Chapter 6: Chapter 6 Grandpa's Instinct
Otto took off his shoes in the hallway, and with Theresa trotted all the way to help him get the slippers for the guests.
When Theresa was in St. Freya Academy, she lived in the academy's apartment with 2 Bedrooms, a Dining, and Kitchen.
"It's surprisingly neat."
As soon as I entered the living room, there was a fragrance smell in the air.
There was a small bottle of incense on the table in the living room. The smell came from here. It was exactly the same as the smell on Theresa and would help relax your mind.
The living room was full of life but a mess. There was a PS4, switch, and other game consoles and controllers scattered under the TV, as well as finished Coca-Cola bottles,
"Keep your things organized, or you may get injured if you step on them accidentally. You should sort the finished bottles before throwing them. away."
Otto put the suitcase on the ground and helped Theresa organize the things on the ground.
After tidying up, Otto looked around the living room, the room was neatly arranged with pink as the basic color tone of its furniture, and there were several lovely plushies on the top of the cabinet..
Well, it has the taste of a magical girl, but I don't like it a bit.
Strange, do I hate pink that much?
Could it be that the habits left by this body have affected my thoughts again?
"So, my lovely little Theresa, where is Grandpa's room?"
"It said that there is no room for you here Grandpa!" Theresa folded her arms in dissatisfaction and said angrily.
It looks like a child who lives independently outside their home but was brutally raided by their parents.
Along the way, she kept on insisting that she had no place for Otto to live here, but Otto still insisted on coming.
In the end, under Otto's obscenity, Theresa had to take her grandpa home.
Avoided that Otto has been treating her like a child, which would damage her reputation in front of her subordinates.
However, Theresa felt a warm feeling in her heart being doted by her Grandpa
"But shouldn't there be two bedrooms in little Theresa's house? Could it be..."
Otto almost subconsciously felt that something was wrong, his tone suddenly became cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Theresa, she couldn't help but shake from his gaze.
She couldn't help but take a step back, because Otto doted on her so much, making Theresa forget what kind of person Otto was.
She now remembered what kind of person Otto was. Theresa's current status was due to Otto's doting but Theresa knew that Otto's position was still the fated Overseer who used the Valkyrie as a tool and was cold-hearted and cruel.
Because of this, she left Schicksal HQ and founded St. Freya Academy in the Far East Branch.
She disobeyed her grandfather just now, and she didn't know how she would be treated next..
"My lovely little Theresa, are you living with someone?"
Eh?
Living with someone? me? How did you come up with this?
The white-haired nun was puzzled as to why her grandfather's thought process was still so strange.
"Let Grandpa see which little vixen it is, dare to deceive my lovely little Theresa."
Otto walked straight to a room, he grabbed the doorknob and couldn't turn it, it was locked.
"My cute little Theresa, can you open this room for Grandpa to see?" Otto smiled, his narrow eyes shuddering, "It's okay?"
"It's just a utility room, nothing to see..."
"2"
Otto looked at Theresa silently. The latter felt an invisible pressure pressing on her, and she had no choice but to take out the key.
After unlocking, Theresa did not open the door directly but took a few steps. back to give up her seat.
Otto stepped forward and looked at Theresa, who was far away..
Instead of opening the door directly, he tentatively opened a crack,
As soon as he opened the door, he felt a force from the room pushing out.
Otto pressed his right shoulder against the door, and it took a lot of effort to prevent the contents from gushing out.
My little Theresa, how much rubbish you have piled in here?
"I think we should clean up the inside someday."
Theresa was on the side with a wise expression, as if she was innocent.
Otto looked at the kitchen, bathroom, sink, and other places, and looked at the children's clothing drying on the balcony. They were all sizes that Theresa would wear.
Very good, no vixen found.
His plan has to be implemented, and he can't be cut off by a vixen who doesn't know where he came from.
"Then I'll sleep in little Theresa's room before I clean up the room."
Otto went into another bedroom with a suitcase, only to be stopped by Theresa.
"Why does Grandpa sleep in my room!"
Theresa puffed out her cheeks and protested in front of Otto.
Like a small angry animal when someone else broke into their territory.
Don't make me look like a bad guy, little Theresa.
But my motives are really not pure, and I am really a bad person.
"My lovely little Theresa, grandpa came all the way to see you, you can't let grandpa sleep on the sofa, right?"
"It seems so." Theresa thought that yes, grandpa is rarely here once, and the host who entertains should not aggrieve the guests.
"No! Grandpa, why are you staying here? Isn't it good to go back to HQ?"
Theresa reacted again, but before she could think about it, Otto had put the suitcase in her room and helped her tidy up the messy bed.
"I ran away from home," Otto said jokingly. "Come here, little Theresa."
Otto waved to Theresa, and Theresa walked over angrily.
"Don't be mad." Otto put his hands under Theresa's armpits and lifted her up. "Up we go~"
"Up we go-"
"Grandpa, grandpal Let me down!"
"Up we ga-"
"I don't want to play- No, no!"
"Up we go-"
"Haha, a little higher, I'm so happy, grandpa lift me higher!"