanted to be vice-class representative, didn’t you?”
“Yeah.”
“You’ll have a hard time. I heard Angela’s been telling her close friends not to vote for you.”
“Hmm…”
I stared blankly at Naiad, then smacked my lips.
“That’s childish.”
Seriously—just because I’m friends with you, don’t play with her? That’s far too immature.
“Hahaha! Getting called childish by a four-year-old, no less. That’s hilarious.”
Iliad laughed so hard he clutched his belly, then tumbled off the branch with a thud.
Even though he made a sound like it hurt terribly, he didn’t stop laughing, so I just giggled along with him.
“Alright, I’m done laughing. Little one, to become vice-class representative, you need to receive the most votes, right?”
“Yeah.”
“But ‘by any means necessary’ is fine. As long as you don’t use threats or violence… using your abilities is allowed.”
Iliad’s green eyes gleamed mischievously.
“Everyone knows you have the protection of the Spirit Kings. Use that to your advantage.”
In other words, I could borrow the Spirit Kings’ power.
‘But I only have one gold star stamp so far.’
What could I do with this?
[Eden Common Knowledge Interlude! ( ღ’ᴗ’ღ )]
That’s when it happened.
Upiros, who had been quiet lately, suddenly appeared.
[Eden’s materials become effective starting from 10 grams. Higher gram amounts only extend the duration of the effect! Even small amounts aren’t ineffective, I assure you!]
‘Oh, Upiros. I have 10 grams of encouragement butter, right? If I use that to make something… would the person who eats it help me?’
[Precisely! However, since only 10 grams are used, the effect will last only one hour. ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ]
Wait, that’s… that’s actually enough!
“Right, Naiad. That’s not cheating, is it?”
Since Iliad seemed somewhat skeptical, I turned to Naiad again to confirm.
“We can use any ability we want?”
“Yeah. Using your abilities is the whole point of the rules. Didn’t you hear the story from Aunt Cecilia?”
Then I’d need to make something delicious with butter and share it with everyone.
Eager to rush to the Kitchen, I restrained my urge to jump up and shook my head vigorously.
“I didn’t hear it.”
“She’s Medusa. The moment she stepped forward, she transformed her hair into snakes and turned everyone to stone.”
“Gasp.”
Were those people who turned to stone still alive?
As I looked on worriedly, Naiad let out a snort of laughter.
“Back then her ability was still incomplete, so the petrification lasted about thirty minutes. Aunt collected all the voting papers within that time and wrote her own name.”
“Wow. That’s amazing!”
So that’s allowed.
Then I can rest easy.
‘I need to make a turtle shell pastry loaded with whipped cream!’
My mind suddenly became incredibly busy.
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The next day.
With the vice-captain election approaching, the atmosphere among the children gathered at the Educational Institution was sharp and tense.
Since these were young children who hadn’t yet learned to contain their energy, the aura they emanated was quite ominous.
This was why not a single mouse could be seen in front of the Educational Institution.
An ordinary person would suffocate just from being near it.
And the same applied to young awakened ones as well.
Though some children pretended otherwise out of stubbornness, several of them had grown pale.
Louis and Gillian, adopted children from the Branch Family, seemed as though they might collapse at any moment under the weight of pressure and intimidation.
The two of them had even skipped breakfast.
Their stomachs growled, their heads ached, and they felt exhausted.
In such a poor state, their moods were naturally terrible.
They were ready to pick a fight at the slightest provocation.
“Hey, what’s that?”
“Why are they carrying so much stuff?”
Then the door opened and a baby toddled in.
Cradled in her arms was a paper bag as large as her own body.
“The way she waddles is cute… no, like a duckling… no, it’s strange.”
Gillian stammered over his words.
With each step, her pink hair fluttered gently.
The one-piece dress she wore today and the pure white rabbit ear headband on her head were incredibly adorable.
Her cheeks were so plump and round that they looked like they might burst, making one want to touch them.
But the children spat out unnecessarily spiteful remarks.
Superti Fasayen was a rival.
Since the Ancestor Whale had said she was closest to becoming the next Resonant Rank, she was an obstacle that absolutely had to be removed.
The children naturally thought that way because their parents spoke of it at home.
“Here, eat this.”
I needed to think.
“It’s a turtle shell bread that Chuuu made! With lots of whipped cream.”
I needed to.
“Does it taste good? Is there a lot of whipped cream?”
Think.
“Isn’t it delicious?”
But I couldn’t.
“…How cute.”
A genuine compliment tumbled from Louis’s lips.
There was clearly whipped cream smeared around his mouth.
Since I’d skipped breakfast, I was hungry and took a bite.
“Hey, you just ate it without knowing what she put in there?”
“Huh? No, it’s just whipped cream bread. Shaped like a turtle.”
“Who doesn’t know that? She could have put poison in it!”
When Gillian shrieked at the sight of this, all eyes turned toward him.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
“H-hic….”
The Baby, who had been standing blankly with the bread bag in hand, suddenly had tears welling up in both eyes.
“C-Chuuu worked really hard to m-make this….”
With tears streaming down her face as if she might burst into sobs at any moment, she looked so pitiful that anyone would want to go comfort her.
“Oh no, I made her cry.”
“No, she’s already crying.”
“I wouldn’t even think of making Superti cry. That takes guts. Right?”
The twins sitting in the back seat, Iliad and Naiad, whispered this, and Gillian turned even paler.
It sounded like a warning.
‘Oh no, I can’t make her cry!’
Gillian opened his mouth, breaking into a cold sweat.
“U-uh, peek-a-boo!”
“….”
The Baby then looked at him with eyes that asked what he was doing.
It was Louis who saved the speechless Gillian.
“Hey, just eat it.”
“Y-yes….”
“This tastes good.”
“Yeah… right?”
As the two loud voices praised the bread’s flavor, everyone else began showing interest in it as well.
After all, they were at an age where snacks were always welcome.
‘Phew.’
I exhaled a silent sigh of relief watching my classmates.
‘I almost cried when they were suspicious.’
Well, I did put something in it, so I feel a bit guilty.
It’s not bad or anything… it’s encouragement butter, after all.
Soon after, Cedric arrived, and I sat on a cushion, cradling my portion of the turtle bread protectively.
‘I need to give Chef Hans two more kisses!’
Thinking that to myself.
“I believe you all know what kind of day today is.”
Cedric’s eyes had darkened again beneath them.
The teacher, who had been drooping like a limp squid, suddenly sparkled when he saw me—and that was a little frightening.
[The Water Spirit King ‘■■■■’ wears a sympathetic expression.]
[Hmm, it seems Cedric is really experiencing the effects of that killer whale sugar cookie. Though I suppose he does overwork himself constantly.]
[The Flame Spirit King ‘■■■■■’ expresses concern that you’re like someone spinning 360 degrees.]
Wouldn’t spinning 360 degrees just bring you back to where you started?
Setting aside trivial questions, children who wanted to become vice-class representative began stepping forward one by one to introduce themselves.
“Hello. I’m Superti.”
My turn was last.

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