The only pity was that the little rats weren't clean. These adorable little rats carried all sorts of pathogens—bacteria, viruses, and the like—and some adorable humans had already been infected by them.
This wasn't a good thing.
Uchiha Brahman was kind and gentle. Seeing these humans fall ill pained him deeply. It hurt just as much as it would hurt a farmer to see his beloved livestock come down with swine fever or bird flu. He'd always been fond of making friends, and now his delicious friends were sick and dying. How could he not be heartbroken?
When you're sick, I feel the pain!
So how could he help these human friends?
Uchiha Brahman was troubled. Should he punish the adorable little rats for the sake of a few humans? Humans could provide useful labor, but they couldn't reproduce as quickly as the adorable, obedient little rats. They were all equally dear to him.
He was so kind, so loving. How could he bear to punish these adorable little rats?
Faced with this situation, his heart ached. He was at a loss and didn't know what to do. Perhaps this was kindness. Perhaps this was the heart of a saint. Perhaps this was what people called a natural capacity for loving others!
Because of the gentleness in his very bones, all living beings were equal in Uchiha Brahman's eyes. There might be differences in rank, but in the end, they were equal. This wasn't just because of the kindness that ran deep in Uchiha Brahman's bones; it was also what his modern education had taught him: Heaven and Earth were impartial, treating all things like straw dogs. That was kindness!
So how could he save these adorable, pitiful humans?
How could he help the little rats, the adorable cockroaches, mosquitoes,