Wise Man's Grandchild x Male Reader

[Volume One] {Chapter Four} "Ah, I forgot to teach him common sense.."

[Volume One] {Chapter Four} "Ah, I forgot to teach him common sense.."

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Yuu Wolford's PoV
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The day after I subjugated the demon, Michel-san's training was upgraded yet again.

Why?

In addition, grandpa and grandma's appearance also looked a bit strange. There was some kind of a subtle mood drifting between them.

Why?

After spending a day with that kind of unknown situation, grandpa called me over to talk when I got out from the bathtub I created soon after I learned enchanting magic.

''Yuu, do you have a moment, please.''

''Hmm? Grandpa?''

''There is a little story I have to tell you.''

''Hmmm.''

By the way, grandma and Michel-san had already gone home. Somehow, they were always around, but just like the other day, they almost never stay over, and it wasn't like they came every day as well.

And in such a situation where there's only two of us left, grandpa started his talk.

''Actually, Yuu, I would like to talk about your origin.''

"Hm?''

So it was about that, huh, does he want to talk about the time when he found me?

''Actually, umm, Yuu, you're not my real grandson.''

''Eh?''

...Sorry, I already knew about that...

''I'm sorry... for having kept quiet about this until now.''

''No... I don't mind something like that...''

For now, let's straighten out the story here.

''And so... if I'm not your real grandson, why am I living with you, grandpa?''

''It's something that had happened about 9 years ago. By chance, I was walking down the road to goshopping in a nearby town. Then, while I was walking, the rain started to fall, and I strayed from the road a little to seek shelter from the rain in the nearby forest.''

''Hmmm...''

Come to think of it, it was also raining at that time.

''Back then... there seemed to have been a carriage that had passed by earlier... but it looked like it had been attacked by demons... and it was in a terrible condition.''

A demon... a carriage that was attacked... I can somehow imagine it.

''All around laid the wreckage of the destroyed carriage and... the... mangled human remains... I came near the scene because I thought there might be some survivors, or at very least, I can mourn for the victims. After I did that... I heard a baby's crying voice from the surrounding of the carriage's wreckage.''

Grandpa firmly fixed his gaze on me as he was told the story up to that point.

''I panicked and searched for the owner of that voice. It was then... when I found the baby.''