The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 54

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【054】
“Ugh! Mikal said he didn’t need any!”
“…It seems a heartfelt father-son conversation is in order.”
Wait, I just heard the Admiral’s teeth grinding.
‘Hmm. It looks like the Admiral feels left out being the only one excluded.’
I’ll make sure to include him next time.
With that resolve, I climbed onto the deck and noticed that land was no longer visible.
“We’ve come so far!”
“From here on, this is the dolphins’ path. They love jumping over the wake when a large ship cuts through the water.”
“Wow.”
I thought they’d dislike the noise from the ship, but it seems that’s not always the case.
[The Water Spirit King ‘■■■■’ explains that dolphins, like people, all have different personalities.]
[Dolphins typically possess intelligence comparable to a young child. Sometimes older individuals or pod leaders can be quite intelligent. So they all have their own preferences.]
So there are dolphins that hate loud noises, and others that actually enjoy them!
Understanding perfectly, I gazed between the waves with curious eyes.
Wondering where the dolphins might be.
“Would you like to see the dolphins?”
“Yes!”
“I’ll call them for you.”
How?!
The Admiral, my older brothers—they all seem to know dolphins.
‘But I don’t.’
Feeling a pang of envy, I wondered how I might become acquainted with a dolphin.
“Then I’ll call them!”
“Very well.”
As the Admiral gestured, a woman with bright chestnut hair walked out briskly.
With her hair tied up in a single knot, she turned to look at me with a smile… and then!
Splash!
She dove into the water.
“She, she fell in!”
“She’s diving. Rachel, as an Awakened One, can communicate with dolphins and whale pods.”
“…!”
“She’s the only person who understands their language system and can even speak their dialects. A truly remarkable talent.”
That’s so cool!
Though I was startled at first, now my heart was racing with excitement.
‘Being on a ship lets me see and learn so much more than staying at home.’
I want to join the Navy too!
[The Water Spirit King ‘■■■■’ adds further explanation.]
[And whales have different language systems depending on their pod. Whales living in the Arctic Sea use a different language than those in the Fasayen Sea.]
That makes sense—people speak different languages in different countries too.
I suppose the whales would communicate that way too.
[The Water Spirit King ‘■■■■’ explains what clicks are.]
[Whales communicate by making dozens of short clicking sounds, and that’s what they call clicks.]
‘I see!’
[The Water Spirit King ‘■■■■’ explains what a coda is.]
[When those clicks come together to form a specific rhythm and tempo, that’s called a coda.]
‘So a coda is like a sentence?’
[The Water Spirit King ‘■■■■’ shakes his head.]
[Clicks are phonemes. Codas are syllables. When those syllables come together, they form sentences. For example, if whales want to convey “there’s abundant food here,” they have to speak longer and more extensively than humans do.]
I’d always thought whales just communicated through ultrasound, but that wasn’t it at all!
[The Water Spirit King ‘■■■■’ says that whales are advanced creatures of the Sea.]
[Another interesting fact is that whales are a matriarchal society. They pass down traditional knowledge from mother to daughter. The oldest grandmother whale leads the pod.]
Does that mean the Ancestor Whale is a grandmother?
As I watched with curiosity, shortly after—
“Eek!”
A pod of dolphins suddenly leaped into the air.
Splash! Splash!
Each time they bounded through the air like dancers before plunging back into the Sea, water sprayed across my face.
Delighted by this, I laughed with glee, and my eyes widened as I spotted the mermaids who had appeared alongside the dolphin pod.
“Wow! Look, look, mermaids!”
And the one at the very front looked like the mermaid I’d seen before in Grandfather’s Sea Garden!
“The Red Pearl Tribe has arrived. The one at the front is Caliote, the daughter of the Red Pearl Tribe’s chief.”
Soon the mermaids propelled themselves upward with powerful strokes of their tails and waved their hands toward me.
I waved my hands back just as enthusiastically.
“The Red Pearl Tribe is very friendly toward humans.”
