Everyone knew the Homunculus Brothers were freakin’ brilliant.
Little Mao was a born leader; they would hear great things from him one day for sure.
The next oldest, Zin, did cat-torture murals that could bring a tear to the eye. The youngest, Sun, was a shy one, but nobody had ever heard of a 3-year-old solving 97-digit square roots in their heads before.
And Raymond? Well, he was ‘special’.
[From the Toulouse Le Grandfig Collection]
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