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The carriage drove straight into Plantain Village.

An ordinary little village, along with an ordinary young boy, made up an ordinary homecoming.

Therefore, there wouldn't be any welcoming ceremony.

The village remained the same as before, with each villager busy with their own lives - farming and fishing.

Even after just a few months, the ordinary Mr. Cyclone was nothing more than a passing merchant in their eyes.

Suddenly, Mr. Cyclone stopped the carriage.

Next to it was a two-story cottage, similar to Mr. Cyclone's home but not the same one.

"Let's stop here for a moment~"

"Are we there yet?" Eileen asked.

"No, no, it's just an acquaintance's house~"

Getting off the carriage, Mr. Cyclone, along with his two wives, pushed open the door and immediately saw someone very familiar.

A man with a beard, looking troubled, was searching for something when he noticed his door being opened by intruders.

"Oh~ Brother Gu~ I'm back!!"

Gudas, Mr. Cyclone's older brother who had taken care of him since he was a child.

He was the village's guard captain and the closest person to Mr. Cyclone, aside from his mother.

Of course, the hierarchy had changed drastically now.

"You, you little rascal...you're not dead after all?!" Gudas burst out laughing, but at the same time, something dawned on him.

"Damn it! I don't have time to catch up with you now!"

"Oh, really?"

Mr. Cyclone waved both hands, pointing at Gudas, but Gudas ignored his peculiar gesture and continued searching for something.

Perplexed by Gudas' lack of response, Mr. Cyclone looked lost.

At that moment, a hoarse woman's voice sounded from upstairs.

"Hey! Where's the water?"

"Coming, coming!"

Gudas responded to the woman's voice upstairs, then resumed his search.

"Damn it! Where's the cup in the house? It was supposed to be here..."

"Is this it?"

Eileen, who was visiting for the first time, found the cup even before the owner of the house noticed it.

Turns out, it was right by Gudas' feet.

"Oh! Impressive, little sister! Come here, come here!!"

Gudas shouted excitedly and ran upstairs.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Cyclone followed suit.

The upper floor had no separate rooms, just a single bedroom.

There were two elderly men and a woman lying in bed.

Mr. Cyclone recognized the woman on the bed; she was Gudas' wife.

"What the hell!? I just remembered, sister-in-law... it's been nine months already!"

"You little rascal! Stop shouting!"

Gudas suddenly roared, and Mr. Cyclone immediately shut his mouth.

"Wife, here's the water..."

Gudas placed the small cup he had found into a large wooden bucket beside him, filled it with water, and handed it to his wife.

"You really took five minutes just to find a cup?! Are you even the owner of this house?"

"Sorry...mom..."

The old woman tutted and said to the elderly man next to her.

"Doctor, could you please...?"

In an instant, her tone became very polite.

It turns out the elderly man next to her was a doctor, with a single-eyepiece eyeglass on his left eye. He was also very short, even shorter than the old woman.

"Well, it seems like just a sip of water will do."

The doctor nodded in satisfaction and picked up a small wooden box at the bedside.

"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

"Thank you, thank you!" x2

Gudas and his mother expressed their gratitude to the doctor in a friendly manner, completely different from their earlier anger.

After the doctor left, Mr. Cyclone took a step forward.

"Sister-in-law, do you remember?"Just wanted to say hello, but Gudas's mother swung her cane.

Fortunately, Mr. Cyclone reacted quickly enough to dodge, otherwise he would have had an additional valley on his forehead.

"Get lost, this kid doesn't have time to entertain you!"

"What the hell..."

The old woman said as she walked.

"Come here, really, your wife is about to give birth, and you haven't even learned how to change diapers?!"

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

Gudas lowered his head and ran to the old woman's side.

"Not like this!!! Again!!"

"Yes, yes, yes!!"

Mr. Cyclone watched as the once tall and strong man was being scolded by someone with a smile on his face, an incredible feeling silently emerged in his heart.