The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 59

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【059】
We left the bank with a heavy pouch in hand and headed straight to select gifts.
“I think I’ll give him this.”
Mikard Fasayen had chosen a plate-shaped magical artifact.
It was called a “Rond”—when you press the center and speak a name, it recognizes its owner and activates, then flies into the air and captures images of the surroundings.
Apparently, it’s a special magical artifact that records that moment.
Since it can be sent far distances, it’s even used for military purposes, and the moment I heard the explanation, I thought I wanted to photograph whales with it.
‘It cost an eye-watering amount, though.’
Mikard Fasayen didn’t seem bothered at all.
Is that the typical price for gifts?
“Now, it’s Tosil’s turn to choose a gift.”
“Mm!”
“Do you have something in mind?”
Actually, I had a few ideas—
“A handkerchief…?”
I hesitated, wondering if it was too humble a gift.
Handkerchiefs seemed nice since you always need to carry one.
But Mikard Fasayen dispelled my worries.
“What are you talking about? That’s an incredibly wonderful gift!”
“…Really?”
“Yeah. He’ll absolutely love it! A handkerchief is the best gift, I’m telling you!”
“For real?”
It doesn’t have to be the best gift.
Still, imagining the Admiral’s joy at receiving a handkerchief gave me a little boost of confidence.
“Then we should go there. It’s a shop that makes various things from fabrics imported from foreign lands.”
“Do they have unusual fabrics there?”
“They probably have things like snake-skin handkerchiefs.”
No, that’s a bit much.
I’d feel sorry for the snakes, and it probably wouldn’t clean well anyway.
“Let’s go in!”
Once inside the shop, I carefully looked around and selected a handkerchief made from sleek, glossy black fabric.
A jellyfish was embroidered on the edge of the handkerchief in blue thread, and I loved it immediately.
“We can engrave a name on it. Would you like us to?”
“Uh… um… yes!”
“How would you like it engraved?”
“My name. Superti, from the Child.”
I love the Admiral.
So I wanted him to carry around a handkerchief with my name on it.
That way, it would feel like I’m always close by.
“Let’s see. We’ve bought everything we need, and nothing’s gone wrong.”
Because I’d spent so much time at the bank, the sun was already setting by the time I left the Handkerchief Shop.
I needed to head home now… but.
‘Come to think of it, I know this street.’
I stopped mid-step as I descended the stairs.
I hadn’t noticed when entering the shop, but now that everything was finished, the surrounding scenery suddenly caught my eye.
“Tosil?”
“If you go straight down that street….”
“Huh?”
“…you’ll find it.”
A forgotten memory bubbled up like foam and burst forth.
That straight path I’d walked so slowly while starving.
Me, delirious from hunger.
Walking, and walking, and walking… until I reached a certain iron gate.
And that warm voice that had spoken to me, along with the hot carrot soup.
‘They said I can’t go back to Carrot Class anymore.’
I didn’t want to live at the kindergarten again either.
I have a precious family now.
Fasayen Mansion is my home.
‘But still….’
I do miss them.
I wonder how my friends and teachers are doing?
“Is there somewhere you want to go?”
“Huh?”
“That’s what it looks like. I’ll take you anywhere you want, just say the word.”
Could I really?
Would I get in trouble?
Unable to speak up easily, I chewed on my lips.
While I was doing that, Mikard suddenly started walking briskly ahead.
“Hey, Tosil. Do you know who I am?”
“…Mikard Older Brother?”
“That’s right, I’m Mikard Fasayen. Wherever you want to go, I’ll take you there, so don’t worry and just tell me. I’ll take care of everything.”
Wow, that’s cool.
Nearly overcome with emotion, I rubbed my stinging nose and mumbled in a slurred voice.
“I wanna go back to the kindergarten.”
“Alright, let’s go. But it feels weird to show up empty-handed. Should we buy a gift?”
The warm glow of sunset caught in his teal hair.
That light seeped into his magenta eyes brimming with playfulness, kindling tenderness within them.
So trustworthy just to look at—with such gentle care, I simply grasped his hand tightly and nodded.
It felt like it would be okay.
