The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 48

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【048】
“Should we select children with Spirit Master potential?”
I found it entertaining, but it seemed the adults didn’t see it that way.
Still, I’m relieved I didn’t get scolded for breaking the tree. I was a bit nervous about that.
“Spirit Masters raised with Fasayen’s backing! Now that’s a splendid idea. If things go well, Superti could grow up to lead them.”
In any case, Household Master Grandfather wore a satisfied expression.
I was happy he even gave me roasted marshmallows as a snack.
[The Air Spirit King ‘Shapasi’ laughs heartily.]
[To contract with a Spirit King, one’s spirit affinity must be among the rarest in the world. Of course, even then, I don’t contract with everyone.]
Oh, Shapasi!
[The Air Spirit King ‘Shapasi’ regards you warmly.]
[We Spirit Kings choose our contractors carefully. We must walk together until the contractor’s death. I made this contract because I liked the heart you possess.]
Yes, I like you too, Shapasi.
With sticky marshmallow clinging to my fingers, I secretly formed a heart shape.
“What are you doing?”
But I was caught immediately.
“A heart for the Admiral too.”
“A heart?”
The Admiral, who had me sitting on his lap while looking down at me, twitched his brow.
“Is that some new curse word children use these days?”
Thump!
It’s not a curse!
A heart is… a heart!
How am I supposed to explain this?
“Just joking, little one.”
Seeing my expression, the Admiral chuckled and ruffled my hair.
Only then did I realize I’d been teased, and I huffed indignantly.
“You never cease to surprise me. As your father, I must be strong enough to support you as you continue to grow.”
The Admiral is a good father.
Except for when he teases me like this sometimes.
“I intend to keep your status as a Spirit King’s contractor secret for now. At the very least, it must remain hidden until after Viju awakens.”
“Why?”
“Those who envy you, those who are wary of you—they’ll all try to claim you. If they can’t, they’ll attack. There’s no need for you to face unnecessary threats.”
Will things become much more dangerous?
Actually, I didn’t mind experiencing scary things myself. It didn’t frighten me much.
‘But I hate it when people around me get hurt.’
From this incident, Lina’s knees were completely scraped up. Naiad was bedridden.
I heard the other children also sustained many wounds and were receiving treatment.
Above all, Elzen and Joy were injured too.
Fortunately, when Shapasi stepped in, Naiad had already created a sturdy protective barrier, so it was fine… but.
“Crab cakes.”
“Hm?”
“I’m thinking of taking you to the Training Ground soon. Now that you’ve gained power, you need to learn how to fight properly.”
Listening to the Admiral’s words, I brightened visibly.
“I’d love that!”
“Great power comes with responsibility. The more capable someone is of wide-scale attacks, the more carefully they must act to avoid harming the Civilian Area. I’ll teach you such things.”
“Okay!”
Diagon swallowed back the additional worries he’d been about to voice upon seeing the child’s delighted, radiant face.
‘One cannot raise a lion cub as a herbivore.’
Just as a bird of prey cannot become a sparrow, a shark cannot behave like a ray.
A predator’s teeth remain sharp even in youth.
The more one tries to suppress that under the guise of protection, the more it will twist and grow in the wrong direction.
If one truly cherished them, all that could be done was to clear the pebbles from the child’s path ahead.
After all, it was the child’s responsibility to walk forward, and there was no stopping it anyway.
‘Who on earth are this child’s true parents?’
Superti’s cheeks were absolutely round, with marshmallow smeared all over her mouth.
Every moment, every instant, my heart trembled.
If she were the daughter of him and Aurora… if she were Luarel… would she not look like this?
Would she not have this personality?
Such thoughts kept creeping in.
And now she’d even made a contract with the Air Spirit King!
Because he hadn’t been there, he’d heard of it but couldn’t believe it, so he’d asked Elzen about it several times over.
‘Aurora also had excellent spirit affinity. She simply had no desire to contract with higher-ranking spirits.’
