The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 76

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【076】
While the entire household was thrown into chaos by the “Luarel Dolphin Transformation Incident.”
I was in the bedroom assigned to me.
“Lalalalala.”
My steps across the blue carpet were light and graceful.
It was the movement of someone who had trained in dance for years, yet utterly devoid of aristocratic refinement.
If anything, it was distinctly gypsy-like.
Free and unbridled, willful yet possessing a certain structure.
Sweat beaded down my neck as I leaped with one hand stretched skyward, my head thrown back as if calling to the heavens themselves.
Without accompaniment, my movements grew increasingly fervent, creating music through motion alone.
Thump, thump-thump, thump!
As if a drum were sounding from somewhere, I beat my chest and swayed—then abruptly stilled.
“Ah….”
Was it a sob? Or laughter?
Perhaps both.
My quiet chuckle faded, and I lifted my head with a refreshed expression.
‘I feel wonderful.’
The irritation that had built up, the faint anxiety—all of it scattered like dust.
Having cast aside the negative emotions that shackled me, I hummed as I approached the vanity.
Toner made from rose extract, cotton pads, cream crafted from crushed lemon. Charred twigs to curl my lashes upward.
Powder infused with gold dust to brighten my complexion.
And lipsticks—similar in appearance yet each a different shade.
All of it acquired since entering this household.
I was utterly satisfied.
When I lived in poverty, I could never afford to even touch brands like these, yet here, I merely mention needing cosmetics and they’re provided immediately.
‘So it’s true that nobles have children’s cosmetics from a young age.’
Of course, these cosmetics weren’t for “makeup” in the traditional sense.
I had requested them for “disguise.”
“Lalala.”
My voice echoing through the silent bedroom carried an eerie quality.
The windows were sealed shut with curtains drawn tight, and after changing into my nightclothes, I’d dismissed the maid, claiming I wanted to be alone.
Time to myself.
I began carefully tending to my skin.
I dampened clean cotton with toner and patted it gently across my face.
This youthful complexion was soft with fine down, and I was pleased with that detail.
“Oh.”
But then it happened.
Tap.
Perhaps I’d pressed too firmly—something fell from my cheek.
My magenta eyes, which had been gazing at my reflection in a daze, shifted downward.
The crumbling fragments—like bread crust—had been clinging to her face mere moments before.
“This is going to be a problem.”
Her murmured words carried a chill unbecoming of a child.
Luarel set down the cotton and stared into the mirror.
Her cheeks were deeply cracked.
If left unchecked, the fissures would spread to her nose and cheekbones.
As I continued applying makeup, fortunately it wasn’t too noticeable, but if I were to enter water….
‘I’ll definitely need a better face.’
Preferably with more beautiful skin.
I’d chosen this skin to appear impoverished, and I wasn’t satisfied with it—look what happened.
It’s already deteriorating after such a short time.
‘Good skin’ is supple. ‘Poor skin’ is dry and brittle.
Naturally, the former adheres far more effectively.
‘That girl seemed fine. Angela, was it?’
Indeed, the daughter of a high-ranking noble is different.
Of all the skins I’ve collected thus far, hers was the most exquisite.
Flawless as freshly fallen snow, and I even admired her plump lips and the delicate curve of her eye corners.
‘It seemed like I could obtain it easily with the right approach.’
But not yet.
Even the Bellarion Household Master said as much.
For now, I must exercise restraint.
Until everyone believes and accepts that I am ‘Luarel’.
‘Yes, I will absolutely establish my place in this household.’
Sssssss.
Luarel, whose eyes gleamed with anticipation as she stared into the mirror, drew the lipstick she’d been applying up to her cheekbones in one smooth stroke.
The household seemed somewhat chaotic today.
They hadn’t informed me what was happening, but it didn’t matter to me anyway.
‘I only need to become a daughter of this house.’
How much effort had I expended to obtain pink hair and magenta eyes?
Everything I now enjoyed was the fruit of my labor.
