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.,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!,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.。