The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 32

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Chapter 4. What Happened at the Spring Festival That Year
I gained a youngest sibling.
Truly tiny—I thought I’d collapse in shock the first time I saw her.
So small and fragile I feared she’d be shredded by a mermaid’s sharp claws if they ever fought, and yet.
No, she looked as though she couldn’t even hold her own against a turtle, let alone a mermaid.
“Kyaaaah!”
“Hey, watch out!”
Splash.
With virtually no sense of balance, she tumbled roughly five times while chasing butterflies.
“Wahhh, I’m sinking, I’m sinking in the water!”
“Grab onto me. Hold on and kick your feet!”
“I can’t, I can’t, I caaaan’t… Wahhhhh!”
She played so well in the water, yet when I tried to teach her to swim, she couldn’t float and kept sinking—more than ten times over.
Now at least she floats. The problem is she can’t do anything while floating.
“Big brother, sleep?”
“No.”
“Then play with me.”
And whenever I napped beneath a tree, she’d find me with annoying persistence.
More than four times a day.
If I refused to play, she’d pester me relentlessly until I gave in.
In any case, this youngest sibling differed from Elzen in many ways.
Perhaps because she was a sister?
“You’re so plump and round. If you get lost, someone will snatch you up immediately. Don’t let go of my hand, and don’t wander off just because something looks fun. Understood?”
“Yep!”
“You answer well, at least.”
And so time passed, until finally today arrived.
The spring festival of Pelun was being held.
It was the grandest celebration held in Fasayen Territory.
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So at first, it was certainly enjoyable.
“Doll grabber!”
“Oh, it’s jellyfish-shaped. To think it was made in such a short time. Lewiwood really is something.”
As we wandered about, we discovered a doll-grabbing machine, and already a crowd swarmed around it.
Inside a massive jellyfish crafted from glass the pale pink shade of my own hair, dolls were piled high.
Starfish, turtles, fish, sharks, sea bream, dolphins, and more.
Children struggled with all their might to drop dolls through the opening and retrieve them, but it proved far from easy.
Well, it was a machine none of them had seen before!
“Ah, I dropped it again!”
“Move over. It’s my turn now!”
“Nooooo!”
…Well, is this actually okay?
Insert a coin, and you get one chance—a claw descends from the ceiling.
The children’s eyes gleamed with focus as they attempted the claw machine, but they kept failing.
‘How frustrating.’
Not there!
No, a bit more to the right!
“Chuuu will do it.”
A few minutes later.
I couldn’t bear it any longer and stepped forward.
Every child needed to leave with at least one plush toy!
I couldn’t stand watching them all walk away empty-handed and dejected.
“You are… Mikard?!”
“Wait. My younger sibling knows how to do this. Our youngest came up with this idea, you see? Let me handle it.”
The moment Mikard stepped behind me, the children quietly shuffled backward to watch.
Soon their parents gathered around as well, and suddenly a large circle formed around the machine.
‘Phew, I need to do well.’
First, I steadied myself.
Just as I remembered it… like this, whoosh, and like that, pop!
“Woooow!”
With my tongue sticking out, each time I moved the claw, a plush tumbled into the bin.
“Here, this one’s yours.”
“R-really?”
“Yeah. Chuuu already has one.”
The attachment plush the Admiral gave me.
The pink seal plush, that is.
That one is enough for me.
“Here, you take this one.”
After that, I distributed each plush I won.
The funniest-looking one was shaped like seaweed, but fortunately someone wanted that too.
“Ahem.”
“Huh?”
When about half the plushes inside the machine had disappeared.
Mikard, who had been silently leaning against the machine, let out a deliberate cough.
“Cough, cough!”
“Huh…? Older Brother, does your throat hurt…?”
“Ahem, ahem. Well, there are still plushes left. Some remain.”
I should have left some, right?
Tilting my head in confusion, crimson shimmering text appeared. It was Upiros.
[Oh my, oh my. Young contestant! Have you perhaps forgotten something? ๑◕‿‿◕๑]
Forgotten something?
[The Luck Spirit King ‘■■■■■■’ whispers shyly.]
[Mikard seems to want a doll too.]
Huh, my older brother? A doll?
When he’s already grown up like that?!
My eyes widened in surprise, and the Emotion Spirit King explained.
[It’s one your cute younger sister picked out. All the other children have one, but since he’s the only one who doesn’t, isn’t he feeling a bit jealous?!]
“…!”
Goodness, I really wasn’t paying attention.
[The Water Spirit King points to one of the dolls.]
[That pufferfish doll over there would be nice. He’ll treasure it if you give it to him. Mikard is that kind of child.]
Even my grown-up older brother wants to have a doll.
Learning this new fact, my thoughts turned to Elzen at home.
Angela came to mind too, though she’s a bit annoying.
“Then… three.”
Fortunately, I had plenty of coins.
The Butler gave me a coin purse before I left!
“Three? Why are you picking three?”
“One for you, one for Elzen, and one for Angela.”
“What? Angela? Why her? She’s not even family!”
Mikard bounced up indignantly.
Actually, I didn’t really want to give her one either….
“Should I give it to Lina instead?”
“Yeah, give it to Lina instead. Angela would just tear it up the moment she got it.”
“That’s mean.”
Then I should give it to Lina.
After eagerly maneuvering the claw to grab a crab doll, a seaweed doll, and a pufferfish doll, I suddenly thought of the Admiral.
“The crab….”
“Oh, I’ll take this one. The pufferfish doll is cute.”
“Does the Admiral like dolls too?”
“What? Father?”
I nodded seriously.
With the pufferfish doll on his head, Mikard tucked the crab doll and seaweed doll under both his arms and wrinkled his nose.
“I don’t think he’d like it.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. So just give them to me, Elzen, and Lina.”
“Okay!”
Since it’s what my older brother said, it must be right.
With a bright smile, I dashed off immediately.
The glowing text came to mind, but I didn’t read it.
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ expresses anticipation for what is to come.]
[I think he’s going to sulk, Diagon.]
[The Water Spirit King ‘■■■■’ turns away.]
[The problem is, I can be absolutely certain that’s what will happen….]
“Watch out, you’ll trip! Go slowly!”
“Okay!”
But there’s something strange about this.
I’m running while Mikard is just walking, so why are our strides exactly the same?
No matter how hard I try, I can’t run ahead of Mikard.
“Oh, cotton candy! Podong, do you want some cotton candy?”
Whoosh!
“Tosil’s taking over for Podong!”

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