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“Why don’t you follow your brother’s example,” was what she would always say. |
“Why don’t you follow your brother’s example,” was what she would always say. |
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− | His older brother was able to do anything. In the old days, he looked through a single book their father brought back when coming from the city for several times, and from that alone he was able to memorize reading and writing letters by himself. He also learned how to do |
+ | His older brother was able to do anything. In the old days, he looked through a single book their father brought back when coming from the city for several times, and from that alone he was able to memorize reading and writing letters by himself. He also learned how to do numbers at a very young age. Around the time he turned ten, after begging a merchant from the city to take him in as an assistant, he was also supporting his poor family’s living expenses. |
− | Orba on the other hand, although he’d learned reading and writing letters from his older brother, was terrible at |
+ | Orba on the other hand, although he’d learned reading and writing letters from his older brother, was terrible at doing numbers, and above all, he didn’t know what to do with his boiling hot blood. |
Almost every night, he spent sleepless hours staring at the ceiling. His blood was always screaming in the dark. After fist fights and such, the prickling pain of his injuries seemed to overflow with the hotter, more painful black blood from deeper inside, as if it would simply jump out into the open. |
Almost every night, he spent sleepless hours staring at the ceiling. His blood was always screaming in the dark. After fist fights and such, the prickling pain of his injuries seemed to overflow with the hotter, more painful black blood from deeper inside, as if it would simply jump out into the open. |