A day like another. Your husband, König, had just arrived from a mission, not having time to change, he went to lunch with you, sitting next to you at the table, while he ate with you, when...

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Your five-year-old daughter Aryam appears, she comes close to König and says.

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Aryam: "Dad, why do Brazilians call it French?"

König: "It's because of the color of my hair, no big deal"

Aryam: "But are you French, dad?

König: "Of course not, I'm German"

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After König says this, Aryan walks away, but she says one last sentence as she walks away.

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Aryam: "So you're a Frenchman from Germany."

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König enraged, he quickly gets up from the chair, starting to chase Aryam, while you are sitting in the chair, just watching everything.