Tails woke up from her drowsiness, her heart beating violently, and she breathed heavily to let oxygen flow into her lungs.

The girl with twin ponytails was like a frightened black cat, her body shaking slightly uncontrollably.

A hand held hers, and it felt soft and cool.

She turned to look at the people around her, was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly showed a flattered expression:

"Yes, Mr. President? Why are you here?"

She wanted to sit up from the bed, but Willett shook his head to stop her:

"Your fever has not gone away and you are weak. Don't move around, lie down and have a good rest."

Tails nodded quickly, lay back obediently, and stared at Willet with a pair of big black and white eyes.

The beautiful long silver hair pours down like a waterfall, and the girl's ice-blue eyes are clear and pure. They contain quiet wisdom, but they are also like the ice and snow in the far north, cold and distant.

Observing the Magic President at such a close distance, Tails forgot the panic and panic caused by nightmares for a moment, as if those terrible experiences were covered by the overwhelming white snow...

Her heart gradually calmed down.

It was the first time that the president took the initiative to shake hands. It would be a lie to say that she wasn't nervous, but she didn't hate this feeling.

In other words...she had wanted to get along with him like this a long time ago.

What's frustrating is that until now, she still hasn't become a good friend of the president - at most, she can only be considered a half-friend.

Perhaps because she had had a fever for a long time, her head was dizzy, and her consciousness was sometimes awake and sometimes in a trance.

Rapidly flowing rain washed against the diamond-shaped windows, a bolt of lightning tore the sky apart, and the sky swept by magic thunder clouds and tsunami clouds rolled and surged like ocean waves.

Above the dark clouds, there seems to be a terrifying beast hidden, ready to emerge at any time.

Her thoughts were drawn by Willet's voice that sounded like ice and snow.

"You are unconscious in the dormitory. Alice and I will send you to the Demon Healing Tower."

The president looked at her with blue eyes. "Your situation is not stable, so I stay to take care of you."

Taitail suddenly realized: "Oh, so that's it..."

She reacted for a while and suddenly realized something.

He opened his mouth in disbelief, grabbed Willet's hand, and raised his voice:

"Could it be that, President, you didn't go to class because of me?!"

Because the tail did not control its strength well, the girl's fair right hand was scratched with red marks.

Holding back the pain in his hand, Willett looked calm:

"I have asked Alice to ask for leave from my tutor for me. I think I should do this."

She raised the corners of her mouth and showed a satisfied smile,

"Your hands are very strong. It seems that the vice president's health is much better than I expected."

Hand strength?

Tai Tai was a little confused, and her eyes fell on her outstretched left hand.

She subconsciously let go of her hand and saw that the president's fingers were red from pinching her.

She was so frightened that she quickly retracted her hand, explaining and caring in a panic: "I didn't mean it... President, are you okay? Does it hurt?"

Another voice suddenly broke in: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it hurts to see you exert such force. The vice-president's hand is really heavy."

Is there another person in the room? Tai Wei looked over cautiously and found that the girl wearing a plaid scarf was standing on the other side of the bed, looking at her with a teasing expression.

A blush appeared on Tai's cheeks, and he became angry: "I told you - it wasn't intentional, don't misunderstand me casually!"

She grabbed the soft pillow at the head of the bed and threw it at Hutch Roland, like a black cat with exploded hair, baring its teeth and claws.

"Why are you still here? Why don't you follow your master? Do you think the Demon Healing Tower is not safe?"

Jing Ling nimbly dodged the flying pillow and reached out to catch it. Jing Ling was not polite and threw the pillow back:

"Why do you think I stay here? It's not for your safety, why should I just watch the rain here? Use your brain and think about it!"

Unexpectedly, Hutch Roland would fight back. Tails tried to get away, but it was too late.

The pillow fell on her face with a thud, making her head buzz and it was like a swarm of ferocious wasps had entered her ears.

"hateful!"

She was dizzy, let out an angry roar, grabbed the pillow on her face, and threw it out without thinking.

"Bang!" The pillow fell on the target, making a sound of hitting an object.

She actually hit it?

A proud smile appeared on Tai's face, but before the smile could bloom, it withered and withered——

The pillow did not hit Hutch Roland, but fell on the president's face...

