Aware of the importance of not pushing his luck too far, particularly given the sensitive nature of the situation, Orion agreed with a nod. "Yes, that's acceptable," he replied.
The Village Chief's expression brightened at Orion's agreement, and he extended his hand for a handshake. After the friendly grip, the Village Chief released his hold and gestured for Orion to accompany him.
"Come on, let me show you where you'll be staying for the upcoming hours until your task is completed," he said, guiding the way with a sense of urgency.
However, Orion trailed behind, fully aware that the upcoming days were about to become quite demanding. Nonetheless, despite the impending busyness, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing that he stood to gain significantly from this situation.
This should be enough to clarify why Orion didn't remember the fruit he had eaten in Aunt Greta's hut on the first day he transmigrated into this world.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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