When Kisha and Duke arrived back at the villa, it was already noon, and lunchtime was approaching. Fortunately, the trio had already prepared the food and were in the process of setting the table. Hearing movement at the entrance, they looked up to see Kisha leading a group of newcomers inside, with Duke following closely behind, a doting smile on his face.
The trio exchanged confused glances, silently questioning each other about the weak-looking old man and children Kisha was leading into the villa. 'Surely, she's not planning a charity?' their eyes seemed to ask.
