The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 33

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【033】
Tosil is adorable, all fluffy like a little rabbit, but I don’t really like Podong.
When I looked up in shock, Mikard scratched the back of his head.
“Oh, it was Tosil, right. Podong is pretty fitting too since it’s all puffy.”
“No way!”
“Alright then, let’s go with Tosil.”
“Yeah. I like that.”
Having made my preference clear, I held the cotton candy my older brother bought me and gave just the tip a tiny lick with my tongue.
I didn’t want to eat it all at once—it felt like such a waste.
Pretty things deserve to be admired for a long time!
“But hey, Mikard.”
“Hmm?”
“Does everyone know you? Why does everyone recognize you wherever we go?”
Just like before, even the cotton candy vendor—everyone who saw Mikard would say things like “Oh, welcome!” or “Mikard!”
Elzen had told me that Awakeners are scary people everyone avoids, but looking at this, it didn’t seem quite right.
“Ah, I was part of the Security Force when I was younger. My father said I needed to work my way up from the bottom.”
“The Security Force?”
“Not the Household—this street here. It’s the job of protecting this place where people live and breathe. Pretty cool, right?”
Yum.
I nibbled at the cotton candy with my lips and nodded while chewing.
“Since I’ve been around since I was little—back when Viju didn’t even exist—most of these people have known me.”
“I see.”
“By mixing with them like this, I naturally learned how to control my energy. The Territory residents taught me a lot.”
Mikard’s face was full of pride as he spoke.
I watched as he stood with his chest and shoulders back and his spine straight, and soon I mimicked his posture.
I wanted to look cool like him too.
“Anyway, Tosil. Where do you want to go next?”
“Podong is Tosil is—!”
Squeeze!
I grabbed my soft cheeks and stretched them out.
I know they’re a bit puffier than other kids’, but did they really have to go from pudgy to chubby?!
[The Water Spirit King ‘■■■■’ has covered their mouth and started laughing.]
[The Earth Spirit King ‘■’ insists that a child with a round belly saves the nation.]
[The Flame Spirit King ‘■■■■■’ points out that you’re not just round in the belly, but your cheeks are plump too.]
Well… that’s…
I’m a glutton!
Though it’s a mystery why I don’t grow taller despite eating so much.
‘If I run a lot, will I grow tall like my older brother?’
I clutched my cotton candy tightly and started running.
As I passed shops selling grilled chicken legs, steamed scallops, and fried shrimp, I could see more crowds gathered further ahead.
“The doll Pocky is here again!”
“They say it’s been set up in various places. Should we go check it out?”
“Yeah. But Older Brother, where did the dolls go?”
“I sent them home.”
Home? How?
But that was precisely when it happened.
“Huh? Pig Potato?!”
* * *
Needless to say, this street had ‘safety personnel’ planted by Fasayen.
Belonging to the Fasayen Navy, they operated under Diagon’s orders, dressed in civilian clothes and blending seamlessly among the visitors.
While the overall command came from Admiral Diagon, those on the ground followed Mikard’s instructions.
So it was hardly unusual that one of them had received a doll from Mikard.
〔There’s a disturbance ahead. It’s Ricardo Dunrus and the other members of the Dunlus Family. Should we suppress it?〕
〔Leave it for now. I heard that bastard tore Superti’s name tag.〕
With his hands now light, Mikard strolled forward with his hands thrust into his pockets, all while continuing to receive reports from his subordinates through telepathy and responding to them.
“You…!”
In the midst of this, Tosil spotted Ricardo. Ricardo likewise noticed us.
Around Ricardo ‘Dunrus’—who was no longer part of Fasayen—stood other members of the Dunlus Family as well.
“Because of you, because of youuuu!”
For daring to point at Superti, Mikard immediately broke that finger.
“Did your eyes go bad? You don’t see me standing here?”
“Ugh, M-Mikard. It’s unfair, so unfair…!”
“So? If it’s unfair, does that mean you can point fingers? When did I ever seem so easy to push around? This is really making me reflect.”
Today, Mikard was doing his utmost to suppress any aura he might emit.
The reason was simple.
In case Superti might be startled.
That didn’t mean he was allowing just anyone to be disrespectful, though.
“Older Brother, wait a moment.”
“Hm? Why.”
“Hold on. I have something to ask.”
The small figure tugged at his collar.
At that, Mikard obediently released the finger he had been bending.
He didn’t know what she was trying to do, but it was fine since he was watching anyway.
Then a small, quiet cough sounded from below where she couldn’t be seen.
It seemed she was attempting some sort of clearing of her throat.
“Apologize. For tearing my name tag before!”
What followed was a remarkably sharp statement.
* * *
Found you, my enemy!
When I spotted Ricardo, I felt my heart racing wildly.
Forgotten rage surged up within me.
“Apologize.”
“Ugh, me, why should I?! I was chased out of Fasayen because of you!”
“Apologize! You pushed me first! You tore my badge!”
I must confess—my enunciation had never been clearer than it was in this moment.
I glared at Ricardo with eyes blazing like embers.
Ricardo kept glancing nervously at Mikard instead of looking at me, his anger mounting.
Infuriated by his evasion, I stamped my foot with a resounding thud.
“Look at me!!”
Where such a voice came from my small body, I knew—my badge.
Tensing my plump belly with all my might, I commanded Ricardo once more.
“You threatened me. The Water Spirit King appeared because of that. Bullying someone smaller than you is wrong!”
“True. And when he got what was coming to him, society collectively decided to call it ‘well-deserved.'”
Mikard interjected from behind me.
I whipped my head around at him.
“Older Brother, don’t take sides. I’m the one talking right now.”
“Oops, sorry. I’ll stay out of it.”
“Mm-hmm!”
I hated how Ricardo kept looking to Mikard for approval.
Right now, I was the one speaking!
[The Flame Spirit King ‘■■■■■’ is pleased, noting that you are a courageous child.]
But Ricardo never apologized.
Instead, he shoved the children who had been watching and tried to leave.
“Get out of my way!”
“Ow!”
Children knocked over by Ricardo and his group tumbled to the ground, landing hard on their backsides or scraping their knees.
Witnessing that scene, I became truly, genuinely furious.
“Don’t you dare run away!!”
Shouting with renewed vigor, I rushed over and helped the children to their feet.
In that instant, a Quest appeared before my eyes.
A Quest!
A child who will not tolerate injustice!
The Flame Spirit King has given you a task!
✔
Get an apology from Ricardo Dunrus
Success Reward
★You did great!★ Stamp x1
Failure Penalty
All cooked food tastes burnt! (3 days)
Time Limit
Immediately.
I would absolutely receive an apology. Including how they treated these children so carelessly.
But if I couldn’t get one, all I’d taste from the roasted food was burnt flavor!
I simply couldn’t tolerate such an infuriating situation.
“Stop right there, you coward! Are you running away because you’re scared of me?”
“Scared? Of you? That’s only because Mikard is standing behind me. You’re nothing on your own.”
“Really? Then older brother, don’t interfere. Not at all.”
At my words, Mikard’s shoulders lifted in a light shrug.
Ricardo, who had stopped, glanced at Mikard before stomping heavily toward me.
Though he was taller and broader than me, I didn’t yield an inch.
He didn’t feel threatening at all.
With the fallen children hidden behind me, I stood confidently and clenched both fists firmly.
“I really won’t let this slide.”

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