The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 259

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Part 2, Episode 66 (259)
The wish had truly come to pass.
The ceaseless cascade of luminous dust that had swirled from Rasifer’s form finally stilled, and an eerie, profound silence descended upon us.
He had not yet awakened, but that mattered little. What truly mattered was that I stood beside him now.
[Ah… I can no longer maintain my form…]
The Luck Spirit King collapsed onto my shoulder with a soft thud.
I gently stroked the head of the plush doll with tender care.
“Thank you so much.”
[I must depart now… Can you find your way out of here?]
“Of course. Please don’t worry about me. And tell Mother I’ll be out of here soon.”
[Very well…]
The voice grew fainter and fainter as a soft emerald glow seeped from the plush doll.
Moments later, the doll vanished without a trace.
The four-leaf clover disappeared as well.
Only the two of us remained.
‘It’s alright. I’m not afraid at all.’
Because you’re with me.
I suddenly realized how much I had been relying on Rasifer.
“I didn’t even know I was leaning on you, but now that things have come to this, I understand.”
I whispered softly as I carefully cradled Rasifer’s form.
“I’ll find the door. Please wake up before it’s too late.”
I knew that for a mage, magical power was as vital as life itself.
I didn’t know how much had been depleted, but since he had just consumed a dragon’s heart, I hoped that any impurities within his body would be purified instead.
There’s a saying about blessing in disguise, after all.
I gazed at the still-sleeping Rasifer for a moment… then slowly lowered my head.
I didn’t fully understand why this impulse seized me now.
I had no knowledge of such relationships to begin with.
Yet I didn’t suppress the impulse.
Perhaps… it was born of something terribly childish.
In fairy tales, a princess awakens from her slumber with a prince’s kiss.
Rasifer was beautiful enough to be a princess, so let’s just say that was the reason.
Muttering such justifications to myself, I closed my eyes tightly.
A soft kiss.
A fleeting touch, briefer than a heartbeat. The parting was even swifter.
Yet I could distinctly feel that he was alive.
‘If I were alone here, I truly would have lost my mind.’
You always save me in one way or another.
‘The Luck Spirit King said the door was in the center.’
So the path must be…
I looked around dazedly at my surroundings.
Needless to say, there was nothing that could help me find my way.
‘Well, what do I do?’
Blinking, I rested my head against Rasifer’s chest and lay down.
It was something Father had taught me.
He’d said that if I ever got lost in the Open Sea, I should first abandon all useless thoughts and lie down.
Then take five deep breaths, and once I calmed down, surrender my body to the current.
Because Fasayen and the Sea are one.
‘This isn’t the Sea, but the concept is similar. Besides, I’m not dying right now anyway.’
And he’d told me something else too.
‘If you absolutely cannot calm down no matter what, force yourself to focus on one thing. It doesn’t matter if it’s garbage floating in the Sea. And keep thinking, keep thinking about it until Father comes to rescue you.’
Right now, there was only one thing I could focus on. Rasifer.
“….”
I gazed up at him with my lips pressed together, then moved my head toward his chest.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
A heartbeat that was slightly quiet and slow.
I never knew its rhythm could sound so warm.
‘…Could it be that he didn’t wake up because it wasn’t on the lips?’
Just lying still made my thoughts multiply endlessly.
This space was suffocatingly silent, and inversely proportional to that quiet, my mind grew increasingly loud.
‘Should I try kissing him once more, secretly?’
That first touch had been so light and so brief that it felt like nothing had happened at all.
What if a miracle-like magic unfolded if I kissed his lips properly?
‘Yes, let me try.’
Clinging to a hope thinner than a thread, foolish as it was, I… headbutted his lips.
I’d failed to control my speed.
“Ow…!”
This wasn’t supposed to happen like this?!
My face twisted in pain at the sound of a low, chuckling laugh.
“Ah, for heaven’s sake. Shu.”
“…!”
“Thanks for waking me up with a headbutt. That’s the best.”
“Rasifer!”
He’d woken up!
Not with a hero’s kiss…but with a headbutt.
I never expected this, but I was so incredibly happy.
“Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?”
“I’m fine! I was so worried that Pel wouldn’t wake up.”
“It took some time to absorb the power of the Dragon Heart. I’m sorry.”
Rasifer rose to his feet, his eyes crinkling as he smiled.
“Before we leave, though—couldn’t we finish what we started?”
“Hm?”
“A kiss.”
I hadn’t expected him to be so forward, so I could only blink.
Not that I disliked it—far from it.
I’d even been the one to attempt it first.
But I’d done it with the intention of waking him, caught up in sentiment… and now this…!
Soon, Rasifer cradled the back of my head and whispered tenderly.
“Close your eyes.”
“Oh.”
A stolen kiss had been simple enough, but this was something else entirely.
My heart suddenly raced, and I obeyed, squeezing my eyes shut.
Then his lips—soft and feather-light—touched mine.
I’d vaguely assumed my first kiss would be with Rasifer, and somehow, it was.
‘No bells ringing, no white light flooding my vision.’
And yet… without thinking, I released the hand I’d been pressing against my chest.
It felt as though my heartbeat was seeping into my palm.
This tremendous resonance seemed to flow like a river through the lines of my hand, shaking my entire being.
‘Ah, I see.’
Suddenly, I understood.
Perhaps love isn’t something one can choose.
Some come gently, like waves on a fair day, while others crash down rough and dangerous.
The forms may differ, but what matters is that I’m already in over my head.
My toes are tingling so much I want to laugh—I want to stay like this.
“You didn’t hate it?”
“I… not at all!”
“Then can we do it once more? Before we leave.”
At his sweet words, I closed my eyes once more.
This time, the kiss lingered longer.
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Crash!
Meanwhile, chaos erupted outside the Tower of Hell.
Blake and Diolrose, trapped within the enormous jellyfish, tumbled onto the ground.
“Are they all right? Doctor!”
Diagon, who had been waiting, immediately checked their condition.
After handing them over to the doctor, he gazed at the tower with anxious eyes, but the person he desperately awaited still did not emerge.
“What about Superti?”
“My apologies. We extracted them first.”
“…I see.”
Diolrose was unconscious, and Blake bore considerable wounds.
Unable to interrogate those in such states, Diagon clenched his fists and gazed back at the tower.
Shrouded in dark clouds and mist, the tower’s form was now barely discernible.
“…I suppose I’ll have to go in myself.”
At Diagon’s words, his second son Elzen, standing beside him, shook his head.
“It would be better to wait. What if your paths cross?”
“But what if Superti is suffering something terrible in there?”
“You must still wait, Father. Trust them.”
Elzen shared the same anxiety.
Yet he judged the situation with greater rationality.
The tower had six floors in total.
Just before these two emerged, an anomaly had occurred within the tower.
In the worst case, if Father entered and the entire tower collapsed, what then?
“Besides, Rasifer Laximon is not someone who dies so easily.”
….
“And Superti is no ordinary child.”
Diagon, who had been displeased at the mention of Rasifer Laximon, soon agreed with the sentiment to trust his daughter.
At that very moment, Elzen devised a stratagem.
“If you wish to know what’s happening inside, why not call for Mother?”

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