The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 4

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“Today we have a new young lady joining us, so let’s do a light review of what Awakeners are.”
I was a bit nervous, but the class itself was enjoyable.
No one gave me time for self-introductions, but everyone seemed to already know who I was.
‘I need to do well.’
I’m the sub-representative, after all.
I tried to sit up straight, pulling my small frame taut.
But it wasn’t easy when the chair was a plush cushion rather than a hard seat.
“Can anyone explain why Awakeners are so important?”
The teacher here wore round, single-lens spectacles and had ash-gray hair tied back and draped over one shoulder.
And the area under her eyes was pitch-black—she looked absolutely exhausted.
‘I wish I could give her Chuuu’s special carrot soup.’
That would give her energy in no time!
While I was thinking that, some boy shot his hand up eagerly.
‘That chubby Pig Potato….’
The boy with potato-colored hair and blue eyes opened his mouth confidently toward the teacher.
“Because they’re an essential means of attack and defense during Territory Wars. Without Awakeners, you can’t protect your Territory!”
“Correct. And I’ll add this: quality matters more than quantity. Not long ago, the Territories surrounding Belarion in Wolsik formed an alliance and attacked, only to be completely annihilated. They had seventeen Awakeners among them, yet they couldn’t match Belarion’s Awakeners.”
Whoosh.
A massive map unfurled across the blackboard.
Beside it was a figure of a person, with glittering shapes drawn around it.
“A Viju is proof of being an Awakener. Those of you here have either already manifested your Viju or at least have the foundation for one.”
I know what that is. The Carrot Class Teacher was surprised when she saw my left shoulder blade.
But I’d never actually seen it myself.
“Territory Wars can happen anytime, and your duty is to protect Fasayen. There are many forms of protection. Can anyone explain?”
Wait, hold on.
So why didn’t she explain what a Viju actually is?
Curious, I raised my hand eagerly.
The teacher then looked at me intently.
“Your name?”
“Chuuu.”
“Miss Shu, is it? Please, go ahead.”
My name is Chuuu, so why does everyone call me Shu?
Not sure, but I waddled up from my cushion anyway.
“Um, I have a question.”
“A question?”
“What is a Viju?”
“Pfft.”
The moment I asked, laughter erupted from behind me.
Then that Pig Potato from before started snickering the loudest, mocking me openly.
“You don’t even know that, and you dare crawl in here?”
We had friends like that at Kindergarten too. I was always the one who knew how to talk sense into them.
So I planted my hands firmly on my hips and spoke up.
“It’s fine not to know. If you don’t know, someone has to teach you.”
“Oh, is that so? A commoner orphan with quite the tongue on you.”
Tee-hee.
Pig Potato and several other children laughed.
They were all at least twice my age, and much larger in build.
It wasn’t frightening, exactly… but it did sting.
“Find out what Viju is by next class.”
“Yes.”
I’d have to ask Lina.
We never learned that at Kindergarten.
“In any case, the administrative aspects of the Territory fall to the Household Master and the Deputy Household Master. The military aspects are governed by the Admiral. So then, what role does a Resonant play?”
I became like a bear that had eaten honey—utterly speechless. Because I didn’t know.
“You don’t know that either, I see. Then, Ricardo, why don’t you explain?”
The Teacher’s gaze shifted toward Pig Potato. I slumped down somewhat limply.
If someone asked me how many grams of flour and sugar were needed for ten chocolate chip cookies, I could tell them everything!
Being dismissed for not knowing something I’d never learned felt deeply unfair. My nose even started to tingle.
But I held back my tears once more, refusing to cry.
“A Resonant is a religious figure who conveys the words of Ancestor Whale. In battle, when a Resonant sings a blessing song, Awakeners can exert greater power, and their wounds heal!”
“Correct. The person with the highest resonance rate with Ancestor Whale becomes the Resonant. You know well.”
As he received the praise, the boy named Ricardo—that Pig Potato—glanced at me and smirked.
At that arrogant expression, I felt… I felt….
A surge of emotion.
