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CHAPTER 531
The sweet sounds of whistling went wide in the air as the birds chimed along with the singer.
A young boy with lengthy blonde hair, cascading down at his back and coming to a stop just above his butt.
PIT! PAT!
The sound of his feet stepping so freely against the grasses on the ground as he tilted his head back raising his right hand and using it to form a shade to protect his eyes from the sun while he forged ahead, admiring the scenery.
"Ah…"
On and on he went till he came to a particular field filled with lovely flowers, a scene not suited for the forest at all.
He snapped his head from side to side as if searching out something and when he was sure he was alone, he lowered himself onto the grass nearby and drew in some fresh air.
His eyes went wide when the lovely aroma from the flowers dove right into his nose, assaulting his lungs.
COUGH! COUGH!
