The Youngest Member Filming a Parenting Show is Adorable - Chapter 89

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【089】
The monster Luarel burst into the Kitchen.
Her servants came along to escort her.
“What are you doing? There’s a sweet smell coming from inside.”
“You must be careful, Superti. If you touch the sugar, it will be a disaster.”
“I see. What are you making with sugar?”
The monster Luarel asked again, but I gave her no response whatsoever.
Because I didn’t want to let her join in.
“This is only for me. Go away.”
When I answered curtly, the monster Luarel smiled brightly.
“How greedy. Why are you hoarding something good all for yourself?”
“What?”
“Is this Kitchen yours? That’s hilarious, really. Right?”
Giggle, giggle.
The servants standing behind the monster Luarel laughed as they looked at me.
It didn’t feel good at all.
“You can do it later. I came first!”
“So? I want to do it now. Then… Head Chef, can you make a separate space for me? I really want to do it right now.”
At her insistent words, Hans wore a troubled expression.
“Yes, I understand. Then shall I prepare a space over there?”
“Right, I never knew my younger sibling was this selfish and wicked. The Head Chef’s work has doubled because of you, yet you still insist on having your way?”
“Who’s insisting on having their way!”
“Oh my, that’s exactly what you’re doing right now. Didn’t you know? How shameless of you not to yield.”
The monster Luarel gasped in mock surprise, covering her mouth and widening her eyes.
‘Ah, there’s so much I want to say!’
My insides were churning with frustration.
I wanted to chew the candy the Chaos Spirit King gave me right now and unleash a barrage of words.
“Why should I yield? You came later, so you should wait your turn and follow the order! Besides, you don’t even know what I’m making!”
“My goodness, did you just call me ‘you’? How rude.”
The monster Luarel chuckled and approached me, snatching the ladle from my hands.
“It’s only right that your older sister goes first. The younger sibling waits.”
“Superti! You can’t just snatch away what Superti is doing like that. And to speak to your younger sibling in such a manner.”
Lina, who had been watching, stepped forward and shielded me behind her, speaking up.
But the monster Luarel didn’t even pretend to listen!
Luarel completely ignored Lina’s words and turned to look at me, her expression hardening.
“Your maid is quite insolent. I think I need to give her a beating with a cane.”
“You dare lay a hand on Lina. I won’t stand for it. I really won’t.”
“Then stop being so stubborn. I asked to join in, and it was you who refused, wasn’t it?”
[The Water Spirit King ‘■■■■’ clutches the back of his neck and collapses.]
[The Flame Spirit King ‘■■■■■’ clicks his tongue, saying he’s never seen someone twist the blame so subtly and gaslight others like this before.]
[The Chaos Spirit King ‘■■■■’ marvels at how this is no mere dabbling, but a skill honed over years.]
Grinding my teeth, I decided to simply ignore the monster and do as I pleased.
There was no point continuing a conversation when we couldn’t understand each other anyway.
Besides, why should I back down?
Just then, I heard another set of footsteps, and this time Mikard appeared.
“What’s this? I couldn’t find you, so I came looking—what are you two doing here?”
“Big brother!”
“Let me see. Are you making candy?”
Mikard, with a playful smile on his face, glanced around the room before fixing his gaze on the servants. At his silent stare, they bowed hastily and filed out in a rush.
“So you both want to make candy here?”
Then Mikard asked Hans in a cheerful tone.
“Yes, young master. That is correct.”
“Then it’s only fair that Superti goes first since she arrived earlier. Luarel, you’ll do it tomorrow.”
With Mikard taking my side, my indignation cooled somewhat.
See? Going in order is the right way to do it.
“No. I’m visiting Grandfather tomorrow, and I want to give him a dessert I made myself then.”
“Does it have to be candy specifically?”
“It could be something else originally, but Superti is hogging the entire Kitchen right now. If this keeps up, I won’t have any space to cook and I’ll run out of time. The Kitchen doesn’t belong to Superti!”