Mikard and Elzen had no spirit affinity whatsoever.
So perhaps Luarel had inherited the qualities of a Spirit Master, they’d said to each other countless times while patting their full bellies.
‘If you were Luarel…’
How wonderful that would be.
Honestly, I wish it were so.
Though it’s a feeling I cannot voice aloud.
“I was playing with Older Brother Elzen. Can we go now?”
“Yes. Wipe your mouth first.”
Diagon suppressed the lump in his throat and wiped his daughter’s mouth with a handkerchief.
After Superti scurried away, Diagon opened his mouth heavily toward Kamin.
“What of the investigation into Superti’s true parents?”
“There are no clues whatsoever. I apologize, Your Excellency.”
“She didn’t spring from the earth, so how can there be so little information?”
“Yes. Truly… Miss Superti appeared suddenly. We investigated the overland routes, sea routes, and even the Underground passages, yet found no trace from anywhere. Despite the fact that her appearance is quite uncommon.”
Kamin felt embarrassed, but Diagon was rather pleased.
At the same time, his suspicions grew.
Then had Superti truly fallen from the heavens?
“How fascinating. Kamin and Cedric—there’s no one in Fasayen who can track information better than those two, yet they couldn’t find either of them?”
Galiazard’s eyes gleamed as he stroked his beard, then he slapped the table and burst into hearty laughter.
“It seems the heavens have blessed us with a gift! After all, the Ancestor Whale himself marked her as a Resonant. We can trust her completely.”
“I’m not doubting Superti. It’s just that the circumstances seem… rather peculiar, don’t they?”
“Superti is Luarel?”
The ages didn’t match.
That was the greatest obstacle.
But what if, by some chance, she had been cursed with something that forced her to age backward?
And what if she’d lost all her memories in the process?
Then her status as a Resonant candidate would make sense, and everything she’d done for me would make sense too.
“We should investigate whether magic or curses that reverse aging actually exist.”
The Household Master’s word was law.
Cedric and Kamin bowed their heads simultaneously and accepted the command.
“In any case, Superti is a blessing to this Fasayen. We must nurture her with greater care, while ensuring she can fully develop her abilities and dedicate herself to her growth.”
I wanted nothing more than to keep my beloved youngest daughter cradled in my arms, but I couldn’t. I mustn’t.
Diagon exhaled softly and thought of Luarel once, then of Superti once more.
He wished he could have consulted with Aurora rather than bearing this burden alone.
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“Tosil!”
“Mikal!”
The moment I stepped out of the office, I spotted the two older brothers waiting for me and waved my hands excitedly.
“Your face looks so much better, but why are you here?”
“From now on, we’ll spend time together whenever we have a chance. You’ve been through quite an ordeal this time.”
“I see.”
“You seem to be a trouble magnet, so your older brother has to protect you.”
Being called a trouble magnet felt a bit unfair.
I’d just been standing there when carriages came and hit me—those were the only incidents.
Still, I didn’t dislike Mikard bragging about protecting me.
“Anyway, the Air Spirit King, no less—that’s impressive. It’s a shame I didn’t see it directly, but from the description, it sounds like an area-of-effect skill.”
“Area… of what?”
“A technique that attacks a wide range all at once.”
Holding Mikard’s right hand and Elzen’s left hand, I walked along steadily.
Soon we strolled beneath the warm sunlight, and Mikard explained in greater detail.
“You’ve learned that tanks excel in close combat, and dealers have long-range combat techniques or support skills that aid in battle, right?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Lewiwood and I are both tanks. But I have area-of-effect techniques, while Lewiwood doesn’t.”
Mikard plucked an armful of roses from the garden and held up a red one.
“The tanks are me, Lewiwood, Iliad, Joy, and the Household Master and Father.”
“Mm.”
As I nodded, Mikard this time showed me a white rose.
“The dealers are Elzen, Naiad, and Aunt Cecilia.”
“Got it!”
“Now for the question: among these three, who can use area-of-effect skills?”

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