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Public Bbeukkeum-Bbeukkeum Daycare was a place that raised and fed children who had lost their parents to pirate raids.
It was situated at the very edge of Pelun’s outskirts, but since Fasayen had built it directly, the structure was spacious and sturdy.
The front courtyard was quite expansive as well, with sheep raised directly and vegetable gardens cultivated.
Compared to other orphanages across the nation, it was a considerably superior environment.
There were seven such daycares within Pelun alone, and when expanded across the entire Fasayen Territory, there were over forty.
Perhaps it was because they accepted not only children who had lost parents to pirate raids, but also those abandoned because their families couldn’t afford to raise them.
In any case, roughly three hundred children lived at Bbeukkeum-Bbeukkeum Daycare, yet there were only six teachers in total.
Considering that one of them was assigned to kitchen duties, the number of educators was absolutely insufficient.
Each teacher was responsible for nearly sixty children.
However, since welfare budgets were inherently limited, they couldn’t provide generous support.
“If we received more funding, other orphanages would receive less.”
“That’s right. Still, we’re grateful that the Admiral promised to send talented children to the Academy.”
As the teachers prepared the children’s evening meal, they conversed in hushed tones.
If they said it wasn’t difficult, they’d be lying, but they persevered because they took pride in their profession as educators.
Not long ago, the Admiral of Fasayen himself had contacted them, asking them to submit a list if there were any children to send to the Academy.
What an incredibly generous privilege!
And all of it was thanks to Chuuu.
“It’s a relief that Chuuu seems to be doing well.”
“Indeed. Though she wasn’t the type of child who would struggle to adapt.”
“I do miss her…”
A baby with pink hair, white and delicate.
How fortunate that Chuuu, who had been such a glutton, now found herself in a position where she could eat plenty of delicious things.
Even after becoming a young lady at the mansion, she hadn’t forgotten to send snacks regularly, which was truly appreciated.
“Teachers! Teachers, come outside!”
It was then.
The dining hall door burst open and a child came running in, gasping for breath.
Just as they were about to scold them for opening the door so forcefully.
“Gifts! Gifts and Chuuu have arrived!!”
At those words, everyone froze in place.
Even a whale would leap at the mention of itself!
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Kate, the Carrot Class teacher at Bbeukkeum-Bbeukkeum Daycare, stood with her mouth agape at the gift boxes filling the front courtyard.
Over ten carriages had arrived, unloading boxes endlessly.
The children who had been eating rushed outside, bouncing excitedly, and even the kitchen staff teacher stood speechless, ladle in hand.
What on earth was happening?
As she stood there, finally, one pristine white carriage entered.
At first glance, it was an impressive vehicle—a carriage used exclusively by Fasayen.
*Gulp.*
Kate felt tension mounting as the carriage door opened.
She wasn’t sure why she felt so nervous.
How should I put it… she seemed like someone from a different world entirely?
“Sammi!!”
“Chuuu, or rather, Superti!”
But the small child who tumbled out from within was unmistakably the same girl Kate knew.
She wore something far more expensive than anything from the kindergarten, and those glittering pins in her hair were almost frightening to look at!
Yet that bright, soft smile remained exactly as it had always been.
Completely unchanged.
“My goodness, how did all this come about? You’re well, aren’t you? You’ve been doing wonderfully?”
Kate, her expression crumpling with emotion, spread her arms wide and embraced Superti.
Only then did she notice Mikard clearing his throat awkwardly behind them.
“Still, this is where my sister spent her time. I should have brought a gift or two.”
“Goodness gracious.”
“Dolls, sweets, books—that sort of thing. Since I wasn’t sure what she’d like, I just told them to bring everything from the three shops nearby.”
“…!”
Mikard, scratching the back of his head sheepishly, slowly surveyed the kindergarten grounds.
‘It’s well-maintained. There’s evidence of careful, loving attention everywhere.’
In truth, before meeting Superti, he had never paid attention to such places.
The household’s administrative matters were neither his responsibility nor something he needed to learn.
But now he was curious.
Where had Superti spent her time before coming to the household?
What kind of people were the teachers and children here?
Why had she come to live here, and so forth.
It was the moment Mikard’s world expanded through love.

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