It’s a short Story (TN: that’s the author’s note) —————————
4 years passed, and I was seven years old And, I was called genius in the village It was about one year ago when I caused it
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When I was six years old I often come to play with children of the same age.
In this village, when you turn six years old, you’ll be taught of arithmetic and letters at the church. At that point, since I was able to perform reading, writing, and calculation perfectly, I was recognized by the adults One day, a hunter’s uncle came back with his arm missing To recover a lost limb, you need to use Advanced level Recovery magic so they gave up I healed uncle’s injury as a return for him taking care of me The villagers who saw it called me genius
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