34 Picnic 3 (1/2)

Suddenly a thought came to Ivan and he too entered the conversation.

”How about letting her go to a normal school?”

”A normal school? And what would be the use of that?”, Lara asked with disdain.

”I mean a normal school for youths who are older than sixteen. Just make a story up as to why she is still small and it could work.”

”That may work, but what would be the use?”, the Lady asked.

”She could be together with people with similar stats while nobody knows that she is much younger. If she uses Training Skills, it won't show until she reaches fifty in her stats and since the training at school is set up in a way that fifty is the goal for graduation, her talent wouldn't be as visible if she doesn't train her body during this time. Besides the people at these schools are much more mature than children of her age so she would fit in much better.”

”This idea doesn't sound bad.”, Lara had to admit.

The lady too had a thoughtful look at her face while looking at Jane, who seemed to be enthused by his idea.

”What do you think darling?”, she finally asked her granddaughter.

”I like it! I'm sure it is gonna be so much fun.”

Hearing her daughters excited words Lara nodded.

”Let's try it. But you won't be going to the same school as Ivan.”

”Why?”

”She is right. It would be better for you to go to another school.”, Ivan too was of that opinion. After all it would be a nightmare if anyone found out that they were daughter and father. How weird would it be if they would both go to the same school.

With that it was decided that she would go to school while pretending to be sixteen and it would be a different school than Ivans.

The little girl, didn't insist and instead grabbed his mothers hand and tugged at it.

”Whatever, let's go and start the picnic.”

Both her mother and grandmother smiled at her and then followed along. Ivan on the other hand was called over by Carl who stood at the trunk of the car and opened it.

”Come here rascal. You'r job is to help me carry these baskets.”

Inside the trunk there were three baskets and Carl had grabbed the smallest and of course lightest while leaving him the other two. Ivan wanted to complain, but fearing that it would only gain him some form of punishment he swallowed his words and obediently took the other two baskets, before following after his mentor.