507. Cutest In The Whole World I

507. Cutest In The Whole World I

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“Jurot, you cuddle her first,” Adam said. “I’ll be cuddling her the most.”

“Okay,” Jurot replied.

Lanarot was adorned in a light blue outfit, with the symbol of her family embroidered against her heart. Sonarot dabbed her forehead with blue, in the vague shapes of her family symbol. The tiny girl blinked at Jurot, who lifted her up, and hugged her. She melted against her brother, sucking on her thumb.

‘Oh, right...’

Adam’s five children were also dabbed with the paint, and wore matching clothing to their father, uncle, and tiny aunt. Adam stared down at them, with Jarot and Jirot sitting beside each other, cooing quietly as they held their blocks, sucking against them. Konarot, Kirot, and Karot all sat quietly, behaving well, as they usually did.

“Hmmm,” Adam said, narrowing his eyes. He glanced around, noting that only the Iyrmen were around. “We’re missing someone.”

Jurot remained silent, wondering what Adam was planning. The Half Elf disappeared, before dragging along a young man. He was adorned in the attire of the Iyrmen, a light grey, though at his waist was a cloth belt, fashioned out of something yellow with a repeating pattern of red swirls. He sleepy eyes were behind spectacles, which were near miniscule, only two round glasses with a tiny triangular bridge connecting them.

Filliam had long decided against resisting the storm known as Adam, rubbing his eyes, before looking down at the children. ‘...’ His eyes then fell to Lanarot, realising it must have been her birthday, since he was acting like this.

However, Lanarot was currently busy, a beautiful Devilkin currently checking her height, weight, reactions, and her teeth. An assistant beside her was writing down whatever the Shaman was saying.

“You are growing well,” Lokat said, brushing Lanarot’s hair.

The girl smiled up at Lokat shyly, before she returned back to her brother, who hugged her tight.

Lokat’s eyes met Adam’s. “I see you are doing well too, Adam.”

Adam narrowed his eyes, feeling as though this scene was familiar. “Who doesn’t do well in the Iyr?”

Lokat checked the other children too, first assisting Adam’s children. She praised them for growing well, with Jirot and Jarot staring up at her with large smiles as she checked them. She moved on to the young babies who were only a few months old. She spent most of her time with Inakan, the smallest of the babies.

“We will monitor her twice as much,” Lokat said to the baby girl’s parents, before excusing herself.

‘I suppose Konarot is fine then?’ Adam thought.

During breakfast, the older children came by to give Lanarot a piece of their bread, as well as their fruit.

“Did you get anything for my sister?” Adam asked, looking to Filliam.

“No!” Lanarot replied, before snickering at him. “No!”

“How... how can you all grow up? I refuse! I won’t allow it!” Adam hugged Lanarot, before his triplets also swarmed him. “Jurot, how can they do this to me?”

“You are growing well, sister,” Jurot affirmed, crossing his arms. “You will become the...” Jurot paused. Making such statements was not Iyrmanlike, and his eyes fell to Adam, who was currently pampering their younger sister with all manner of kisses. Though he had spent a year away from Adam, his brother had engrained his stupidity deeply within him.

“Adam?” Jurot called, almost cautiously.

“Yes?”

“Cutest In The Whole World.”

Adam kissed his sister. “That’s right.” Adam held her close, with Lanarot smiling up at him, enjoying all the attention he was giving her. There was no doubt in Adam’s mind she wouldn’t remember this, but that was okay. He would give her as much affection as he could, and hoped it would carry with her forever.

Sonarot led her son and his brother, as well as their children, through the Iyr. They left the estates to an area full of one and two stories buildings, with plenty of Iyrmen moving through the area. They arrived at a small, open area, where an older Iyrman was setting up a desk. He had all manner of small objects to one side, each which looked like a dark gem. He spread a large sheet of paper over the desk, keeping the sides pinned under thick blocks of wood.

Jurot brought a chair over. It was made of wood, the back of which was made of strips of wood, wrapped around a thick, wooden border. He brought two more chairs, since it was not just Lanarot here this time, but also five other children. Jurot sat down beside his mother, and Adam sat down on the opposite side.

“I will hold Jarot,” Sonarot said, taking the boy from Adam’s arms.

Adam continued to hold Jirot, but Jurot reached for the girl, only to see how his mother was holding Jarot. The baby Goblin sat on his nana’s thigh, on the same side as his father. Sonarot smiled at Jurot, who looked down at the triplets. “I will hold Kirot and Karot.”

Adam glanced between the pair, wondering what they were doing, but he decided against asking. The Iyrmen were Iyrmen. He sat, sitting Jirot to one side, the same side as her twin brother, and sat Konarot his other leg. The girl looked past the other children to see her younger brother and sister, before looking up at her father with a frown.

“You silly girl, they’re on their uncle’s lap,” Adam said, rubbing her hair. “Don’t bully your papo like this.”

The older Iyrman, who had drawn them the year before, glancing between them all. He hadn’t been informed there were going to be so many, but he started sketching regardless. Even if he wasn’t meant to sketch so many, he wouldn’t get into any trouble, it would be Sonarot who would be questioned. He glanced up at them and back down at the sketch over the course of fifteen minutes or so, before pulling the sheet away.

Sonarot stood, with Jurot following after her. Adam pulled Jirot and Konarot closer, shutting his eyes tight as he took a moment to realise what had happened. His children had been refused by the Rot family originally, though not by his aunt and his brother, nor the old man who had beaten Adam. Yet, they were now immortalised within the portrait of the main Rot family.

“This is definitely the happiest day of my life,” Adam said.

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This chapter fills my heart.

These chapters are a slow burn but they pick up later.