The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 39

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At Bernstein Craiton’s matter-of-fact words, Goliath’s eyes gleamed.
Madness swirled in his bloodshot gaze.
Since the so-called “Child Trial” in his youth, he had never suffered such agony. Never experienced such humiliation.
Goliath harbored no forgiveness toward those who had tormented him.
Of course, he couldn’t wage a Territory War alone…
“Bring that girl before me. I’ll tear her apart to soothe this rage.”
“When the opportunity arises, I shall inform you. For now, focus on your recovery.”
Bernstein Craiton.
He was the finest homunculus unit among the Household Master’s creations.
Even the elders of Belarion could not distinguish whether he was human or homunculus.
His mission was to lurk within Fasayen.
And to seize any opportunity to gnaw away at that vast household—though that was merely one facet of his purpose.
There existed another, far more critical mission separate from this.
‘To thin out the overgrown weeds.’
Bernstein was not taking Goliath’s side with such words.
He judged Goliath’s stupidity a threat to the Household Master, and thus sought to ‘thin him out.’
Tap, tap.
He retraced his steps and vanished into the shadows.
None but Goliath would know he had ever been here.
Yet there was something neither he nor Goliath knew.
The night sky.
Countless ‘eyes’ that had witnessed everything from the beginning grinned wickedly.
This was something no one else was aware of.
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“That dull Goliath requires no further attention. He’ll destroy himself soon enough.”
An elegant interior adorned in teal tones.
A thirteen-year-old girl curled her lips upward.
Her name was Diolrose Bellarian.
She was an Awakener who had passed the “Child Trial” conducted in Bellarian of the Lunar Eclipse three times, becoming the third and only daughter.
“But who is that adorable little thing who made a fool of Goliath? Well, Diagon Fasayen’s daughter died long ago…”
Her soft voice carried the scent of perfume and soap.
With every gesture, every posture as she sat, the young girl—already possessing an incomparable grace—whispered to her ability.
“She was quite charming. Really adorable, wasn’t she?”
Diolrose Bellarian also possessed an ability with its own consciousness.
A shadow woman with her eyes bound by black cloth embraced Diolrose, her dark lips stretching wide.
At the whisper only this ability’s master could hear, Diolrose burst into laughter.
“Oh my, what if Goliath ruins that adorable baby with his second ability? Well, I suppose I’d dislike that. Should we save her?”
The “Child Trial” of Belarion is perilous and horrific.
First, children vying for a position in Viju are thrust into an underground basement devoid of a single ray of light.
Until the children were steeped in shadow, they had to undergo training within it.
Training that risked their very lives.
After Viju awakened, they were made to fight one another.
The sole condition for passing—the only way to escape that underground basement alive.
‘Becoming a dual ability awakener.’
By repeatedly facing the brink of death, an awakener would undergo a second awakening.
That’s how dual abilities were obtained.
All of Belarion’s children possessed dual abilities, and Goliath was no exception.
Even without Sack Grandfather, there were other means at hand.
“Right then. We’ll watch and help when needed. Such a cute child must be protected. And she sang so beautifully too.”
The chick went chirp-chirp-chirp, didn’t it.
Even inside Sack Grandfather’s cloth sack, there were ‘eyes.’
Diolrose had witnessed everything—Superti introducing herself, the way she handled that terrifying situation.
And she had taken quite a liking to the girl.
Superti possessed a purity that Diolrose herself had never known.
A small star she wished to cherish rather than corrupt, to treasure rather than treat carelessly.
“Before long, I’ll have reason to visit and meet her directly…”
As Diolrose stroked the Shadow Woman’s hair, she let out a soft “Ah,” her lips parting slightly.
Even that gesture was impossibly graceful.
“But Rasifer Laximon was there too, wasn’t he. Why would that shameless creature crawl into such a place?”
Her eyes, red as the purest ruby, narrowed.
The reason remained unknown, but one thing was certain.
If Rasifer Laximon had been there to meet Superti Fasayen… then that girl, who had captured even Goliath’s and her own interest, was undoubtedly special.
Wanting to understand the source of that specialness, Diolrose made her decision.
She would meet Superti in person.
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“Waaah, Miss, Miss, Miss!”
“Lina, woof!”
“Miss, Miss, I was so worried! Waaah!”
“Woof woof.”
The next morning, I received an onslaught of embraces from Lina first.
Then I was hugged in turn by Kitchen Master Hans with reddened eyes and the rest of the kitchen staff, and finally the Gardener came rushing over to scoop me up into his arms.
“Our brave little one, you seem to have lost weight. Oh dear, oh my, what wicked people!”
Hans scolded and trembled, then quietly pressed something delicious-looking into my hands.
“After such an ordeal, you must eat more than usual. Please try this special fluffy sweet potato and cheese bread I baked.”
“Mmm!”
As I munched away, people began arriving one after another—Cedric and Kamin.
“My goodness, Miss. You were so brave yesterday? This Cedric heard you saved all those trembling Half-Elves! My, you’re truly remarkable!”
Cedric made quite the fuss—
“The Admiral is out at sea for training at the moment. I’ve sent word, so he’ll be here soon.”
“Yes. And Mikard?”
“He went out for training. After resting one night, he’s recovered well. Young Master Naiad is still in poor condition, but the physician is attending to him.”
As I listened to Kamin’s calm explanation, I popped a glossy strawberry into my mouth for dessert—crunch.
Everyone kept praising me as a brave child, so my shoulders puffed up with pride.
“Um…”
Strawberry juice had gotten all over my fingers.
I was wiping them with a handkerchief when a small voice came from the doorway.
“Oh! Half-Elf friend!”
“I heard you’d woken up…”
“Here, want a strawberry?”
When I offered a large strawberry, my Half-Elf friend’s eyes widened.
“What’s your name?”
“Joy.”
“Right! Joy!”
I giggled and handed over the entire bowl. There were still plenty left, after all.
Joy hesitated, then cradled the bowl and bowed deeply.
“…Thank you.”
“Hmm?”
“Th-thank you, human.”
Joy’s pointed ears flushed red with embarrassment. I graciously pretended not to notice.
“Oh, that’s right! Kamin.”
“Yes, Miss.”
“Does Joy live here now?”
“The Half-Elves you rescued had been living in the Elf World, not the Human World until now. So we’ve decided to give them time to adapt to the Human World, including going through an adaptation process. After that, we plan to determine what kind of work they might undertake within Fasayen.”
That’s a relief.
Looking closely in the bright light, Joy was as beautiful as fresh snow.
Like white snow had fallen and formed a shape. But with those red ears and cheeks, Joy resembled a winter plum blossom.
And the long hair had been cut short into a bob, which suited Joy wonderfully.
“Joy, what do you want to do?”
I offered a seat and asked, whereupon Joy, who had been carefully eating strawberries, nodded.
“I want to become a sailor in the Navy.”
“Wow!”
“I know how to use a sword. I’m good at reconnaissance. I’m confident in tracking. When I become a Navy sailor, I’ll protect you then. So…”
Joy trailed off and glanced at Kamin.
“Haha, that’s a decision the Admiral would make. Though as a Half-Elf, you certainly have superior physical abilities. You could take the entrance exam, but… you’ll need to be of age.”
At the mention of age, Joy snorted.
Then Joy muttered something quietly.
“Even though you’re younger than me.”

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