The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 73

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【073】
“In all my years, I’ve seen plenty of people riding dolphins, but this is the first time I’ve witnessed someone actually becoming one.”
The Household Master, Galiazard, clicked his tongue.
News of Superti Fasayen’s transformation into a dolphin spread throughout the entire mansion in an instant.
Regardless of the fact that dolphins breathe with lungs, they are creatures of the sea—not land animals.
Therefore, Lewiwood quickly summoned someone immediately after the incident occurred.
It was Iliad, who could effortlessly lift a single dolphin with his bare hands.
Fortunately, Iliad happened to be at the mansion at that moment, so emergency measures were swiftly implemented.
“What in the world… my daughter, what has become of her….”
Diagon had been repeating only these words since earlier, utterly unable to accept the situation.
Yes, those of the Fasayen bloodline become whales upon death.
But never had anyone heard of a living person transforming into a dolphin.
“This is certainly the first occurrence in our family’s entire history.”
Cedric, who had been reviewing historical records with a grave expression, closed the book with a decisive thud.
“And it doesn’t appear to have been the doing of the Air Spirit King or the Water Spirit King.”
“Correct. Spirits believe their true forms to be the most beautiful, so there would be no reason for them to play such a cruel prank.”
It was Rotia Loveberry, a professor of spirit studies, who responded to Cedric’s words.
“Then who did this, and why?”
Diagon, staring blankly at the tank, rubbed his face wearily.
No, there had to be a way.
Though this calamity had struck without warning, there must surely be a means to reverse it.
“These are the clothes the Youngest Miss was wearing and her personal belongings.”
“What is this box?”
Kamin, who had been pacing anxiously, extended a tray toward Diagon, upon which items were arranged neatly.
It was only natural that Diagon, frowning as he examined them, reached toward the box wrapped in blue paper.
“Could this object have been cursed? Lina, when did Superti start carrying this box?”
Lina, who had been sitting and weeping before the tank, barely managed to lift her head at the sharp question.
“That… that was something the Young Miss brought back when she went out before. With Young Master Mikard.”
“When was that… ah, the day she went to the bank? The day she brought back that strange paper crane hairpin.”
Lina did not bother to correct him that it was not a “strange paper crane hairpin” but rather a “breathtakingly beautiful and artistic paper crane hairpin.” Such distinctions hardly mattered now.
She also did not mention that the paper crane hairpin was carefully hidden away in Superti’s treasure box.
That every night before sleep, she would take out the name tag inscribed with “my daughter” and that hairpin, admiring them, caressing them, kissing them before drifting off to sleep.
How could anything else matter when that precious young lady had now become a dolphin?
Besides, she hadn’t even worn the paper crane hairpin today.
“Then who gave this box to her? Was it that Laximon fellow again?”
Diagon truly seemed on the verge of losing his mind.
These days, he had been devoting himself entirely to his daughter.
He had been paying such close attention. Had he not waited anxiously for her return on the day she went out, wondering when she would arrive?
Before bed, Elzen would confirm Superti’s condition one last time, and he would check on her again at breakfast.
It was the same throughout the rest of the day. He had deliberately stationed several navy personnel among the servants and staff working in this household.
To be his eyes.
I had received separate reports on how Superti spent each day.
But I had never received a report about this box.
“That box is….”
Lina bowed her head deeply, her face etched with guilt.
It was her duty to report everything about the Young Miss.
But this box alone, she had deliberately omitted.
“That is… well….”
Lina was conflicted.
It didn’t feel right to speak of it herself. The Young Miss would surely be deeply disappointed.
But wasn’t the Young Miss who would be disappointed now turned into a dolphin!
“Father!”
Just as Diagon’s expression grew increasingly cold and Galiazard let out a groan of distress.
Mikard came rushing through the door upon hearing the news, nearly breaking it down.
“That! That’s Father’s!!”
“…!”
Crash!
The door hinges came loose from how forcefully he had opened it.
Mikard, having appeared thus, pointed directly at the box held in Diagon’s hands.
“Tosilya bought that for Father, but couldn’t give it to him.”
“…For me?”
Diagon narrowed his brows and looked down at the flat box once more.
It was small enough to fit in a pocket sewn into a skirt, with thin wrapping.
What lay inside appeared to be made of fabric.
“It’s a birthday gift for Father! We actually prepared a party too. But we couldn’t do it. Because Luarel came back that day.”
“….”
“Anyway, that’s not really the important part, but you should know it’s Father’s.”
Having rattled all this off, Mikard hurried toward the glass tank.
“Tosilya….”
Superti had become a dolphin!
Though it was hard to believe, coming here and seeing it with my own eyes made it undeniable.
Those gentle, round, hungry eyes were unmistakably Superti’s.
“Has she been fed anything?”
“Not yet. We were debating whether to give her sardines, or human food, or cooked meat, and we couldn’t decide.”
Lewiwood, who had been standing with his arms crossed the whole time, answered Mikard.
Mikard scratched his head and burst out loudly.
“Ah, just give her everything. And balance it out! Tosilya looks like she’s getting scrawny. She eats so much. Even now she looks incredibly hungry!”
“If we give her anything and something goes wrong, what then, Mikal.”
Mikard was excited, Lewiwood remained calm and soothing, and Lina burst into tears again at the word “scrawny.”
Then, from somewhere, a tapping sound was heard.
It was a sound that came from Superti, her snout pressed firmly against the glass.
“Shu.”
After staring at the box for a long while, Diagon uttered a single word in a trembling voice.
Superti spun around in a complete circle as if she understood.
Unlike the serious people around her, she seemed delighted, and I found myself at a loss for words.
“Huff, huff. Your Excellency, I have arrived.”
“Rachel, Major.”
Upon spotting Rachel, Superti spun around three times in obvious excitement.
It took Rachel roughly ten seconds to grasp the situation, after which she immediately shed her jacket and climbed the ladder leaning against the tank.
“I shall translate.”
“I am counting on you.”
In this unprecedented crisis, Rachel Major—the only one who could understand the whale’s language—was our sole hope.
Splash!
Rachel dove into the tank and communicated with Superti through breathless swimming.
To ordinary ears, it was either inaudible or merely irregular squeaking noise, but Rachel possessed the ability to translate it into language—a blessing beyond measure.
“The young lady says the box is indeed a birthday gift. She merely recommends you open it, and as for the rest….”
“The rest?”
“She says she is delighted…and that she wishes to go to the sea.”
In that instant, everyone present slapped their own foreheads simultaneously.
It was such a characteristically Superti response.
“Furthermore, she finds the tank quite confining.”
“Of course. What madman would confine a dolphin to a tank? Tsk, tsk.”
Galiazard, who had been observing quietly, let out a sigh.
Rachel dried her hair with the towel Lina had brought with a sniffle, then continued her report.
“The young lady says that since things have come to this, she wishes to see the mermaids and the Ancestor Whale. She also says she is hungry.”
“She has no idea how much her father worries….”
Unable to grasp the box, unable to open it either.
Diagon simply held it carefully, his eyes growing dim as he closed them tightly before opening them once more.
“For now, it would be best to give her roasted sardines and clam meat. Lina, prepare them at once.”
“Yes, yes!”
“And I must contact Laximon about this matter.”

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