Emily: (giggling) Let's play hide and seek!

Lianee: (joining in) Okay, Emily, you count to ten while we hide

Emily: (closing her eyes) One, two, three...

Lianee: (whispering to Ethan) I'll hide behind the sofa. You go hide near the bookshelf.

Ethan: (nodding) Got it...

Emily: Ready or not, here I come!

Emily wandered around the room; she searched every corner with determination. I crouched near the shelf, while Lianee held her breath behind the sofa.

Emily: (giggling) I see you, Sister Lianee!

Lianee: (laughing) You got me, Emily! Now, where's Brother Ethan?

Emily scanned the room with her bright eyes, and then her gaze fell upon Ethan. I was trying to stifle my laughter as I watched Emily approach.

Emily: (triumphantly) I found you, Brother!

Ethan: (clapping) You got me, Emily! You're an excellent seeker! Let's find others

Two years had passed since the grand upgrade of Early Creation, and our village had transformed into a lively and bustling community. I now had a new member in my family, my little sister Emily, who brought even more joy and laughter to our home. With the addition of Emily, our family felt complete and filled with happiness.

One of the most significant changes in the village was the establishment of the kindergarten, a free and open place for all small kids in the village. It had become a place of laughter, play, and exploration, where the kids could come any day, they pleased. However, for more structured learning activities like letters and arithmetic, we held classes twice a week.

Eyka, had taken on the role of the kindergarten's assistant, adding her charm and warmth to the environment. She had a natural way of connecting with the kids and making sure they got along well. It was heartwarming to see her effortlessly diffuse any small disagreements or squabbles that arose among the children.

The villagers had given positive feedback about the kindergarten, as it provided them with a safe and nurturing environment for their children.

I have created a small chalkboard, that has become quite popular among the kids. It served as a fun way for them to practice their letters and numbers, and they were even allowed to take the boards home to continue their learning.

Villager 1: Have you sent your kids to the kindergarten that Ethan set up?

Villager 2: Oh, yes! It's such a wonderful addition to our village. The kids seem to love it.

Villager 3: It's like a little haven for the children to play and learn.

Villager 1: They have all sorts of fun interests.

Villager 2: I heard they even let the kids take home those cute chalkboards they make.

Villager 3: My little one loves those chalkboards.

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Lady Sylvana: (savoring the bonbu cake) Mmm, this cake is still delightful.

While enjoying a slice of bonbu cake, Lady Sylvana read the report and gazed at the mini model that had been delivered to her office two years ago.

Lady Sylvana: Ethan Harveston....

Mr. Sebas: He is only nine years old, yet his talents in crafting are truly remarkable. The hair clip adorning your hair is one of his creations.

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Lady Sylvana: (intrigued) Really? I must say, I'm quite impressed. To think that a young child could create something so beautiful and functional is extraordinary.

Mr. Sebas: Indeed, my lady. Ethan has gained quite a reputation among the merchants and locals alike. His creations have been well-received and admired by many.

Lady Sylvana: (smiling) What a great boy he is. I would like to know more about him. Bring me all the information you have on Ethan, Mr. Sebas.

Mr. Sebas: Of course, my lady. I have already prepared it for you.

Lady Sylvana delicately holds the documents in her hands and starts reading through the information. Her eyes scan each page with keen interest, and a smile of intrigue forms on her lips. As she goes deeper into the details, her curiosity intensifies, and she becomes more engrossed in the contents before her.

Lady Sylvana: (surprised) There are so many creations listed here. Are you certain he is only nine years old? Could this be a forgery?

Mr. Sebas: I assure you, my lady, the information is genuine. I personally sent a surveillance to verify his abilities and background. He truly is a prodigy in the world of crafting even before he is awakening his magic.

Lady Sylvana: (impressed) This is truly fascinating. I would like to meet this young Ethan and see his creations for myself.

Mr. Sebas: I can arrange that, my lady. Shall I invite him to the mansion?

Lady Sylvana: No, no. Let's meet him in person at Treebrook Village.

Mr. Sebas: As you wish, my lady. I will arrange the meeting right away.

Lady Sylvana continues to admire the mini model and finishes her bonbu cake, looking forward to meeting the young prodigy, Ethan Harveston.

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During the late afternoon, a group of unfamiliar faces sauntered our café. Among them was a man with a condescending smirk, and he walked over to one of my friends who was currently working at the café.

Sir Montgomery: (in a dismissive tone) Where is the owner of this establishment? I have a matter of utmost importance to discuss with him.

