Yoshua Brave shrugged. “You’ll have to decide for yourselves—whether to go back, or to keep living the life you have now. The choice is in your hands. You’re all grown up, heads of your own household. You must consider things carefully. As your teacher, that’s all I can tell you. And one last thing—compare things more, think more, and consider your mother and your younger siblings.”
After that, Yoshua Brave no longer involved himself in the matter. But when he returned to the courtyard he had purchased, not a single person was missing; instead, a few little children rushed over like carrots pulled from the ground, begging for gifts. Yoshua nodded inwardly—this was exactly the result he wanted. A home without warmth, filled only with profit and exploitation, wasn’t worth returning to.
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