The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 75

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【075】
Tap.
The radiance faded, and two feet touched the ground.
Still wet behind the ears, yet after the Duke and Duchess vanished, here stood the one who brilliantly led Laximon when everyone expected it to crumble.
No one could deny the prodigious talent that matched his audacity.
Rasifer Laximon’s magical prowess was equally undeniable.
“It’s been a long time.”
His platinum hair—that distinctive Laximon trait through which mana flowed even in a single strand—swayed gently.
Following the feline-like upturned eyes, one found violet irises that gleamed brilliantly enough to deserve the title of jeweled eyes.
Something sinister danced within them, making those eyes profoundly unsettling.
“I am Rasifer Laximon. What matter brings you to commission my services?”
“My daughter has encountered a problem.”
Whether he liked it or not, and regardless of the other’s age, he was the acting Household Master.
Diagon used formal speech befitting that position.
“Whether it’s a curse or magic, I cannot tell. It happened so suddenly.”
Moreover, only Rasifer could resolve this situation.
Rasifer was no mere mage.
The Household Master of Laximon and his successors possessed an ability passed down through generations—the “Eye that Pierces Truth”—and before them, no deception could stand.
With matters as they were, I had no choice but to rely on that power.
The moment I steadied myself with that thought—
“Pfft. Ah, how adorable.”
Rasifer, who had been gazing at the tank, burst into laughter.
“She’s become a dolphin. Absolutely precious, I must say.”
Superti, who had awakened from the blinding light and was watching intently, sprayed water bubbles in apparent delight.
Rasifer—Rasifer Laximon—smiled so radiantly at the sight that it drove one to distraction.
After exchanging looks with the dolphin-transformed Superti for quite some time, his composure finally cracked with laughter before he turned away.
The remarkable thing was that the moment he turned his back to the tank, all traces of amusement vanished from his face.
“Simply put, this is divine punishment.”
“Divine punishment?”
“In other words, you could say she lost a wager… In any case, it’s a penalty. She should return to normal in a few days.”
Had she made a bet with a god?
Or perhaps the Spirit King?
Unable to comprehend this unfamiliar explanation, Diagon furrowed his brow, but Galiazard, who had been observing quietly, spoke instead.
“You’re saying my granddaughter lost a wager with someone.”
“Yes, it appears so. The Spirit King is a being comparable to divinity. No matter how gently or kindly they treat humans, humans are still not gods.”
“…”
“Therefore, breaking a promise made with them results in divine punishment. The same applies when losing a wager. It’s only natural. In fact, it’s surprising it ended at this level.”
Learning why this happened didn’t ease my frustration—it only made matters more complicated.
I knew Superti was special.
But I never imagined she was this special.
‘So was finding that box from before—Aurora’s box—also part of a wager?’
My thoughts scattered in every direction, unfamiliar as I was with this domain.
The most pressing concern among them was how I could support my daughter properly as her father.
‘Aurora should have been here.’
With her exceptional affinity for spirits, Aurora would have understood every word of this.
And we could have deliberated together on the best approach to raising her.
She would have been someone my daughter could lean on.
Compared to me, who knew nothing but the blade, Aurora would have been a far more reliable pillar of support.
“Ah, and regarding wagers with divine entities—please don’t ask about that. I’m unable to speak of such matters to ‘ordinary people,’ so it would only create awkwardness.”
That statement bound Rasifer and Superti together as one.
A calculated move to exclude everyone else and establish a world for only the two of them.
I found it deeply displeasing.
“You said she’d return to normal in just a few days, didn’t you? Can you see how long it will actually take?”
Galiazard’s question prompted Rasifer to nod.
“Yes, well. At most, it should be around three days.”
“I see.”
“Since we’re at it, wouldn’t it be better to show her the underwater sights rather than just keeping her confined? She’d enjoy it.”
Superti, understanding the suggestion, spun in a circle and expressed her agreement.
“That is not an unreasonable proposal.”
Then Rachel Major, who had been quiet until now, added her voice.
“Your daughter is suffering right now. Even if it doesn’t appear that way.”
“My daughter… is suffering?”
“Yes. Remaining in a confined tank for extended periods is detrimental to mental health. Dolphins, after all, must roam the sea.”
That was obvious enough.
As my father had said before, what kind of madman captures dolphins and locks them in tanks?
Yet that was precisely what I was doing now.
What if I released her into the sea and lost her?
What if she drifted away into the depths, into some distant part of the underwater realm?
Of course, a dolphin whose home was the sea would never drift away and vanish, and I would remain with her until the curse lifted.
Abandoning everything else if necessary.
The moment Superti returned to human form, I would have to bring her back to land immediately.
Still, my worry was excessive.
“Hmm. Yes, while we’re at it… it would be good to properly meet the Ancestor Whale.”
“Father.”
“There’s no danger. You know this, don’t you? In the Fasayen Sea, there is no safer place than beside the Ancestor Whale.”
Shadows cannot penetrate the underwater realm.
The sea is a space of pure, perfect water.
Where Fasayen grows strongest.
At the side of the Ancestor Whale, its guardian, Superti would be content throughout the remainder of her sentence.
“It would be good for the whole family to be together. Take the children with you.”
“But….”
That would leave the Household’s forces severely depleted.
Diagon was concerned about this point when Galiazard extended his hand toward Rasifer Laximon.
“You’ve come such a long distance—why not stay for a few days and enjoy some pleasant conversation?”
In other words: while the Household’s greatest strength remained attached to Superti, Rasifer Laximon would fill that vacant position.
“If I could see Superti’s room, I suppose there’s nothing I couldn’t do.”
Rasifer Laximon chuckled and countered smoothly.
“When I was trapped in that cursed shadow sack before, Superti was an enormous help. I’ve even touched the Bank to express my gratitude. Well, you must know all this already.”
Even nonsense sounds plausible if delivered with sincerity, but that was just nonsense through and through.
I was suspicious about why he’d crawled into that damned sack in the first place.
And he wanted to see Superti’s room?
“Trying to enter someone’s bedroom without their permission.”
That much I could never tolerate, not even if dirt filled my eyes.
When I flatly refused, Rasifer Laximon sighed as if disappointed.
“I see it won’t work. But I have no particular interest in anything else.”
Rasifer Laximon, sighing deeply with an attitude of not understanding why it wouldn’t work, was truly, utterly insufferable.
He was simply breathing, yet how could he be so devoid of charm?
“Why are you so obsessed with my daughter?”
In the end, this single question surged up from within Diagon.
If he were Bijou’s companion, I could understand.
But that wasn’t the case, was it?
“….”
However, when I slowly lifted my head and our eyes met with Rasifer Laximon’s.
The moment I saw that subtle gleam in his gaze.
In that very instant.
Diagon understood without a word.
Why Rasifer Laximon treated everyone around him so callously.
And why he acted like a completely different person toward Superti.
‘He already knows.’
That Superti is his companion.
It’s simply not yet the time for the two of them to be bound as companions.
And that was far too dangerous.
That blind devotion—as if nothing in the world held any value except Superti.
A fortress so impregnable that no one could breach it.
The conviction that only the two of them need exist within it.
This was already… obsession.

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