(Brendan POV)
"Cai Hong's Papa is better!"
"No, my Daddy is better!"
"Your Papa is squishy!"
"Your Daddy doesn't look like Daddy at all!"
Umm… I don't even feel safe interjecting that both of their sand sculptures of Master look similar. I just hope they don't ask me to choose between them.
The two foxes that Master sent with me patted my leg with their paws with sympathetic looks on their faces, somehow that made me feel a little better.
I'm not even sure why they're fighting though, but then again, I don't understand why sister Tsuki and sister Elaria fight either.
Speaking of which, I sincerely wished my senior sisters had made up with Master, I most definitely am not in a position to comfort them if they have not.
