The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 61

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【061】
The Earth Spirit King possessed skin the color of wet soil and long, lustrous bronze hair.
Full lips and prominent cheekbones.
Above a dignified nose rested a pair of compassionate eyes that cherished all things in this world.
Fundamentally, spirits are genderless. They lack any concept of femininity or masculinity whatsoever.
It was only natural.
Spirits are beings born from nature itself.
Soil, rivers, towering mountains, and flowing lava could hardly possess gender.
Yet even so, individual preferences existed among them.
If I had to categorize, Shapasi embodied a masculine form, while the Earth Spirit King embodied a feminine one.
“But when does the Water Spirit King intend to reveal the truth?”
“Who knows…”
Among the Eight Spirit Kings, the Water Spirit King possessed the strongest sense of gender identity.
Part of it stemmed from having only recently become a spirit, but more than that…
Attachment.
It was attachment that bound them.
“The living have always been more terrifying than ghosts, and one’s own affections more terrifying still than the living.”
The Earth Spirit King murmured softly.
Shapasi shrugged in disagreement, then blew gently upon the grape held in their hand.
Chirp!
What had unmistakably been a grape transformed into a bird with violet plumage, soaring into flight.
This was Eden.
A place where every miracle was wrought by the power of the Spirit Kings.
And now, their singular focus was one thing alone.
A young girl displayed across holographic screens scattered throughout Eden.
Superti Fasayen, smiling radiantly, was their one and only niece.
“I thought I might finally fade away from sheer boredom, but thanks to her, I can persist a while longer.”
Shapasi reached out to caress the hologram. In response, the Earth Spirit King lazily gestured, conjuring a vine-woven chair from nothing.
“We all share that sentiment.”
An unknown truth.
Becoming a spirit marks the end of the cycle of rebirth.
A small caterpillar that gnawed on leaves dies and becomes a puppy; a beloved puppy dies and becomes a winged bird.
And when that bird dies, it becomes human—such is the cycle of rebirth.
Once a soul is created, it circles through countless lives.
And should that soul, having finally become human, die while wishing never to be reborn, it becomes a spirit as its final form.
Freed from sorrow, despair, and melancholy, existing only in happiness and joy, liberated from all that once bound it, the spirit merges with nature itself.
Thus, when a spirit’s existence ends in dissolution, the soul achieves its desired conclusion.
It need never cycle again.
Of course, among the Spirit Kings were those who had never originated from the cycle—beings of perfect, pristine nature itself.
Ancient ones who had existed since the world’s very birth.
However, except for them, the others had come through reincarnation like ordinary spirits, and the same was true for Shapasi and the Earth Spirit King.
“Just when I thought we might finally find rest, this child came to us.”
A smiling young child is always endearing.
But to think she was my niece!
She could only be exceptionally precious.
Though I had to be mindful of causality, I still harbored that desire to secretly slip something more into her hands.
Superti was particularly special to Shapasi.
She would be his final contractor in his long life.
To him, who had found no reason to exist and merely drifted in abundance, Superti appeared like a comet.
“I wish I could give her everything I’m able to give, but great destinies always come with great trials.”
As Shapasi sighed, ashen feathers scattered around him in a gentle cascade.
The Earth Spirit King flicked away the feather tickling his nose, transforming it into sand as he replied.
“Enduring that burden is also a weight that those who wear the crown must bear.”
Dark omens were gathering over Superti’s brilliant path ahead.
By contracting with the Air Spirit King, she had gained power difficult to possess at her age, and now trials worthy of that strength would come her way.
Overcoming them was something Superti herself would have to do.
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Amid the turmoil of war preparations in Fasayen, the Admiral’s birthday banquet was held.
Two weeks prior, a total of 3,859 invitations had been sent, and 2,899 acceptances had been received.
Among them was one from the Household Master of Belarion, a neighboring territory.
It had always been customary to send invitations out of courtesy and receive rejections in return, but this time he was accepting.
And he was even bringing his daughter with him.
“His intentions are painfully obvious.”
Diagon murmured quietly as he finished his preparations.
Kamin, who had been straightening the wrinkles in his jacket, exhaled heavily.
“Given all the quarrels between us, it’s only natural he’d want to land a blow somehow. Coming in person is the better approach for that.”
The upper reaches of the Alexandrite River remained parched.
Not a single drop of water was being allowed to flow in that direction.
The Household Master was likely coming to resolve that issue, and he was bringing his daughter for espionage and revenge.
“Warn the children. Tell them to keep their mouths shut—there will be schemes afoot.”
“Understood.”
“And keep a constant guard around Superti. If anything happens, come to me and report it.”
“I’ll have swift-footed individuals standing by.”
Though there were various small worries, I could not keep Superti from attending this banquet.
It was the occasion to introduce that child officially.
The branch family members and subordinate households would surely be curious about who Superti was, given all the rumors.
It was good to have them exchange greetings on this opportunity.
‘If I’m even conscripted into the war, there won’t be another suitable occasion to introduce Superti afterward.’
Her debutante ball was still quite far in the future, after all.
“By the way, what could the Bellarian Princess be thinking? She even fought against her own brother.”
“It’s because I have ambition.”
The day Superti contracted with the Air Spirit King.
I already knew from reports that the Bellarian Princess had been present at that gathering.
The real question was how she had discovered that the children of Fasayen would be going there.
“In the process, we might even uncover who’s been colluding with Belarion. So this works out rather well.”
“I hope so. Well, planting spies is something we both do equally, after all.”
The uniform was comfortable, but why was formal wear so restrictive?
Diagon swept his gaze over himself in the mirror, then turned away casually.
That was when it happened.
Knock, knock-knock, knock-knock!
Someone was tapping at the door with a small fist, the sound soft and gentle.
Despite how quiet it was, Diagon caught it without missing a beat. The moment the knocking ended, he swung the door wide open.
“Superti.”
“Admiral!”
So tiny that I had to look down at her for quite some time.
Superti, with her pink hair and plump cheeks, stretched her arms toward me with a radiant smile.
“Pick me up!”
“Of course.”
Today, Superti wore a one-piece dress that matched the color and embellishments of my formal attire.
Crafted from teal-blue fabric adorned with white lace and embroidered with silver thread in intricate patterns, it was both refined and utterly adorable.
Particularly striking was the white ribbon tied near her neck.
Wearing such a large ribbon was something only possible at this age.
“Look at this! I even have a name tag!”
“How thoughtful. Now the whole world will know you’re my daughter.”
“Hehe, yes!”
A crab-shaped name tag pinned to her chest.
On it, the words “my daughter” were written clearly and steadily.
It was so endearing that a smile bloomed across my lips as well.
“Oh, Tosil. You seem even rounder today. What did you eat last night before bed?”
“Eek! You caught me!”
After finishing preparations, I met Mikard in the corridor—
“Father.”
“Go and show them that you’re doing well.”
“Yes.”
“This is also an occasion to introduce your companion, so refrain from reckless behavior and always display a considerate demeanor.”
After that, I met Elzen and Joy.
Five of us in total.
Once I had lost someone precious, failed to protect my daughter, and nearly sent my second son away before his time—but now my side was full again.
Admiral Fasayen’s family entered the Banquet Hall in the brilliant afternoon sunlight.
For me, it was truly the first birthday in a long time that wasn’t sorrowful.

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