The torture of the children was inhuman—each scream echoed through the entire mansion, the pain that was being inflicted on them was nothing short of excruciating.
Yuki and Satoru, as the woman's own children, received special attention.
Their punishnt was ant to be an example of what happened when anyone from the Nakamura family disobeyed rules.
But the torture the children faced was like rcy compared to what Yuki and Satoru's mother faced. A familiar was summoned into the room—a massive wild dog beast.
The children were forced to watch as their protector, the only adult who had shown them genuine care and compassion, was fed to the creature.
Her tears, her blood, her final breath—all of it was seared into their mories, especially Satoru's.
She who had risked everything to show them love died knowing that her actions had led to the torture of the very children she had tried to protect.
This was the source of Satoru's hatred—not just the general cruel character of the Nakamura, but the personal loss of the only person who had ever shown him love.
He had watched his mother die because she had tried to be kind, because she had cared enough to risk her own safety for his wellbeing.
Since that day, things had continued much as before, but with a new understanding among all the children about the true nature of their situation.
Everyone had learned their lesson from the experience, but different children had drawn different conclusions from that exact sa event.
Yuki had learned that power and authority were the only things that mattered in the world.
If their father had been the one secretly providing care and support to the children, none of the wives would have been able to make a single complaint about it.
He had power and authority over them, which ant his actions were beyond question.
However, when one of the wives had attempted the sa behavior, she had faced the ultimate punishnt. The lesson was clear—freewill and luxury were things that only the powerful could enjoy.
This understanding had shaped Yuki's entire view. He believed in power as the ultimate solution to every problem, the ultimate protection against every threat.
He had no one to correct this conclusion, no adult to tell him he was wrong, so he had stubbornly adhered to it, letting it guide every decision he made and every relationship he ford.
Satoru, on the other hand, had reached the opposite conclusion.
His mother had died not because she was weak, but because she was good. She had risked everything to help children who needed care, and the world had punished her for that kindness.
The lesson he learned was that good people deserved protection, whether they were strong or weak, and that evil people deserved to face consequences for their actions.
He wanted revenge—not just for himself, but for his mother and for every other person who had been hurt by those with power.
He wanted to help his mother achieve justice for being killed simply because she had been a good person trying to do the right thing.
What he had learned from his experience in the torture basent was that good people deserved to dominate the world, not because they were strong, but because they were good.
If they were hurt, then they should be avenged. If they were threatened, then they should be protected.
The remarkable thing about Yuki and Satoru's relationship was that despite their differences in perspective of how the world worked, they had sohow remained the best of friends.
Satoru felt this hunch that their approaches to life were opposed, so their plans for the future would inevitably put them in conflict with each other.
And yet, their brotherhood remained unshakeable. A hunch is just a hunch; he wouldn't let that tell him how to live his life.
Once every two months, all the children are summoned to the Nakamura family mansion.
There would be soone from the Nakamura family to track their progress on whatever career path they had chosen. No matter what they chose to beco, dear father would embrace it.
Among the hundreds of children under his control, he was constantly searching for the best specins—those who matched his specific requirents that no one truly understood except him.
These exceptional individuals would be kept within the family compound and given special status as "beloved children."
The beloved children received privileges that the others could only dream of: permanent residence in the mansion, access to education and training, protection from independent survival struggles, and potential to eventually inherit positions of power within the Nakamura household.
This also made it clear to all the children to try by all ans possible to beco great. The spots to beco a beloved child were limited—only ten slots.
And among those slots, five had been filled already, leaving five more spaces.
Being born into the cruel family of the Nakamura, most of the children had learned to respect and follow the orders of their father, regardless of their personal feelings about him or his thods.
So believed they had no choice, that resistance was futile and survival depended on becoming beloved. These children threw themselves into the competition for beloved child status, willing to do anything to secure their place in the hierarchy.
Also, so believed they were genuinely on the right track, that their father's harsh thods were actually preparing them for success in a cruel world.
All had developed different characters based on how they had been exposed to the world.
A child who had survived by becoming a skilled thief would have different values and capabilities than one who had earned money through honest labor.
A child who had been helped by kind strangers would view humanity differently than one who had been consistently exploited and abused.
The children who erged from this process weren't just survivors—they were tools.
Those who could not beco beloved would either be sold to criminal organizations that needed individuals who could function without moral constraints.
Or they could be purchased by legitimate businesses that wanted employees with unusual adaptability and skill.
Or they could also be sold as slaves and so on.
This is the Nakamura family, a family that breeds children to either sell them for wealth or keep them if they had priceless worth.
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