My sunshine

Prologue 1

Beneath the sprawling branches of the ancient tree at the village's edge, a group of elderly women sat together, their voices mingling with the scent of tea and the warmth of the afternoon sun.

"The sun couple really picked up a little sunshine," one remarked with a smile.

"Indeed, he's such a sensible boy," another agreed, her eyes twinkling.

"And kind," added a third. 

"Just the other day, he helped me carry my groceries. Imagine that—seeing a five-year-old boy acting like a proper little gentleman! It was simply adorable."

"Same here! He helped me with my garden the other day and even suggested I let my husband do the heavy lifting so I could relax. Can you believe it? A toddler calling me, a seventy-year-old woman, fragile!" She chuckled heartily.

"Finally, someone gave you a compliment!" The group burst into laughter.

"I even heard he helped Mr. Smith's son and daughter-in-law reconcile," one of the women said, her tone turning serious. "Everyone thought they were heading for a divorce this time."

"Their neighbor's daughter, who's friends with Sally, mentioned it was all thanks to his advice that they worked things out," another chimed in. "And he even volunteered to babysit their kids so they could go on a date afterward."

"Such maturity for his age," they all murmured in agreement.

"If only he'd awaken his power," one sighed, and the others nodded solemnly.

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Not far from the gathering, the boy in question was deep within the forest, using the holy power thought to have vanished a thousand years ago. He knelt beside a group of fairies, his hands glowing softly as he healed their delicate wings.

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Meanwhile, a certain clingy individual approached, full of determination. "Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for you."

Edmond, the boy, sighed. "Actually, I awakened my power a long time ago."

The clingy one waved it off, saying, "Don't be scared, I'll protect you."

Edmond muttered under his breath, "I'm not that weak."

Undeterred, the other continued, "Don't cry, I'll avenge you."

Edmond, who merely had some dust in his eyes, rolled them in exasperation.

'You know what? I give up. Every time I try to explain, the misunderstandings just get worse and worse. Better to just nod and keep quiet,' he thought, resigning himself with a silent shrug. ¯_(ツ)_/