The little orange didn’t know his name. All he knew is that, by the time he opened his eyes, it was September, and he’s already hanging by an orange tree. He’s a small orange with a green color, causing people to feel sourness in their teeth when looking at him at one glance. The little orange is a young boy, and his soul currently resides in this green orange. The orange tree informed him, “In order for you to return to your original body, you must fulfill an orange’s will and be eaten as per norms” Little Orange sighed, “Who else would eat me? No one has been living in this courtyard for a long time” The orange tree expressed that it didn’t know. Little Orange is currently puzzled, “Is there another way for me to be eaten?” The orange tree respondedー You will figure that out soon. Little Orange was dumbfounded, “Do I have to be eaten as an orange?” The orange tree had already fallen asleep. – A sweet short story about a sour orange turning sweet. Talkative Little Orange SHOU x Gentle Painter GONG