The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 255

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Part 2, Chapter 62 (255)
Rasifer snapped his fingers, and the door slid open smoothly.
The interior looked identical to the place I had already seen and experienced.
Even the curtained bed was the same.
I walked slowly toward the bed.
Through the thin fabric, I could see someone lying there.
“…Sister.”
Judging by the small frame, she appeared to be a woman.
As I drew closer, silver hair gleamed between the curtain folds.
The unmistakable color of the Belarion Family—I could no longer restrain myself and yanked the curtain open.
“…!”
And there she was, truly, genuinely my sister.
Long silver hair and silver eyelashes.
Eyes slightly upturned at the corners and full lips.
Pale to the point of being… pure white.
Exactly as she had been when she vanished long ago, unchanged in every way.
She had seemed so mature back then, but now she appeared youthful—the feeling was strange.
“Sister!!”
I called out loudly, but she didn’t stir.
Was she asleep?
Surely… surely she wasn’t dead.
I quickly placed my hand near her nose and felt relieved.
‘She’s breathing, though very faintly.’
As I grasped my sister’s hand, I was startled.
‘It’s like holding snowflakes.’
It felt as though it would scatter the moment I squeezed it.
Well, if she’d been in this state for so long, it would be abnormal otherwise.
“Pir, go downstairs and bring Blake Isshel back for me.”
“Squeak!”
I heard Rasifer making the request to Pir.
Apart from Pir’s vigorous response, no other sound reached my ears.
Here, there were truly only us and my sister—perfectly isolated.
“Sleep magic, forbidden magic that freezes time, and a curse that kills anyone who leaves this place. They’ve really gone all out. Undoing all of this right now will be difficult, Shu.”
“…Then I’ll need my jellyfish’s help.”
I quickly assessed the situation.
Fortunately, the plan had worked—I hadn’t encountered Kaiser Laximon.
But time wouldn’t be abundant.
“Once Pir brings Blake back, we escape immediately.”
“Understood.”
Help me, jellyfish.
As I whispered those words, a Jellyfish materialized at my fingertips with a soft pop.
“Turn back time. Before my sister fell under this terrible curse.”
Understanding my plea, the Jellyfish undulated gracefully through the air before settling gently upon my sister’s smooth forehead.
A deep hum resonated through the space.
The air trembled, and a bluish ring materialized, coiling around my sister’s entire body.
Numbers materialized above the ethereal rings, resembling the orbital bands of some distant planet.
The problem was that the countdown represented roughly half the years my sister had been missing.
‘What do I do?’
Kaiser Laximon would arrive soon.
All the numbers needed to reach 00:00:00, but….
I squeezed my eyes shut, and suddenly a memory about the Jellyfish surfaced in my mind.
‘My Jellyfish aren’t dead—they’re merely sleeping. They’ve reverted to their polyp form… they’re just invisible,’ I had once been told.
Then, my friends.
Now is the time for all of you to awaken.
After all, this is my power. So I should be able to control it.
I steadied my anxious, trembling breath.
Making myself as calm as one diving deep into water, concentric blue circles rippled outward from where I stood.
Pop.
Pop…!
Pop!
Even with my eyes closed, I could sense the Jellyfish emerging into existence.
The Jellyfish, accepting my desperate plea, were stretching and awakening one by one.
“Shu, the time is decreasing at a miraculous pace.”
“…!”
One, two, three, five, ten….
The twenty-one Jellyfish that had once protected me long ago now revealed themselves again, filling the entire room.
That was when it happened.
– Grab her!! Don’t let her go!!
A piercing sound cut through the space as Vanilla’s voice shattered the air like a hammer. Simultaneously, the surroundings lurched, and I felt something forcefully breach the spatial barrier.
“Shu, hold Diolrose tight. The spaces are now connected.”
So that’s why I could hear Vanilla’s voice!
In other words, Kaiser Laximon had arrived here.
I hurriedly gathered my limp sister into my arms and hoisted her onto my back.
The remaining time displayed:
00:12:59
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“I need to buy more time, Pel…!”
