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.,Well, Little Piglet! What a strange name. Even Tiger Cub or Pebble would sound better. Of course, he was just grumbling. He knew why ancient people gave their children such odd names.,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.。