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.,Although it's funny, Chen's grip hasn't loosened at all. This little rascal was never honest to begin with, and after getting sick a few days ago, he's become even more mischievous, running around outside all day long.。