“Leave it to me.”
Light wrapped around Rasifer’s hands as an immense aura erupted from his entire body.
Boom!!
Two completely opposing forces opened their jaws wide, attempting to devour each other.
To my eyes, it looked like a battle between a golden dragon and a fallen dragon reduced to nothing but bone.
[Master.]
At that moment, Urakan, whom I had entrusted with Vanilla’s protection, appeared before me and bowed his leg.
“Urakan! Are those people over there? Is everyone safe?”
[The danger Master feared did not come to pass.]
With Diolrose on Urakan’s back, I climbed aboard as well.
The home had already collapsed from the collision of magical forces, and with the ceiling torn open, taking flight was effortless.
“It’s been a long time, my son. Quite a clever trick you’ve employed.”
And from within the dust, a voice so chilling that even my fur stood on end flowed forth.
“To think the one who couldn’t even walk has grown so large….”
Swish, swish.
The sound of fabric dragging across the ground.
As Urakan swept away the pale dust, Inyoung came into view, though faintly.
‘That person is Kaiser Laximon.’
The feeling of finally seeing the ultimate enemy veiled in mystery was far from pleasant.
Resentment and fury surged forth together.
The reason I do not step forward is because there exists one who harbors a deeper and far more ancient anger than I.
The one who has the right to speak first to Kaiser Laximon.
I waited quietly behind Rasifer.
“I knew you would come well-prepared, but I never imagined you would break through the dragon and ascend. You are better than those who entered the Tower of Hell.”
His indifferent tone carried not a single emotion of having met his son.
No joy, no delight, not even irritation that his plans had gone awry.
All emotion was perfectly dead—a void existed there.
And Rasifer, gazing upon his father who appeared scarcely different in age, slowly broke into a radiant smile.
“As expected, you learned nothing from all those years of living. If Mother saw you like this, she would be quite pleased.”
“I appreciate your concern, but it is pointless. Your mother will know nothing of this.”
“That’s precisely the problem. Keeping her ignorant of everything.”
“You are still young and understand nothing.”
They truly resembled each other.
At first glance, one might mistake them for twins.
Yet the atmosphere they exuded, the nature of the power they wielded, the very essence of accumulated magical force—all were perfectly different.
Especially the eyes.
The light in their pupils differed.
The man with his long, unkempt hair had hollow eyes. His pupils were deathly dark, and not a trace of a smile could be found at the corners of his mouth.
Yet Rasifer smiled throughout.
Currently, their power was nearly evenly matched.
And yet he could smile because….
“It is you who understands nothing, repugnant old man. I have not lived as you have, and I never will.”
Kyuuuaaaa!
At that moment, Pir’s long cry tore through the sky.
“…!”
Boom! Crash! Crash!
A massive rain of fire descended from the void.
The Flame Spirit King, summoned through a card, unleashed power equivalent to a volcanic eruption upon Kaiser.
“Are you alright?”
“You came at just the right moment.”
Blake landed on Pir’s back and immediately drew his sword.
Thus, our side’s combat strength grew slightly superior.
The scales were gradually tipping in our favor.
“Release her. If you do not, everyone within the Tower of Hell will perish.”
Kaiser was no fool when it came to reading and assessing the situation.
Finding himself gradually pushed back, he raised an eyebrow and deactivated the protective barrier that had been blocking the firestorm.
Snap!
As he snapped his fingers, space rippled slightly, and within that distortion, the current state of affairs inside the Tower of Hell unfolded before us.
“Ahhhhh! Run!”
“No, we have to deal with that first!”
“Stone! Let’s turn it to stone!”
“Send people this way!”
In a single word: pandemonium.
The Tower of Hell’s interior was collapsing.
The floor tilted, and people slid downward. Glass tubes shattered with a crash, and atop the debris lay scattered figures.
No one seemed dead yet, but if time dragged on, there was no telling what might happen.
Blake clenched his fist and fixed his gaze forward.
“Demon-like bastard.”
“Tediously honorable, aren’t you? Choose. One life or many.”

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