“Aren’t all of them friendly?”
“The Blue Crab Tribe doesn’t care much for humans. The Green Auditory Tribe despises them. Though now we’ve established a peace accord, so it’s fine.”
The Admiral’s profile as he spoke looked remarkably stern.
As if he would never waver before any storm.
“There are many mermaid tribes, but there is only one Mermaid King.”
Then the round-faced uncle—no, the Director—suddenly interjected with an explanation.
“In the past, relations with the Mermaid Tribe were terribly strained. But when His Excellency turned ten years old! He personally ventured into the Deep Sea and fought the Mermaid King.”
“What? Really?”
“Indeed. And His Excellency matched the Mermaid King in combat at such a young age. After that, the mermaids stopped attacking humans.”
When the explanation ended, the Admiral let out a short cough and raised his eyebrows slightly.
“It was nothing of importance.”
“Wow… wow… I want to do that too! Chuuu wants to as well. How many nights of sleep until I’m ten…!”
I spread my plump fingers wide and counted them one by one, murmuring to myself.
“A hundred nights times a hundred…?”
In that moment, the mermaids leaped majestically into the air alongside the dolphin pod.
Shock was etched into Diagon’s crimson eyes, hidden beneath the shadow of water.
“Just now, what did you…?”
My breath trembled.
Diagon’s breathing grew ragged, and he gripped his chest as he forced his lips open, trying not to press for an answer.
“Say it again, little one.”
“Mm? If you sleep a hundred nights a hundred times, then yes.”
“A hundred nights, a hundred times.”
The ship lurched from the pod of dolphins and the mermaids.
Diagon caught his daughter as she nearly tumbled forward with an “Oof!” and steadied his breathing.
A hundred nights, a hundred times.
That was Aurora’s habitual phrase.
When Elzen had sulked, asking when he could become like his older brother Mikard, Aurora had smiled and said it.
‘Sleep a hundred nights a hundred times, and you’ll be fine.’
On a day when things weren’t going well and I was frustrated.
Aurora had spoken to me calmly then too.
‘Diagon, if you sleep a hundred nights a hundred times, it will be resolved. These things take time. Give yourself some grace.’
But how could that sentence come from this young daughter’s lips?
‘At this point, there’s no doubt that you’re Luarel.’
Circumstantial evidence flooded in like a torrent. What was scarce as water in a drought was only physical proof.
Still, Cedric and Kamin were investigating curses that caused the body to regress or memory loss, so answers would come soon.
The answer that Superti was Luarel.
“Admiral! Look, a sea dragon!”
“…Yes.”
How wonderful it would be if you called me Father.
When would you think of me as your father?
I knew well that opening a child’s heart was the work of adults and required time, but the moment I thought Superti was my lost daughter, I grew impatient.
‘Calling me Father is your rightful due.’
Aurora would do it again then.
She would place her finger on my lips and smile.
Wait long enough to sleep a hundred nights a hundred times, she would say.
“Watch carefully. This is my ability—summoning a sea dragon.”
“Kyaaah!”
But if you are truly my daughter, then Aurora… what happened to Aurora?
The fact that she knows the phrase ‘a hundred nights a hundred times’ means Aurora might have raised her.
‘Perhaps… perhaps she’s still… alive.’
A whirlpool formed in the center of the calm sea, and the ship lurched far more violently than before.
Those who hurriedly furled the sails bound themselves tightly with ropes one by one, and those who couldn’t endure it retreated into the cabin and locked the door firmly shut.
Only after everyone had finished preparing to meet the sea dragon.
The sea tore open with a deafening crack.
The sea had split apart.
There was no other way to describe the scene.
A dragon rose through the dark seawater, riding a column of water.
Like a dangerous hope about to burst forth from his chest at any moment, that colossal creature was fierce enough to drag hundreds of ships to the bottom in a single stroke.
“Aren’t you afraid?”
“It’s beautiful. I’m not scared at all.”

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