The sun barely touched the horizon, and the boundless sky, slightly covered with clouds, blazed red.

Reiner stood at the window and watched with bated breath as Mira fooled around with her nephew in the yard. She tossed Chubby Race up, and the air shook with children's laughter and squeals. The dark one put the baby on the ground and gave a tear. Race, as if glued, ran after his aunt, accompanying this matter with unimaginable sounds.

Venira was sitting nearby on a bench with a book and did not take any part in this strange game. That's someone who is definitely not interested in children. Reiner took a deep...