But Kiana could tell that Theresa's adorable face did resemble her own a little.
But rather than believe Theresa was her great-aunt, Kiana would rather believe Stinky Dad had knocked someone up outside.
At that moment, Otto walked over to Kiana with a mischievous smile on his face.
He looked at his granddaughter and said with a smile,
"Cute little Theresa, tell me, how old are you this year?"
Theresa shot Otto a puzzled look. Wasn't Grandpa the one who knew her age best? He gave her lots of presents every year on her birthday.
"This Academy Principal is already forty-two."
(Theresa was created by Otto in 1972, and the current timeline was 2013.)
Still, Theresa obediently answered.
Maybe Grandpa had dementia.
Young people should be more understanding toward the elderly.
"Oh, only forty-two? You really are young... Huh? Wait!?"
Kiana trailed off, then realized something seemed wrong.
Was it really forty-two, not twelve?
She looked at Theresa as if she had seen a ghost. This little kid was already forty-two years old?
Was that even reasonable?
Kiana froze, but then she suddenly realized something else.
Otto had said Theresa was his adopted granddaughter. So how old was Otto!?
If he had a forty-two-year-old granddaughter who never grew up, then Otto...
Good lord.
Had an old bull just eaten tender grass?
Would she have to watch a blond man die before her in the future?
Kiana had never imagined that lifespan issues would happen to her. Her hand clenched slightly, and Otto gently patted her back.
"Don't let little Theresa's appearance fool you. She became an adult long ago."
Otto said with a smile.
"Hmph hmph, of course I did."
Theresa put her hands on her hips and snorted twice through her nose. Who knew what she was so proud