Three years later, Ghana is walking down the street, she is agitated, a little nervous.

  -I can't rest, it's not enough to put up with those grandparents, I still have to take care of my son's problems, my brother.

  She says nervously.

  Ghana received a call from Brunuyto's school, saying it was an emergency and she had to go immediately.

  Ghana arrives at the school and immediately sees a secretary on the left, she has a grumpy face, probably in her 60s or 70s, being optimistic. Ghana goes up to her.

  -Hi, good afternoon, so I received a call about Brunuyto Ryuuuuuk and…

  She is interrupted by the secretary.

  -Second door going straight ahead, the pedagogical director's office.

  She says without even looking at Ghana's face.

  But Ghana continues on her way, she goes to the classroom, even though she has a bomb stuck in her throat.

  She gets to the classroom door.

  -My Lijk, is it really that serious? She says, a little worried..

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  She opens the door and sees the best possible scenario. On the left, 3 injured children, with small fractures, next to them their mother, looking at Ghana as if she were responsible for the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand of Austria. "The mood is clearly not the best," Ghana thinks. On the right, there is Brunuyto, uninjured, with a carefree look, and right in front of him is the pedagogical director. "Miss Ghana, please come in, thank you for coming." He says with a strong sense of humor. "Thank you," Ghana says, confused. "Let me explain, well, it turns out that your brother, he, well, I can explain it to you hahaha." He starts to laugh. But the mood is not appropriate, neither the mothers nor Ghana felt much humor. - Well let me continue, yes, as I was saying, your brother, he, he... He, he, he supposedly made these boys fight each other.

  The director says, sweating a little.

  - He made them fight? Like that!? A 9-year-old child?

  Ghana asks confused.

  - And why not, these boys without parents don't receive any education,.

  The mother of one of the crippled boys shouts.

  - Look here you filthy cow...

  Ghana shouts before being interrupted.

  - Calm down, calm down ladies, please, there are children here.

  The director says.

  The two eventually calm down.

  - Well, as I was explaining, they were found lying down, and were taken to the infirmary, but the worst thing is that they don't say anything.

  The director says explaining.

  - Well, there's nothing to say, they fought and that's it.

  Ghana said nervously.

  -Good, but a few minutes later, a girl from the same class as them came to us and said she saw her brother forcing them to fight.

  The principal said.

  -That's useless, very good, a girl said, that's good, obviously it's an incredible test.

  Ghana shouted.

  -Let's stay calm, Miss Ghana, we all want to resolve the situation..

  The principal said calmly.

  -But that classmate, Lucy, 11 years old, failed two years because she had mental problems, she really is a reliable source, Mr. Principal.

  Brunuyto said, coldly and calmly