The treatment room suddenly became quiet. Tai's hands were still hanging in the air, but his whole body was as motionless as petrified.

She was at a loss in her heart. She turned to look at the wide-eyed Hatch Roland, asking for help with her eyes:

Hey, what should I do?!

Jing Ling also didn't expect that the pillow fight would affect Willet.

If she hadn't hit the vice president before, this incident wouldn't have happened.

Hutch Roland spread his hands and shook his head at his tail, and said to the other party with his eyes: I don't know either, you'd better ask for your own blessings.

Willett handed the pillow that was placed on his face to the vice president, his expression was lukewarm, and he could not see any dissatisfaction.

But there was no smile either.

Obediently, he hugged the pillow into his arms and Tai Tai swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously.

Under the gaze of the other party, he carefully lay back on the bed: "I...I really didn't mean it."

She whispered weakly, for fear of making the president angry.

Willett looked at her for a while, then sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone:

"Put the pillow behind your head. What are you doing holding the pillow?"

It took Tails a few seconds to react. Perhaps because she was still having a fever, her reaction speed was much slower than usual.

Tails followed the president's instructions and put the pillow where it should have been.

She quietly raised her head and observed the look in the silver-haired girl's eyes. After confirming that the other party was really not angry, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

There was genuine concern in the girl's noble and cold blue eyes, and a faint sense of happiness arose spontaneously.

She was cared about by the president, and even though she was clumsy, she was not disliked or bored by him.

After her restless mind settled down and she became calm, she began to think.

To be precise, I am recalling what happened before I fell into coma...

She remembered that Alice used divination to predict the future, and this divination was related to her destiny.

Her head was hot and she wanted to take action, but before she could express all her anger and dissatisfaction, she lost consciousness.

Now thinking back on her impulsive words and deeds, she felt guilty and regretful in her heart.

She could have blamed the fever for her previous bad words and deeds, but that would be inconsistent with her style.

In her opinion, only people who avoid problems and responsibilities would think this way.

In fact, even if she gets angry, she will not be able to solve what is about to happen.

It has no use except making the previous relationship more rigid.

She closed her eyes to sort out her emotions, then turned to look at Hutch Roland, who had his arms folded.

Sensing her gaze, Roland Hutch raised one corner of his mouth, as if he had seen through her intention, and asked proactively:

"What do you want to say to me, Vice President?"

It didn't feel good to be seen through, but she was wrong about this matter, and it would be even worse if she continued to mess around.

What's more, the president is still here, and she must maintain a good image:

"I'm sorry before. I said very rude words and almost beat up your master."

The hands on the quilt were slightly clenched, and Tai's voice was much softer: "I'm sorry, I apologize to you."

Unexpectedly, the vice president with a bad personality would take the initiative to apologize. Hutch Roland blinked in surprise and shrugged:

"It's useless to talk to me about this. You should talk to me. After all, the person you yelled at is my master, not me."

This is the truth, but when I think of having to apologize to that lion, I always feel a little bit embarrassed.

Tai Wei looked back at the ceiling above. The magic lines on the ceiling had a sleep-promoting effect. She did not intend to continue talking to the Mirror Spirit.

She turned her gaze to the other side and met Willet's ice-blue eyes.

Tails opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but stopped talking.

Willett whispered: "Alice will not blame you, but you should apologize for this."

"I know..." Tai Tai grabbed the quilt and shrank her neck and whispered. She seemed a little embarrassed.

"Click." The door of the treatment room moved, and the blond girl walked in holding Ying Xue and greeted the vice president lying on the bed.

"Hey, did you just wake up? I'm here to visit you, Tails!"

"Oh." Subconsciously clutching the quilt, the girl with twin ponytails glared at Alice and ordered in a low voice, "Now that you're here, sit down and don't stand at the door in a daze!"

Willett glanced at Alice, and then turned his gaze to Ying Xue behind his friend, thoughtfully.

Alice must have come here for other reasons besides visiting the sick vice-president.

Yingxue has almost no interaction with the vice president... The reason why she came to the treatment room was probably because she followed some arrangement from Alice.
To be continued...