Fragrant bedding and a spacious room. A wealthy household.
Jeweled shoes and dresses adorned with expensive lace.
‘I won’t abandon a single thing. How could I possibly give up a household that provides me with everything like this?’
I am Luarel.
Luarel Fasayen.
‘After all, survival makes one real, doesn’t it?’
After wiping away the lipstick she’d applied incorrectly and extinguishing the candle, Luarel walked softly to her bed and lay down.
In the corridor outside the room where Luarel now slept.
Only after confirming that her breathing had steadied did someone with pointed ears move silently.
It was Joy, tasked with monitoring Luarel’s presence.
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Jellyfish undulated and drifted along the scattered sunlight filtering down from above.
Schools of fish moved in unison, feigning a larger collective body as they swam swiftly, while a true predator traced majestic arcs with its tail behind them.
Surprisingly, the currents underwater do not flow in just one direction.
The moment I thought this, the lower-tier water spirits bearing conch shells on their backs burst into laughter and whispered that I had yet to experience a true current.
They spoke of currents so powerful that once caught, you would be swept far away.
‘A current?’
Curious about what that meant, the water spirits pointed toward something in the distance.
Cool water enveloped my smooth skin as I rushed forward through it with abandon.
Though I lacked legs, I possessed fins and a tail far more robust in their place.
And whenever I moved like this, the Admiral moved alongside me.
Beneath the waves, we could not converse through words, yet in that silence, I learned that even a glance could become a language.
‘This is fun! I’m so happy!’
Drawn by curiosity toward a massive coral formation, I approached—only to have a yellow spiny fish dart away in panic.
I had no intention of eating it.
Though my stomach growled, somehow my Older Brother always knew and brought food for me.
As I ate the perfectly roasted clam meat, sea turtles would gather around, their eyes blinking with curiosity.
I did not hoard it all for myself but shared it with everyone.
After all, there was more than enough for us to feast together.
‘It’s beautiful. Like I’m dreaming.’
Ah, light sparkles down from above my head.
The sun viewed from beneath the waves looked exactly like treasure hidden by pirates.
The kind of thing you’d want to clutch desperately in both hands.
Even though I have no hands now.
‘Wow, a Mermaid!’
I awoke from exhaustion-induced sleep and discovered a Mermaid with a crimson tail.
The Mermaid, who had been communicating with the Admiral through sign language, approached me and embraced me warmly.
There were many lower-tier water spirits surrounding the Mermaid, and this was what I found remarkable after becoming a dolphin.
I could see spirits!
‘You want to go that way?’
The vibrant Coral and Seaweed Fields, filled with purple and pale green hues, were tended by the Mermaids.
As I passed through them, a powerful scent of life washed over me.
Passing through the Kelp Fields, which grew long like silk, was nearly breathtaking.
‘Gasp, what is that!’
And finally, as I peeked out from the end, I discovered it.
A massive, no—a majestic creature that occupied an entire region of the sea like a grand structure… a whale.
‘One of its eyes is as large as my entire body right now?!’
Moreover, the pristine white coral protruding like horns was so wondrous and mystical.
‘Could this be… the Ancestor Whale?’
Before, I had only ever been inside its mouth, but now I could see what it truly looked like…!
The Admiral steadied me as I spun about in excitement, then offered a formal greeting. The mermaids also signed their salutations alongside him.
But I had no hands at the moment!
〔Come now, child born of the sea.〕
That was when it happened.
The Ancestor Whale’s eyes opened slowly, and he regarded me with his words.
It wasn’t truly ‘speech’ in the conventional sense—rather, it was a vibration of some kind that my mind translated into comprehensible language and resonated within me.
‘Greetings, Ancestor Whale. I am Superti Fasayen.’
Uncertain how to offer proper respect, I opened and closed my mouth before answering within my thoughts instead.
As respectfully as I could manage.
At that, the Ancestor Whale’s crimson eyes filled with warmth and amusement.
〔I have been waiting for you. From the day you departed from where you belonged until now.〕

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