The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 47

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【047】
Lewiwood appeared.
Dragging something clutched in one hand.
His face was completely battered, his eyes swollen, bruises covering his skin. His leg looked broken too.
“I’ve captured the one who was creating golems, so you can all rest easy now.”
So—
‘An invader!’
But looking at that state, I couldn’t tell who the villain was.
The golem creator is the bad one, but… how do I put it.
Seeing him beaten so thoroughly, I felt a little sorry for him.
“Everyone did well. Elzen, move everyone to Pelun. I’ll wrap things up here.”
At Lewiwood’s gentle instruction, Elzen nodded.
‘Wait, where did Sister go?’
She was definitely here, but she disappeared.
I wanted to say goodbye!
“Let’s go, little one. We have much to discuss.”
“Okay.”
Elzen lifted me into his arms with determination in his eyes. I pressed my soft cheek against his shoulder and yawned.
‘This counts as a rather enjoyable outing…’
Yawn.
A tired baby needed nothing more than a warm embrace to drift off to sleep.
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After everyone returned to Pelun.
Lewiwood, left alone, sat astride the unconscious Goliath.
“Come out now. We have things to discuss.”
His blue-gray eyes gleamed coldly as he gazed down at the shadow beneath his feet.
Soon, bubbles rose from the shadow as if water were boiling, and from within emerged a girl.
It was Diolrose.
“I would have liked to watch your predicament a bit longer. That adorable baby rabbit displayed an unexpected ability.”
“Indeed.”
Just as Elzen and Diolrose knew each other, so too did Lewiwood and Diolrose.
Being from rival families, they couldn’t claim to be on good terms, yet they weren’t hostile either.
At the very least, they conversed like this.
To be precise, Diolrose was the only person from the Belarion Family worth having a conversation with.
“Needless to say, you’ll keep Superti’s ability secret, yes?”
Lewiwood swept her silver hair behind her ear and smiled warmly.
It was a false tenderness, merely an act, yet it felt genuinely gentle.
Diolrose matched his smile with a radiant one of her own.
“Well, that depends. Will you grant me one small, trivial favor?”
“A request made personally by the lady who traveled all this way—I must oblige.”
“So, would you pull out that fool’s tongue for me instead? I’d rather not soil my hands.”
Diolrose pointed at Goliath with that same smiling face. At that, the body that had seemed unconscious trembled with a start.
He had been awake all along.
“Is a tongue sufficient payment for keeping secrets?”
“Even so, he’s Belarion’s second son. That’s more than enough.”
Goliath thrashed about, trying to escape as he heard his sister’s words.
‘If I can just reach the shadows, just the shadows!’
With eyes wide open, Goliath mustered every ounce of strength he possessed and attempted to flee into the shadows.
But the next instant.
Clang!
A sound like striking an iron plate rang out, and he was sent bouncing backward.
‘What, what is this? Why, why won’t it work!’
Some baby flying through the air, whirlwinds being generated that destroyed entire golem battalions—nothing made sense.
Fasayen was different.
It was clearly changed from before.
If I returned and reported everything to the Household Master, perhaps I could evade responsibility for this entire disaster…!
“My, where do you think you’re going in such an unsightly state?”
“Aaaahhh!”
Crunch.
Diolrose pressed down hard on his injured hand with her foot.
From her entire body, shadows thin as threads extended outward, piercing into the space around Goliath.
Shadow Fixation.
A technique Belarion uses when facing Belarion.
“How grateful I am that you’ve spared me the trouble of pursuit.”
Lewiwood, who had been watching, brushed himself off and stood.
“No, no, nooooo!!”
Flap!
With a few crows flying past Goliath’s wide-open pupils, he lost consciousness.
Forever unable to speak again for the rest of his life.
“Lewiwood, you intend to become a Household Master?”
“It’s not an intention—it’s inevitable. Just as it is for you.”
After a moment.
Diolrose and Lewiwood stood facing each other.
Both aimed to become the heads of their respective families in the future.
The only slight difference was that Lewiwood had already secured his position and was advancing toward the path of Sub-Household Master, while Diolrose kept her claws hidden.
“Lewiwood, if you wish to safely become a Household Master… be wary of your mother.”
“….”
“The only person who can pull you from your current position is Cecilia Fasayen.”
Diolrose moved her shadows to seize Goliath.
Watching her disappear, Lewiwood clicked his tongue briefly.
“Ah, there’s no need to mention such things—I already know.”
My mother is greedy.
One day, when the current Household Master passes and Violet Fasayen ascends to the position of head.
My mother will undoubtedly use him, now a Sub-Household Master, to strike down the Household Master. And she will attempt to seize the Household Master seat for herself.
‘Not only that, she’ll grasp the entire Fasayen in her hands and turn me into a puppet.’
The problem is that his dear mother is hot-tempered, narrow-minded, and shallow in her thinking—her judgment is poor.
If things proceed that way, five years would be more than enough for this Family to crumble.
Besides, Violet Fasayen is not someone to be taken lightly.
‘He lacks the courage for grand schemes, so I’ve been placating him and letting him be for now.’
Why would Diolrose Bellarian bother giving such a warning?
“This is troublesome. I’ll need to look into it.”
Lewiwood trailed off, muttering to himself.
No matter who she is, I cannot allow my mother to cause an accident that would obstruct his path forward.
“Brother, I’ve come to pick you up!”
Not long after, Elzen returned.
It was time to return to Pelun.

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