His own children had snack time every day, but for the children here, that was difficult.
There was no one to make such things and there simply was not enough money or time.
Qiong Xing gently patted Kira's head as she nodded happily, then decided they would clean the house until it was time.
It seemed they had not expected Qiong Xing to help as well, so they were quite surprised when he picked up a cloth and started wiping the windows.
"Can you two read and write?"
"…A little. Writing is hard."
It seemed they could read to some extent, but writing was difficult.
Most likely because, as slaves, they had rarely had any reason to write in the first place.
"Then let's learn that slowly as well. Don't worry, only the simple things are fine."
If he were being greedy, he would also want them to learn basic arithmetic for their future, but he had no intention of forcing them to do something they did not want.