“Just you wait.”
I muttered quietly, clenching my fists tight.
It seemed I’d need to show them my skill at kneading dough with precision.
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For the rest of the lesson, I studied diligently.
I even made note of things I didn’t quite understand.
I’d never formally learned to read, but I could do it well enough that keeping up with the material wasn’t terribly difficult.
“Phew.”
Still, sitting for so long was a bit exhausting.
I grabbed the chocolate chip cookie snack with both hands and bit into it eagerly.
As I was crunching away, a shadow fell over my head.
It was Pig Potato and his group.
“Hey, didn’t you come with the Admiral earlier?”
Shove.
A boy with purple sweet potato-colored hair, one of Pig Potato’s friends, pushed my shoulder.
In that gust, the cookie tumbled from my hand and shattered against the floor with a crisp crack.
“….”
Both of us froze at the sudden turn of events.
“My cookie.”
It was mine. I hadn’t even finished half of it.
But I took a deep breath and counted to three in my head. Then, placing my hands on my hips, I spoke firmly.
“Apologize.”
“What?”
“You can’t hit or push your friends. You have to say sorry and give them a hug.”
“What is this brat saying? Has a commoner lost their mind?”
But Purple Sweet Potato shot back at me instead.
He jabbed my shoulder again and again!
‘If someone hits you, you bite back.’
Handsome Uncle’s words flashed through my mind.
‘I’ll hold back just one more time. Just once more, I swear.’
Because that’s what Carrot Class Teacher taught me.
‘When Chuuu gets angry, you count to three and wait for three seconds. Understood? You promised Teacher you’d do exactly that.’
This is the second time. And three seconds.
I have one more chance left.
That’s when Pig Potato snatched the name tag pinned to my chest.
Everything happened so fast I couldn’t do anything.
“Give it back!”
I can’t let this happen.
I absolutely cannot lose this.
‘It’s precious to me.’
For the first time, tears welled up in my eyes.
But none of the other children helped me. They only watched.
‘Teacher isn’t here because it’s break time.’
What do I do?
What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?
Someone, please help me.
“Hey, you’re an Awakener too, right? You said you wanted Viju’s position?”
Even as he taunted me, the villain who’d stolen my name tag sneered wickedly.
I bounced on my toes trying to snatch it back, but I was too small to reach.
“Try taking it then. How dare a mere speck like you become Diagon’s child? I won’t accept it. That position was supposed to be mine!”
Poke, poke.
Ricardo, who’d been jabbing my chest with his finger, suddenly shoved me hard.
I stumbled backward and fell flat on my backside with a thud.
That’s when it happened.
“What’s this? Class representative? Do you think you’re something special? You’re just a commoner. A filthy commoner!”
Riiiiip—!
An ominous sound tore through the air, and my name badge split in half before my eyes.
My pride—the pride I’d cherished so dearly, so very dearly, so genuinely, so truly dearly—shattered with it.
‘I can’t take this anymore.’
Snap.
My patience snapped.
In that same instant, my vision flooded white.
“What is this?”
“Water droplets?”
“Wait, this power is… gack!”
Bubbles erupted and roiled around my small frame.
At first they were mere soap bubbles, but soon my pink hair fluttered wildly in the surge.
The moment Ricardo sensed something eerie in my eyes—now devoid of pupils—he stumbled backward.
A horrifyingly violent force exploded outward.
“Aaaahhhhh!”
“P-please, spare us!”
“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry… waaaaahhhhh!”
What’s happening?
‘I have no strength left in my entire body.’
Screams echoed from somewhere distant, but I couldn’t quite make them out.
The last voice I heard was the Handsome Uncle’s.
“It’s alright. Calm yourself and rest now. I’ll handle the rest.”
His warmth was so comforting… it felt perfectly fine to just fall asleep like this.
So I clung tightly to the Handsome Uncle.
“Sob, sniff… Chuuu class rep, I’m, I’m not the class rep anymore. Waaahhhhh!!”
Sorrow and devastation poured out.

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