Ethan: (with a warm smile) Good morning, How may I assist you today?

Sir Montgomery: (looking Ethan up and down) You're the owner of this place? You are too young to run a business like this...

The customers in the café were looking at the merchant with angry expressions. I couldn't help but think, Who the heck is this snobbish person, coming here to ruin the mood in the café. In my mind, I couldn't help but liken him to a classic villain straight out of an anime. As much as I wanted to give that snobbish merchant a punch to the face, I reminded myself to maintain a professional demeanor. Taking a deep breath, I put on a composed expression, ready to handle the situation with tact and diplomacy. After all, I couldn't let one arrogant individual spoil the positive atmosphere of our café.

Sir Montgomery: (arrogantly) Very well, then. I have a proposition for you, young man. I've heard that you possess the recipe for Bonbu cake.

Ethan: (maintaining his composure) Bonbu cake is indeed a unique creation, and I'm flattered that it caught your attention.

Sir Montgomery: (smirking) Flattered, eh? Well, here's the deal. I want you to sell me the Bonbu cake recipe. In return, I shall grant you a handsome sum of money.

Ethan: (politely declining) Thank you for the offer, Sir, but I must respectfully decline. The Bonbu cake recipe is exclusively under contract with Quin Company and Cen and Dric Co., so I cannot sell it to you.

Sir Montgomery's face contorted with surprise and annoyance as Ethan politely turned down his offer. He was clearly not used to being denied, especially in such a composed and professional manner.

Sir Montgomery: (with a scoff) Young man, do you even know who I am?

Ethan: Anyway, who are you sir?

Sir Montgomery's face turned slightly red with embarrassment, realizing that he had been so focused on his own agenda that he hadn't properly introduced himself. He straightened his posture and cleared his throat, attempting to regain some semblance of dignity.

Sir Montgomery: I am Sir Montgomery, a merchant of great influence and stature in these lands. Listen young man sell the recipe and those Arcrystan containers to me!

Ethan: I’m sorry Sir I can’t sell it to you. My loyalty lies with the contracts I have made.

Sir Montgomery: (fuming) You insolent boy! Get him now...

So, everything was going smoothly at the café, you know? Just another regular day with customers enjoying their treats and all that jazz. But then, out of the blue, this total snob called Sir Montgomery strolls in. Ugh, what a major buzzkill!

The atmosphere in the café turned tense as Sir Montgomery arrogantly instructed his crew to capture me. All around, the customers, fueled by a mix of anger and protectiveness, got up from their seats, ready to defend me from this snobbish intruder. It felt like the calm before a storm, and I braced myself for what might come next.

The café's door swung open, drawing everyone's attention. In walked two mysterious figures, a lady and a middle-aged man. The air seemed to shift, and I could feel a powerful aura emanating from the lady. It was as if she commanded respect and authority without uttering a word.

She locked eyes with Sir Montgomery, and it was clear that he was taken aback and intimidated by her presence.

Sir Montgomery: Lady Sylvana, what are you doing in this remote village?

The dramatic turn of events left me intrigued and a bit nervous. Who were these newcomers? It seemed like an entirely different plot was unfolding right in front of me, and I couldn't help but wonder how it would all play out. The café had transformed into a stage for an unexpected and captivating drama, and I was right in the middle of it all.

Fantasy Dictionary

Arcrystan: A specialized container crafted from the fusion of Bonbu and Gleamsøil materials, employing the intricate and magical Arcwæave skill.

Aldorin: A medium monkey-type monster with ears resembling bunnies.

Aurelia’s Veil: A tree with long, thin leaves that gracefully sway in the wind, resembling delicate ribbons. The tree's log is soft and fibery.

Aqualinds: A large fishy-type creature with a razor-like tail resembling a snapper.

Begemo: A bear-type monster with a large, bulky fur coat that's dark green in color.

Bonbu: A tree that bears three types of fruit – red and sour, green and bitter, and brown/rotten but sweet.

Gleamsøil (ᚷᛚᛖᚨᛗᛊᛟᛁᛚ): A sticky and gooey type of dirt.

Lej: Milk obtained from a camel-type animal that has gold stripes.

Pink Stone: A stone-shaped form of sugar.

Rubix: A small cube-shaped creature that glides underwater.

Slymarix: A slimy turtle-like creature that produces a pearl-type object when it vomits.

Ting Tree: A tree with branches that chime like bells.