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Helpless, he could only recall the coaxing methods he had seen from childhood till now and stiffly pat his back.

The pitiful young man, who was crying happily, didn't know that at this moment, the girl, who was being held by him as his sister and crying out in grief, was coaxing him as her son.

Thinking about it, if it wasn't for the fact that she was afraid of her child turning hostile