"Calm down." William patted Yakov's shoulder before the latter exploded thanks to the children's honest remarks. "My friend is a good sharpshooter. Do you want to learn how to use guns?"
Gun?
When hearing the word, the boy's eyes lit up. They had been wanting to learn how to use guns ever since they were a kid. Now that William was offering them like this, how could they not be excited?
Guns were cool!
That was the only thing inside the children's mind. They hadn't learned the cruelty of war yet and the televisions only showed the cool movies of some experts. Thus, the children naturally felt incomparably excited.
"If you be a good kid, Yakov might teach you. He's an expert in it," William said with a grin.
"Uncle Yakov, please teach me!"
"Uncle Yakov, I'm a good kid!"
"Uncle Yakov, I promise I'll be a good kid from now on!"
"Uncle Yakov…."
