Also, your grip is too loose, you're pulling my hair, and if you keep pulling, my scalp might come off.
"It's nothing, I'm just suddenly feeling a little cowardly, Dorothy, is that uncle inside really your father?"
Senior Fanny's voice had a slight tremble, with an unmistakable hint of fear, she asked.
"Uh, how could it be fake? Didn't you notice that I have some resemblance to him? Our eyes are almost the same."
Dorothy answered a bit cluelessly.
Her peach blossom eyes were inherited from Adam, the father and daughter duo did have some resemblance, although Adam's handsome looks were just average compared to the Face of God of the homebody witch, calling him handsome was just giving her dad face, haha.
"..."
After receiving confirmation from the homebody witch, Senior Fanny fell silent.
After a long while, she finally spoke again.
"Dorothy, do you still remember that I told you before that I'd seen my own death omen at the Gate of Hell?"
She said this.
"Uh....."
