Looking at Brook, this sister-in-law, in her trance, Nancy, who had always had low emotional intelligence, felt a resonance of empathy.
Speaking of the two cousins they married, compared to Darian, Daniel was a saint. Even if he had already turned bent, from a personality standpoint this guy was at most sharp-tongued.
Now, he was no longer sharp-tongued. Living under the same roof with him, they got along pretty well. It was less like husband and wife and more like brothers.
Compared to that, Darian was a pure human scum. He fought and dropped out of school in middle school.
Idle and lazy, he just loved brainlessly stirring up trouble. Over these years the money wasted on him was so much no one dared to calculate it. Just the compensation paid to others was who knew how many payments.
In the village, saying he was notorious was not an exaggeration at all. A scourge that decent families would avoid when they saw him.