“Hmm, I see. Then there’s no help for it. You two wait a moment.”
With that, Mikard took Hans and Lina and left through the Side Door.
Meanwhile, the monster Luarel and I stood glaring at each other.
“I’ve decided. You’ll each use one side of the Table. Superti on this side, Luarel on the other. Hans will supervise, and the Kitchen Staff and Lina will assist.”
“…!”
“And I’ll be joining in too. The three of us will do this together.”
At Mikard’s decision, the monster Luarel pouted her lips sulkily.
“Well, if big brother says so, I suppose I have to listen.”
“Good girl. Caramelized sugar can cause burns easily, so Hans will handle that part. Just decide what flavor you want to make.”
Standing on the children’s step stool I’d been using since earlier, I immediately reached out and pulled the bowl of red ginseng juice toward me the moment Mikard finished speaking.
I absolutely wasn’t letting anyone take this from me.
Then the monster Luarel grabbed several flavoring ingredients all at once and pulled them toward herself!
‘Who’s the greedy one here, really?’
With my cheeks puffed out in anger, I watched as Hans poured the caramelized sugar onto the metal plate.
While I was doing that, Mikard bent down behind me and whispered softly.
“Just bear with it a little longer. It won’t last long.”
“….”
“You understand, don’t you? Little detective.”
At the gentle touch of his hand ruffling my hair, I let out the breath I’d been holding in my cheeks with a soft exhale.
‘That’s right. Lewiwood said so. To accommodate Luarel.’
[The Emotion Spirit King ‘■■■’ recommends just lying flat on the ground and thrashing about while throwing a tantrum.]
[Crawl backwards! Cry out loudly!]
“Child, really. Emotion Spirit King, that’s something only babies do.”
I was already four years old, so I was practically grown up.
In any case, we proceeded to make candy quite peacefully after that.
“What is that?”
“A jewel candy mold.”
“Oh my, how childish.”
The monster Luarel showed a brief interest in my jewel ring candy mold, but she passed by quietly.
It seemed she thought Grandfather wouldn’t possibly like such a thing.
‘It’s adorable, though.’
Time ticked away, and before long, the first candy was complete.
I quickly slipped the ring onto my finger and, delighted by how sticky it became, nodded contentedly.
“Lina, stir this for me.”
“…Yes, Miss.”
The monster Luarel was boiling sugar water for the second batch, but instead of doing it herself, she ordered Lina to do it.
“Ah, it’s so hot. Is there anything cool?”
“Shall I bring you iced tea?”
“Yes, that sounds good. I’ll rest for a bit, so stir it and pour it out, Lina. Add some peach syrup too.”
I glanced at Luarel and then fiddled with the next ring.
The part that goes on the finger was far too small.
Grandfather’s hands are absolutely enormous!
“But youngest, are you really going to put this on Grandfather’s finger?”
“Mm? Mm-hmm!”
“My… you must be the only person in this world who would think to do such a thing to the Fasayen Household Master.”
Mikard marveled.
‘He is the Household Master, but at the same time, he’s Grandfather.’
If I tell him I made it hard for Grandfather, I’m sure he’ll put it on!
“Are you finished?”
“Yes, Miss Superti.”
Even though Lina had nearly finished, Luarel didn’t say “thank you.”
She only checked the pot bubbling away while keeping Lina at her side.
Since I had finished making mine, I was planning to pack it carefully in a box and escape the hot kitchen.
But then—
The ladle in Luarel’s hand struck the pot.
Tilt.
“Oh no, what do I do!”
“…!”
The pot is tipping over!
Right above my head.
The boiling sugar water pouring down seemed to move in impossibly slow motion.
So much so that I even thought how pretty the glittering liquid looked.
If that hits me, it’ll be catastrophic—but my legs have gone rigid, refusing to obey.
“Superti!!”
Crash!
Yet in that single, fleeting second—that moment when everyone froze in horror, paralyzed—Mikard moved.
…And so did Podong.
“Kyaaaaaaah!”

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