133. Cutest In The Whole World

133. Cutest In The Whole World

Adam reached into his bag and pulled out a pouch. “I mentioned gifts, didn’t I?” Adam said, before slipping his hand into the pouch to reveal a number of Blue Dragon scales

The children gasped as they stared at the Dragon scales.

“Do you know what these are?” Adam asked.

“Scales,” Raygak said.

“Right, but scales of which creature?”

Raygak stared at Adam for a moment before looking at Jaygak. He recalled what Jurot had said not moments ago. “A Dragon?”

“You can’t be Raygak, you’re too smart,” Adam said, causing Jaygak to burst out with laughter.

“Adam! You can’t say that about my little brother!” Jaygak coughed, trying to stop herself from laughing by thumping her leg.

“I am smart!” Raygak said, his nostrils flaring angrily as he glared up at Adam.

“You are, you are,” Adam said, reaching up to pat his head.

Raygak continued to glare at him angrily.

“Since you’re so smart and managed to figure it out, I’ll give you an extra Blue Dragon scale.” Adam held out three Dragon scales for the boy.

“Three?” Raygak said, staring at the scales, each different sizes.

“Don’t you want them?”

Raygak held out his hand. “I do!”

Adam dropped the three Dragon scales. “That’s right. Everyone here gets two Dragon scales from me. This is from my share of the Dragon that was slain.”

“Did you slay a Dragon?” Raygak asked, staring at the scales as the other children accepted their Dragon scales from Adam.

“We all did,” Adam said. “Myself, Jurot, and your sisters.”

“My sister?” Raygak asked, staring up at her for a moment. “My sister slew a dragon?” he asked, his brow raised.

“You cheeky little boy,” Jaygak said, grabbing him and giving him a noogie again. “Why are you asking it like that?”

“You killed a Dragon?” Katool asked her sister, holding onto Kitool’s robes.

“I did,” she said, picking her sister up. “Shall I tell you the story?”

Katool nodded, cuddling up to her sister’s chest.

“Hold on,” Adam said. “Where are you all going?”

The children had gone to their siblings and cousins, but turned to face the Half Elf.

“Who said we only slew one Dragon?” Adam asked, bringing out another pouch, this one full of White Dragon scales. “Come on.”

They continued to give out all the gifts. Adam, and the other Iyrmen, had brought a large number of gifts for the children.

“Why did you bring back so many gifts?” Sonarot asked, staring at the huge pile of gifts.

“We didn’t,” Jurot said, motioning to the large pile which Adam was beside as he handed over all the gifts to the children, who were excitedly befuddled. “Those are all the gifts Adam brought.”

“All of those?”

There were the White Wolf pelts Adam had bought from the Merchant, the North Wolf pelts that they had slain, the Dusk Hawk feathers and the Auroch pelts too. Then there was also the small bits of pottery, little plates and cups, he had brought for the children, along with the strips of patterned cloth, and the full sheets of cloths too. There were also a few different objects Jurot had carved, from the Aurochs, to the Wolves, to the Dusk Hawks, and the Dragons, but Adam’s gifts had amounted to more than the entire group’s gifts combined.

Sonarot stared at Adam, who was happily giving away all the items to the children, whose arms were full of all kinds of gifts.

‘Multiple Dragon scales, and all the pelts from the creatures they slew...’ Sonarot sighed, wondering how she could explain this.

“I have heard that a few people have returned!” Elder Zijin shouted as he barged into the courtyard, seeing the mass of children surrounding the Half Elf, who was worming his way into their hearts with gifts.

“It’s good to see you Elder Zijin,” Adam said, waving a hand. “I’ve brought some gifts for the Jin children too.”

Elder Zijin smiled as he approached Adam, who dropped down a pile of cloth, several strips of patterned cloth, some pottery, Dragon Scales, feathers, and some strips of Wolf fur too.

‘This guy, seriously...’ Adam thought, staring at Jurot. He sighed. “Jurot. You are the son of Aunt Sonarot, right?”

“Yes,” Jurot replied, confidently. “I am Jurot, son of Surot and Sonarot.”

“Right, right. The moment you were born, you became an Iyrman, right?” Adam asked, trying to guide Jurot to the solution.

“Yes.”

“So, in the eyes of the world and the Iyr, you became an Iyrman the moment you were born, right?”

“Yes.”

“So the moment Lanarot was born, she was also given the title of Iyrman too, right?”

Sonarot smiled, understanding where Adam was going.

“Yes,” Jurot replied.

Adam nodded his head. “Alright, good, good. The moment you were born, you became the most precious being to your mother and father, isn’t that correct? Right, Aunt?” Adam glanced to Sonarot.

“Yes,” she said, pulling Jurot in for a hug, kissing his forehead.

Jurot’s lips twitched upwards.

“Eve though there are thousands, tens of thousands, of other Iyrmen, to your parents, you became the most precious being. The title you gained when you were born was The Most Precious Being, at least, to both your mother and father, right?”

Jurot nodded, since his mother had said that was true.

“So when Lanarot was born, she gained the same title of The Most Precious Being to her entire family, including you, myself, and Aunt right?”

Jurot narrowed his eyes, his brain trying to process the information. “Yes?”

“However, she is also our sister, isn’t that true?” Adam said, trying to form the justification in his own mind.

“It is true,” Jurot said. “She is my sister, and yours.”

“Right, right. Did you know that younger siblings also gain another title when they are born?” He stared at Jurot.

“No?”

“Do you know what it is?”

“No.”

“Cutest In The Whole World.”

Jurot furrowed his brows, taking in what Adam was saying.

“Do you understand?” Adam brushed Lanarot’s hair, before she squirmed and reached for her mother. Adam handed her over to Sonarot.

Jurot continued furrowing his brow.

“Cutest In The Whole World.”

“Cutest in the whole world.”

“No, no,” Adam said, sighing. “You need to say it like I did. Cutest In The Whole World.” Adam made sure to put emphases in each word.

"Cutest In The Whole World." Jurot’s heart throbbed, but he didn’t understand why.

"That's right,” Adam said, patting his shoulder. “The moment she was born, she became entrenched within our hearts.”

‘Entrenched within our hearts?’ Jurot thought.

“Did you know that every day we’ve spent apart that I’ve been worried for her? She’s my little sister so of course I’ll be worried for her. But, but, look how big and strong she has become while we’re gone!” Adam reached up to pinch her cheeks again. “Jurot, we’ve missed too many of her milestones. She can shuffle about, she can recognise her family, and she’s become so chubby. I bet she was almost crawl too!”

Jurot crossed his arms, his eyes squinting near shut as he tried to take in everything Adam was saying.

Adam stared at her little sister. He reached over and picked her out of her mother’s arms, unable to contain himself as he hugged her tight, rubbing his cheek against hers. “That’s it. I’m going to quit being an Adventurer!”

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And so the cringe begins.