Levelmaker

"... yeah!

Lil holds my hand.

A limp, thin, weak, girly hand.

"Well, may I introduce you in the house?"

After a paragraph, when my mother tried to get up,

"No, not yet."

My father, who was smiling until just now, stopped it.

Was I still anxious with my earlier answer?

"Hey, what's up, Dad? Me, he said he'd take care of Lil all the time!

"No, not you. Lil, do you have something to say?

A father who asks kindly.

Lil nodded as she shook my hand.

"Hey, what's up?

"Wow, I... there's something I haven't even told the show yet. That's a little backward. Daddy's amazing how you can spot that."

What Lil hasn't told me yet......!

Oh, yeah. That's it.

"No way, was that before Lil and I met?

"Yes, yes. You said you'd talk when you came to the world over here. That's it.... I really thought we'd talk more later, but listen to Shaw's confession... I don't know..."

Lil says that with a grump, but he won't let go of me. I'm not even going to let you go.

"I knew... I was wondering if I could be liked by the show."

"What do you mean?

My mother and father dare not say anything.

You guessed the air, and Lil spit on it as well before continuing the conversation.

"When I tell you my old story, I think you're gonna hate me. But I have to tell you something, I want to tell you something! Especially to Shaw and your mom and dad."

Lil looks at me with anxious, precisely abandoned puppy eyes.

I thought, I took it with the other lil's open hand and held it tight.

"Spit out as much as you want, the hard stuff. That doesn't make me hate Lil. Never. Impossible. That's what I just swore, you didn't have to swear. If it's hard... say it"

One dripping from Lil's eyes.

As it reached his mouth, Lil smiled just a little.

"Then I'll give you a little more time. Let's talk about my... Until I see the show."

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Lil Fuen.

She was born in a settlement formed exclusively of beasts and werewolves, in the middle of the castle town and capital of the Egdrasil Divine Tree Country to the far north, between a reputable mother and a father who was not particularly prominent but worked as a woodcutter and hunter in the settlement.

When I was 0 years old, I was told from my infancy that I was beautiful, resembling my mother, and like a normal baby, I cried, laughed, touched, and grew up smoothly and inexorably as an animal man.

It remained the same when I was a year old, and was particularly normal except that I learned words and letters and that the vocabulary was considerably more for that age.

At the age of 2, Lil starts reading books for children.

It was a small number of people who could read a book as it was for children, and it was beginning to be rumored that Lil might be smart among the settlements.

In addition, Lil had become a frequent tour of his father's work. His father carries Lil to the woods, letting him wait where he is not dangerous and cutting trees. Lil liked how it looked.

Most of all, I liked that my father carved wood well with extra wood and showed it to me.

Read a book, see where you cut a tree, get a wooden carving done, that was how Lil spent his day.

3 years old.

Lil spoke a lot of language and was somewhat able to read another mild fairy tale.

Even though I didn't practice letters much because I preferred reading to writing, I could still read books in the wealthy childhood of the city, despite spending time in despicable settlements.

At this age, Lil was starting to tour not only his father's work, but also his mother's work every other day.

Where the mother washes, cooks, cleans.

Lil, who was somewhere in his mind convinced that his memory was better despite being 3, goes stuffing those, stories his parents tell him, how he interacts with people, and more into his head.

4 years old.

Lil started doing quite a bit of exercise.

As it was training that mattered to the werewolves, who were a fighting nation, they began to help their fathers with their work (though it really wasn't enough at all).

Lil's appearance of picking up firewood with his father and carrying only a few of them was very lovable to his parents.

Regardless, Lil continued to study for herself as well when she was 3.

And 5 years old.

It was the peak of Lil's life until this age met Sho.

Lil, as always, had nothing wrong with anything in particular, and no, he grew up pretty good than a normal kid.

My mother loved me, my father loved me, and everyone in the settlement was starting to love Lil. Except for some.