Chapter 5 - My Childhood Friend, Maori-Kun (1/2)
Chapter 5 : My Childhood Friend, Maori-kun
Chapter 5 : My Childhood Friend, Maori-kun
「LEFIYA! PLEASE, YOU ABSOLUTELY HAVE TO WAIT FOR ME TO PICK YOU UP! 」
Maori then ran without turning around
I couldn't do anything but to watch his back
I mean it happened so suddenly
But it was so natural since ere used to being together
Even though ere always together
I never expected him to suddenly disappeared like that…………
Ours is a peaceful village with population of 600 people
I was born and raised in Marielle, a rural village Visitors are a rarity in our village since the position of our village is separated froe is acquainted
Around the time when I was 4 years old Parent and child peddler were coe
Visitors from outside were rare, thus I couldn't hold back my curiosity
Those peddlers were uncle Cel and Maori
Uncle Cel is a plue Maybe due to his peddling experiences, he had a vast ae, and many people would seek a consultation with uncle Cel
Maori was the exact opposite of uncle Cel
He was always by himself, separated hie
He was always looking afar by hi to him
The one who started that wasn't me
The other kids who couldn't leave Maori alone always came back in tears
When I asked hinoredhi his head with teary eyes was just too cute
He told s but, I forced him to join us from the next day
Contrary to his doll-like appearance, Maori was a rude, selfish, haughty kid and yet he was also a crybaby who easily succumbed to loneliness, in short an extremely troublesome kid
Since he would make the other kids cry as soon as I took my eyes off him, it then ca
Thus, I often stayed in his house and there I heardstories fro dictionary, I kept hearingstories whenever I went to their house
I enjoyed the process of learning sos from calculation and letters to swordplay
When I noticed, I'ether with Maori becaether, eating hunted wild boar together, plucking the feathers of a bat whoawith Maori was fun
Even if he couldn't play with the other kids, it's possible when I' himself to play with the rest of the kids
It hen I was 12 years old I was enjoying the stolen candy that was hidden by the village head on top of the ceiling beam of the barn
One foot of the beaht
I frantically clung to the bea to the pillar like a lizard with candy stuffed in my mouth, wished that Maori would come to save me
I wish he would come with ladder before my hands became numb
I, who couldn't talk due to the candy inhim with my eyes
Maybe because he heard of allant entrance with a determined look on his face
「LEFIYA! PLEASE, YOU ABSOLUTELY HAVE TO WAIT FOR ME TO PICK YOU UP! 」
I nodded in hearing his determined voice
「Oi, WAIT」
「Eh? 」
The Maou stopped my story about my childhood friend Maori