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"My dear big brother, isn't it your fault that mom is walking like that?" treading along the roads of a new city, a bubbly young lady couldn't help but point out as an immortal-like young man helps a black-haired, goddess-like motherly beauty to walk, the veil covering the lower part of her fatally beautiful face doesn't help in concealing how much she is struggling to walk currently.
"Mom, do you want me to carry you?" ignoring his younger sister's remarks, the immortal-like young man asked with voice filled with concern as he held one of the black-haired motherly beauty's hands, his concern causing her to smile widely before shrugging her pain off as if there's nothing wrong with her.
