Gift of World Tree by: nautilus030

Chapter 1: Glutinous Rice Dumplings

It would have been better to find out sooner.

Looking at the child in front of him, Ron couldn't help thinking like this.

How did all this happen?

This goes back a few hours before Raon was awake.

It was just dawn.

When he woke up in the morning before opening his eyes, he heard the sound of his human breathing.

Unlike the usual breathing sound that would make him feel at ease, the sound was small and faint.

The faint sound of breathing made him subconsciously worry about his weak human being injured or sick.

He hurriedly opened his eyes and looked towards the middle of the bed, where Cale always lay in that position and would not open his eyes until the afternoon.

"Human!?"

Raon woke up the cat siblings who were sleeping beside him. Ohn and Hong rubbed their eyes with their front paws and looked at their youngest brother who made the sound.

Raon ignored his siblings because he didn't see the man who was supposed to be lying there.

He was a little flustered for a while, but he calmed down immediately.

Because he can still feel the breath of a human being.

Raon noticed a small bump under the blanket, so he carefully lifted the blanket with his front paws.

He opened his eyes involuntarily, and there was a surprising inhalation sound around him.

Under that blanket was his human.

The blood-like long red hair spread on the mattress, the face that looked cold and expressionless, and the breath of ancient power on his body.

This is indeed his human!

but why!

is it a child?

The door was knocked open, and Ron and Vicross were in the kitchen, but Ohn and Hong ran over to call him, explaining incoherently what had happened.

Ron hurriedly brought the children to the young master's room. When he opened the bedroom door, he quickly walked to the bed.

Ron looked at the little man who was still sleeping with complicated eyes. His pupils began to tremble, and there was no doubt that this was indeed his young master.

 Why does he look like he is about 8 years old now? even smaller?

Why is it like a child, there was nothing abnormal yesterday?

The child was obviously still wearing the pajamas that the adult Cale wore yesterday, which were too big for the child and drowned the whole child, leaving only a small head exposed.

"Young Master, Young Master, wake up."

Ron patted the little man lightly, trying to wake him up in the usual way. Under the gentle patting of his parents' warm hands, little Cale wrinkled his nose and slowly opened his eyes.

The average 9-year-old held their breath.

The eyes that were originally full of sleep became clear in an instant, and a lot of emotions flashed, and then calmed down again.

Little Cale didn't speak or react. He seemed to be in a daze, but those who knew him could see that he was scrutinizing them.

"Young Master, you got up early today, do you want to have breakfast?"