Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 265

Chapter 265 Chapter 62.1 - Initiation

It was said that each individual was different from others. That was definitely true.

After all, for me, who had learned all these from life directly itself, those types of words were something I came to a conclusion on my own.

"Astron…Come here….."

It was a natural day for me. Hearing my father's words from outside, I slowly made my way out of my room.

TOK! TOK!

"Oh, you are finally awake, you brat."

As I stepped down the stairs, I saw Mother washing the dishes left from yesterday. She threw a small side look at me, her brows furrowed. Well, she was kind of right; I had overslept. But what can I do?

The book was addicting, and I couldn't stop reading it until midnight.

PUFF! PUFF

The cooker was making puffing sounds from the side. I guess we are going to eat something good today.

"Good morning, mother."

I greeted Mother with a smile.

"….Sigh…."

Mother sighed as her brows returned to their normal shape immediately. I knew that whenever she was angry at me if she wasn't that mad, she would just calm down with my smile. I guess she was weak to that, but at the same time, I needed to pay attention so that she wouldn't get too used to my smile too much.

"Just go away; your father is waiting for you outside."

I couldn't help but feel a sense of inward happiness as I observed my mother's sigh turning into a softer expression. It seemed like my smile worked out once again.

"Thanks, Mother. I'll be quick," I said, trying not to push my luck with her mood.

'I wonder what those cities mentioned in the book look like.'

I asked myself. It was a question that I could never answer, but I could also never stop pondering about it.

Something inside me was always asking me that question; it was never satisfied. But I also knew that thinking about these wouldn't bring me any answers at all.

Leaving the house, I stepped into the crisp morning air, feeling a sense of anticipation for the day ahead. As I approached the front yard, I saw my father waiting for me with his usual warm smile. However, the sight of the axe in his hand hinted at the day's task.

'No…..'

I wanted to protest, but I didn't. After all, knowing that she was doing her best, I needed to do my own part, too.

"Morning, Dad," I greeted, trying to match his cheerful demeanor.

"Morning, Astron! Ready for some hard work today?" he exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.

I nodded, knowing that our family's tradition of gathering woods for the upcoming winter was about to begin. It was a task that brought us together and ensured we were well-prepared for the colder months ahead.

"Today, we're going to get some sturdy ones. Winter's coming, and we need to be ready," he explained, his hand gripping the axe firmly.

As we ventured into the nearby woods, the crisp air filled with the scent of pine, I couldn't help but feel a little bit guilty. After all, even though we led a simple yet fulfilling life, I was never satisfied with that.

Throughout the day, I did my best to assist my father in gathering logs for the upcoming winter. The rhythmic sound of the axe echoed through the woods, blending with the natural symphony of chirping birds and rustling leaves.

Although the task was physically demanding, I couldn't help but appreciate the bonding time with my father.

However, it became evident that my body was not as robust as my father's.

"Haaaah…..Haaah….."

After a short while, I found myself becoming breathless and fatigued. Despite my efforts to keep up, I struggled to match the stamina required for such labor.

'Again….'

This was a crucial weakness of mine. Something I had hated from the bottom of my heart. Whenever something that required physical movement appeared, I would always struggle with it.

I guess that is why the kids from the village don't want to play with me. I can't blame them, though. Who would want to play with someone who can't even run for 10 seconds?

My father noticed my exhaustion and flashed me a reassuring smile. "Easy there, Astron! Don't worry, we're not in a rush," he said, chuckling a bit. "Take a breather, and we'll continue at your pace."

He always smiled at me in times like these, trying to encourage me. After noticing that I wasn't playing with other kids, he came to me and started bringing me to such tasks. He said it was our family's tradition for the youngsters to learn how old ones lived early.

But, yet, inwardly, I knew. There was no such tradition because such a tradition didn't make sense at all. After all, what kind of child would start these labors at such an age?

Other kids are always playing as well. So, I knew. Father was trying to help me so that I wouldn't feel lonely. Maybe that is why he is smiling like that right now and doesn't like staying with me either. Despite his smiles and encouragement, I sensed that he, too, wished I could be more like the others.

As I caught my breath, my mind wandered.

'If I was a little bit like her….'

Remembering how she effortlessly captivated everyone with her talents, and her radiant smile made her a beloved figure among the villagers. I couldn't help but entertain the thought of how different my life would be if I had her skills.

'No, no, no….'

But then, I immediately regretted my thoughts. What I was thinking incredibly felt disgusting to me. After all, I knew it wasn't easy for her, too, and how many countless sleepless nights she had spent on her own so that she could meet the expectations of others.

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