Rise of the Humble O

On the west side of the village stood a high hill, from which one could see most of the village. On top of the hill stood a tigerish boy of about five or six years old, gazing at the village with emotion.,This body fell ill before I came, it might not have made it. I don't know how, but I woke up one day and was someone else entirely.,"You little brat, you're causing trouble again! I worked so hard to raise you, saving and scrimping to make clothes for you, and now you're complaining about them How old are you It's time to stop wearing diapers!"。