The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 71

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【071】
“Still, Luarel Sister should be fine.”
“Yes! Together with me… huh?”
“I’ll have a maid guide you. I need to take the youngest to Spirit Studies Class.”
“…!”
Her wide eyes trembled as if an earthquake had struck.
As if she hadn’t expected such words.
“The youngest is far too young to find her way alone, isn’t she? Right?”
“I… but… but….”
Her small hand gripped the hem of her skirt tightly.
Children passing nearby glanced at the two of them as they went.
“I’m young too.”
“Isn’t it a bit much to say that in front of a real baby?”
At Elzen’s observation, Luarel Sister’s face flushed crimson as a tomato.
“Let’s go, Shu.”
“Okay.”
I’m not disappointed, which is nice, but Luarel Sister looks sad.
As I kept glancing back, Elzen spoke to me gently.
“Leave her be. Until proof appears and the Household Master acknowledges it, I have no intention of treating her as a sister.”
“But I…”
“You saved my life, Superti. You even helped me meet my Companion. I will always prioritize you above all else, except for Joy.”
Warmth rippled like waves in his dark crimson eyes as he gazed at me.
Feeling like a jellyfish drifting lazily in warm seawater, I laughed softly.
“Mm!”
“Right. You were looking forward to Spirit Studies Class. It should be fun.”
Spirit Studies Class was something only I received at Fasayen.
Starting in half a year, they would select children with spirit affinity to take classes together, but for now, it’s just me.
“Here we are. The Garden.”
Spirit Studies Class was held in Fasayen’s vast Garden.
There was a stream, soil and flowers, and a gentle breeze drifting through.
“There’s Sammi over there!”
“Indeed.”
My Spirit Studies teacher was a grandmother with short ash-gray hair wearing an elegant suit.
She wore no jacket, her sleeves rolled up, and her style was completely different from the Resonant Grandmother, which I found fascinating.
“My, so this is the baby I heard about.”
“Hello! I’m Superti Fasayen.”
“I’ve heard the stories. My name is Rotia Loveberry.”
Wait.
-Author: Rotia Loveberry.
B-17 Tenured Professor’s Office, National Clavier Comprehensive Academy, Clavier City, Mondal.
The moment I heard the name, a phrase flashed brilliantly through my mind.
That book, you know—the Spirit Studies book!
“Professor Tenured!”
“Oh my, you know me?”
“I read your book.”
She was someone genuinely passionate about spirits, and I never expected to meet her like this.
I couldn’t hide my excitement at meeting the author of the book I had read and studied before.
[The Earth Spirit King ‘■’ expresses favor toward Rotia Loveberry.]
[An Earth Spirit Master, I see. One quite beloved by my spirits.]
“An Earth Spirit Master…?”
“However did you know that?”
Interest flickered across her blue eyes.
As I simply smiled without explanation, Professor Rotia continued speaking.
“I am a Spirit Master contracted with a high-ranking Earth spirit. I have a daughter as well, and she contracted with a Fortune spirit of intermediate rank.”
“Wow.”
I had contracted with the Air Spirit King!
I wanted to boast about it so badly that my lips quivered with barely contained excitement. My bottom wiggled along with it.
Was it okay to boast? The Admiral and Household Master Grandfather had never said I couldn’t.
“Let me see… has your Spirit Eye opened?”
“No. But, um, I, it hasn’t yet.”
“If it hasn’t opened yet, does that mean it will open soon?”
“Yes!”
Once I become the darling of the Spirit Kings.
But two of the Spirit Kings still haven’t made their appearance.
How can I tell them, ‘Please come see Superti!’?
“Pop!”
While I was lost in thought for a moment, a popping sound came from above my head, and Podong appeared.
“Chirp!”
“My goodness, a low-ranking Air spirit! It doesn’t seem like you have a formal contract, though…”
“The Air Spirit King gave it to me.”
Podong seemed to like Professor Rotia, circling around with short wings fluttering.
The professor, who had perched Podong on her fingertip, slowly knelt on one knee.
Then she reached out and gently touched my forehead, and since I didn’t dislike it at all, I remained still.
“Oh my, goodness. I thought the Fasayen Household Master was mistaken, but it’s true! How is this possible!”
A hum resonated.
The bracelet hanging on the professor’s wrist glowed, and something began to shimmer on my forehead as well.
I couldn’t see my own forehead with my eyes… but was something written there?
“Do you know what this bracelet is?”
“No!”
“It’s a tool that allows one to discern Spirit Contract marks. Generally, you cannot tell what rank of spirit someone has contracted with, you see.”
Oh right, I didn’t know that either until Teacher explained it to me.
There’s no obvious mark or sign you can recognize at a glance, after all.
“Of course, there are exceptions. Those who have reached the position of absolute being in a single domain—among the Resonants, those who are exceptionally outstanding can discern the rank of a contracted Spirit King simply by looking. For instance, without this tool, they would recognize that you are a contractor of the Spirit King.”
“Wow!”
“But ordinary people like me can’t do that, so we rely on this tool’s help. When we do, the seal of the contracted Spirit King appears on the forehead.”
Teacher held the bracelet against their own forehead.
Then light shimmered, and characters were inscribed on Teacher’s forehead.
Naturally, they were in ancient script, so I couldn’t read them.
“Anyway… to think I would meet someone so noble before I grow old and die. And the Air Spirit King rarely makes contracts at all!”
[The Air Spirit King, Shapasi, lets out a small cough.]
[The Flame Spirit King tells the Air Spirit King not to be so haughty.]
[The Emotion Spirit King gives the Air Spirit King a sidelong glance.]
Teacher looked incredibly moved, I must say.
“What does the Air Spirit King look like? Do they match the appearance I described in my book?”
“Well, a large bird… a bird-human?”
No, really.
It’s the most fitting description.
[The Air Spirit King, Shapasi, asks to be called a bird-shaped spirit instead.]
[The Flame Spirit King laughs heartily.]
[You’re definitely a bird-human. That’s exactly what you look like.]
[The Air Spirit King, Shapasi, retorts to the Flame Spirit King that they’re a dragon-human.]
A dragon-human?
Reading Shapasi’s words, I tried to imagine what the Flame Spirit King looked like.
Something with horns, rough and long hair, burly and… well.
“Still, it’s curious that you’re registered with Fasayen but contracted with the Air Spirit King instead of the Water Spirit King.”
“That’s because I still don’t know the Water Spirit King’s name.”
I ventured to mention it, wondering if Teacher might know, but it seemed they didn’t.
It’s a shame, but there’s nothing to be done about it.
“Contracting with a Spirit King is a blessed talent. You’ve been chosen. We’ll have much to discuss going forward.”
Teacher smiled gently.
Afterward, we walked together, and it felt so much better to see flowers and breathe the wind like this than to stay only in the classroom.
“What do you think is the most important thing for a Spirit Master?”
“I’m not sure.”
“It’s a heart that doesn’t hate. Spirits are positively influenced by positive emotions. Conversely, they’re negatively affected by emotions like hatred and jealousy. Chaos Spirits are the opposite, of course.”
And I loved being able to hear stories like this that don’t even appear in books.
I walked through the garden with Teacher and heard many stories.
“People commonly think Spirit Masters and Mages are at odds, but that’s not true. They simply don’t mix, like water and oil.”
“…!”
“However, Spirits absolutely despise black mages. If there’s anything Spirits abhor, it’s black magic that disrupts the order of the world.”

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