The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 87

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【087】
Days passed swiftly after that.
My older brothers, unlike before, treated the monster Luarel with kindness, and naturally, the time they spent with me dwindled steadily.
“I’m genuinely furious and can’t contain it! How could they all turn their backs on our young lady like that…!”
“There’s a group that subtly speaks ill of Miss Superti. And that group keeps growing.”
“Oh my, our Miss Angela is of noble birth, beautiful, lovely, and angelic, yet to be pushed aside within the household like this… when we’re both non-awakened!”
And Matilda and Lina had grown close somewhere along the way, which happened because Angela and I were constantly attached at the hip.
Honestly, I could play alone just fine… but Angela came to find me every day.
As a result, we ate together, napped together, and Angela stayed with me more often than not, rather than returning to her own quarters.
“Kyahahaha!”
“Miss Luarel, you mustn’t run like that. You’ll fall!”
“It’s fine! Let’s all run together!”
Sitting by the sun-drenched window drawing pictures with Angela, I craned my neck at the ear-piercing laughter.
Outside, the monster Luarel was playing tag with several servants.
My older brother Mikard, leaning against a tree, was watching it all.
With my nose pressed against the glass, I waved my hand frantically at Mikard, and somehow he noticed—he lifted his head and smiled.
“Aren’t you upset? Everyone’s been paying attention to that wicked child lately!”
Oh, that’s right—Angela wasn’t at that meeting, so she wouldn’t know.
But the things discussed there were confidential, so I couldn’t tell her anyway.
“Not upset at all.”
“Are you stupid? Why are you letting what’s yours be taken? If Lewiwood treated me that way, I wouldn’t stand for it. I’d cry and scream and make a fuss.”
“Mm.”
No one in this household called Lewiwood by a casual nickname, but Angela was the exception.
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ laughs.]
[What a fitting pair of siblings. An older brother without emotion and a younger sister overflowing with it. I like it.]
Indeed, I couldn’t imagine Lewiwood shedding tears.
Conversely, I couldn’t imagine Angela wearing a bland expression.
‘So anyway, that’s not what upsets me…’
I need to save Daisy quickly.
I asked my older brothers if Daisy was dead, but they wouldn’t answer me.
The Spirit Kings said she probably wasn’t dead…
‘Since the Spirit Kings know better.’
It should be fine, right?
If I never got to see Daisy again, it would be too sad.
Then maybe I’d cry like Angela did.
‘And I could never forgive that monster Luarel.’
Or her backers.
Speaking like the protagonist from the fairy tale I’d read last night, I shrugged my shoulders.
And then—
Splash!
“Kyaaaah!”
“L-Luarel!”
…?!
Angela had flung open the window and dumped an entire bucket of water down below.
Straight onto the head of that monster Luarel!
“What is this? P-paint?”
“Serves you right.”
Angela stuck her tongue out at Luarel from above the window, then shut it with a satisfied slam.
I stood there with my mouth agape before breaking into applause.
“Listen, I repay grudges tenfold. That’s my golden rule in high society.”
“I see….”
“You remember that too. Don’t let things slide by. Show them what you’re made of!”
Angela clenched her fists and trembled before slamming down the empty bucket with a bang.
What can I say about Angela?
I had definitely gone easy on her.
[The Chaos Spirit King ‘■■■■’ is thrilled and urges you to fight more.]
I stared at the glittering text that appeared and made a decision.
Yes, I would definitely contract with the Chaos Spirit King last.
* * *
“How could you injure your hand like this?”
“Haha! It’s fine. Serving Fasayen faithfully is my duty, after all.”
“Still… I’m upset. Make sure to apply the medicine properly. Understood?”
These days, Luarel found life truly enjoyable.
Though Angela pestered her relentlessly, it was barely worth a yawn, and thanks to the “materials,” her skin was healing beautifully, so it hardly mattered.
Moreover, once she abandoned her stammering speech and began smiling brightly, her family inexplicably started treating her well.
After that change, servants began following her, and Luarel took care of each and every one of them.
“Dirt-covered hands, utterly filthy.”
Of course, she didn’t maintain the act once she returned to her room.
She had already scrubbed her hands thoroughly with soap, leaving only fragrance, yet Luarel pulled out a fresh handkerchief and dried them further before tossing it to the floor.
“Wait, what is this?”
Her eyes narrowed as she habitually plopped down before the vanity.
Among countless cosmetics sat an unfamiliar object.
It appeared to be a lipstick at first glance….
‘What brand is this? I never requested anything like this.’
The plain design without a single jewel was thoroughly displeasing.
Luarel had been about to discard it without even opening the cap when she froze—the color shifted where her palm had touched, revealing a hidden pattern.
‘This is…!’
Belarion!
‘Why is this here?’
Moon Horn.
Two crescent moons faced each other on a pitch-black background, their ends overlapping.
The pattern, which resembled demonic horns overall, was unmistakably Belarion’s.
“….”
Luarel swallowed dryly before finally unscrewing the lipstick cap.
As she inverted the container with trembling hands, two pills tumbled out along with a slip of paper.
A poison that gradually weakens the body before claiming life within forty-eight hours. Administer it to the Household Master.
At the imperious handwriting, Luarel shot to her feet.
‘Poison him? Me?’
If I’m discovered?
What happens if I’m discovered?
I’ll die, obviously!
She whirled around, hurrying to the window and drawing the curtains shut. Then, her voice sharp, she summoned the Maid.
“Has anyone entered this room? Tell me!”
“Yes, yes? Why do you ask, Miss? No one came in. I was the only one here cleaning….”
“You’re certain?”
“Absolutely certain. Really.”
Bang!
Luarel slammed the door in the Maid’s face and began gnawing at her fingernails.
‘What do I do? What do I do?’
No one had intruded besides the Maid, so why had this suddenly appeared?
There was no explanation except through Belarion’s shadow ability.
‘Even here, I’m being watched!’
It was infuriating, but unavoidable.
I had no choice but to obey the command.
But the problem was, if I were discovered, I’d die all the same.
‘I need to think carefully. I must make it appear as though someone else is the culprit, not me.’
To do that….
Click, click.
Luarel cracked her knuckles and broke into a bright smile.
‘As long as no one finds out that I administered it, it doesn’t matter, right?’
That was when it happened.
A brief but firm knock echoed through the room.
Luarel froze, then slowly lifted her head.
Erasing her true expression, she became perfectly ‘Luarel Fasayen,’ her voice softening into something gentle and refined.
“Who is it?”
“It is I, the Butler, Miss Luarel.”
“Oh! One moment, please.”
She opened the door hastily, and indeed the Butler stood there.
“I bring a message, Miss. The Household Master wishes to take a walk with you three days hence.”
“A walk? With me?!”
“Yes.”
“I’m so delighted! But why… someone like me couldn’t possibly meet with Grandfather alone, could I?”
Given the highly suspicious circumstances that had just unfolded, Luarel approached the matter with caution.
The Butler added a single remark, his expression utterly impassive.
“During the swimming lesson some time ago, we heard that Miss Luarel feared the Sea and lost consciousness. As your grandfather, he felt a sense of responsibility and said he would look after you more carefully.”
“I see! Please tell him how grateful I am. And that I’ll go gladly!”
Perfect!
Luarel beamed with genuine warmth and walked the Butler out to the Corridor to see him off.
Like an innocent, kindhearted nine-year-old girl eager to be cherished by her grandfather.
Of course, the years she had actually lived were five times that.

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