“By the way, Dale. During your absence, a grave reality had come to light”
“Ha?”
In front of Dale who was sitting down next to the cheerfully smiling Latina savouring the pie and dessert that she made with all her might, Kenneth started talking with a grave tone.
“It’s because of the thing I heard from Latina’s friend, Chloe, the other day. “From this spring forward we are going to go to school, are you going Latina?””
“Eh?”
“Chloe and Marcel too. Everyone says they’re going. Because everyone’s the same age”
Latina says as he looks at Dale, thinking about her friends. They were a little older than Latina but, he recognised that they cared for the young Latina.
“Latina is the same age so, are you going? is what I heard”
“…….Ha?’
“No, that’s what it seems like”
Dale sent a gaze to Kenneth asking for an explanation and Kenneth nodded, umu.
“….Latina, next month, that’s the month you were born right?”
“Un”
“Really!? Don’t I have to prepare a present then!”
“….Tell Dale as well, how old you’re turning”
“Hn? Eight”
Why did they ask such a thing? with a nod. Latina tilts her head.
Dale froze for a moment unable to speak.
To that reaction, Kenneth nods, un un.
“….Latina, right now, you’re seven?”
“Hn? Yup. Latina seven”
“….so small, Latina….”
“That’s true. So small”
“Latina small?”
I thought she was five or six. Which was why Latina was as small as she is.
However now that you mention it, Latina’s speech and conduct were proper to an unthinkable extent. Her childish speech is probably only because she has just begun to learn the language, and her grammar as well as vocabulary can’t be used as she pleases.
Soon she’ll be eight. There’s quite a big difference for children of this age in the next one or two years.
The adults acknowledged that their own prerequisites have been wrong.
“….She’s a so, her growth is slower?”
“I thought of that and tried asking the guests but it seems that during childhood and have virtually no difference in our growth rates. They say that they stop growing once they mature, and is a race with a long period of adulthood.”
“….I wonder if… Latina is smaller”
“She’s only smaller”
“Hn?”
Towards the adults who were looking at her earnestly and seem mystified from the bottom of their hearts, Latina once again koten, and tilted her head.
(Authors notes: Thank you for continuing to read as always.
Once again the usual antics of the usual Dale-san)