Chapter Ninety-Nine: February 1st and 9th (Your Highness Princess, please be seated)

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

Lilina and Harold went into the student union building after they were separated, and today they have to summarize the annual budget, and in short, there are a lot of things.

The little girl, Lilina, sighed weakly, rolled up her sleeves and prepared to "move the bricks".

"Give me the annual budget sheet! I'm going to check. Lilina sat down on the table with her legs crossed.

"Lilina, here's this year's budget table." A student council girl with glasses handed Lilina a thick stack of forms.

Lilina held the stack of documents in her hand, pinched the thickness of the stack with her fingers, and her body shook for a moment, and she immediately became weak.

"It's better to wake up Teacher Olivia and have a chat, or wander around the academy with your seniors for a while." Lilina tucked her hair behind her ears with her fingers, and was about to take a closer look at the materials, only to find the bespectacled girl from the student council still standing there and not leaving.

Lilina looked up and asked with a frown, "Is there anything else?" “

"Ah, that...... President Lamir asked you to go to him. “

"Oh. Is President Lamir back? I know, I'll be over in a moment. Lilina said, nodding at the shy glasses girl and looking at the stack of materials again.

The glasses girl looked at her seriously, and she didn't want to disturb her anymore.

After a short while, Miss Lilina immediately went to work, and an uninvited guest burst through the door.

"Little Lily, little Lily!!"

You don't have to look back to know who is calling you, and the voice is obviously the girl named Emira.

"Eh, pretend to ignore me!" Amila ran over and hugged Lilina by the neck.

"Amy! I'm busy, and if one day I die of overwork, half of it will be your fault. ”

"Little Lily, you are full of energy, you are simply a workaholic, okay! How can I take credit for it? “

"Talking to you is more tiring than work! Hum. Lilina cocked her nose and said very proudly. Tell me, what's the matter with you? Is it that there are fewer people in the academy now and it is lonely? Remembering someone? ”

"Not really! Our glasses president asked you to go. ”

"Huh? Is he in a hurry? ”

"It's urgent." Amila nodded, then lowered her voice again. "Alas, little Lily, I think our president Ramil takes you very seriously, will he be ...... to you What the hell! And your senior, who hangs on his lips every day, is more beautiful than a woman, and his temper is not good, and his skills are also amazing. It is said that on the first day I came to the college, I overturned half of the boys in the dormitory building by myself. If he hears any rumors, will he go to trouble our president? ”

Lilina was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly: "Strange words! I have yet to meet anyone whom President Lamir genuinely likes or hates. What's more, the words of the senior, well........ Anyway, the two of them weren't going to fight for me. It is better to say that two people are completely two states of people. Duel for me, little girl, what's the joke? ”

"Ugh." Amila rolled her eyes. "Who knows? But I see that you compare your predecessors to your cat every day, and I think you mistake the tiger for a cat. No matter how close the cat is to you, you don't have any problem. But the tiger wants to be close to you, so you have to be careful. “

"The seniors are so cute!" Lilina pursed her lips and puffed out her cheeks. She stood up and shoved the stack of materials in her hand into Amella's hand. "And don't you think it's fun to keep a tiger as a cat?"

"Aha! Little Lily, your criteria for choosing a mate are really peculiar! ”

"Uh-huh! Maybe. Lilina said. I'll go to President Lamir, and you'll help me deal with it first. ”

Miss Lilina pushed open the door and entered the hallway of the staircase, where she ascended the stairs to the top floor, the fourth floor.

On the innermost side of the corridor on the fourth floor, there is a thick mahogany door, which is the office of the president of the student council of St. Phelan College to deal with various college matters.

Lilina walked briskly and hummed a little song as she walked quickly down the hallway, pushing open the mahogany door at the end of the hallway.

In the spacious and bright room, the current student president of St. Phelan College, Rectal Ramiel, who wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, is standing in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the snow-covered campus.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were magically enchanted, and only the outside could see the outside world, but the outside could not see the inside.

Rektaran Ramil heard the bell ringing on the door, and when he turned his head, he saw that the Lord was coming.

His right index finger twitched slightly, knowing that it was a critical moment. Whether you can talk about moving the girl in front of you now is the key to everything.

If not, the Knights of Punishment will have to bite the bullet.

Rektaran Ramil looked at the cute blonde-haired and golden-eyed girl in front of him, and he concentrated and quickly adjusted the collar with his fingers.

It's like a teenager who has ushered in his first date in life.

"Lilina, you're a little late." Rektaran Ramiel's voice was a little hoarse, although he had been talking to the fat Pope simply, but Ramil estimated that he would have to use his tongue to achieve the desired effect.

"Huh!" Lilina lowered her eyes, and she narrowed her eyes to look at Rektaran Lamir. "Lord, did you come to me this time to make me return the favor?"

"Favors?" Rektaran Ramil was stunned, but he immediately remembered that Lilina had asked him to fish out her beautiful senpai. "Oh, you misunderstood, in my opinion, it's just to help my subordinates solve a small problem, not a favor."

"But! President, I've done my best to repay your favor. That bag of chocolates on your desk is what I put in the morning. You've eaten all the chocolates, how do you feel? Lilina pointed to the bag of chocolates on the table that had been opened.

"Ahh It's a little too sweet. If you drink clear tea, it tastes good. “

When Lilina heard this, she muttered in a low voice: "Eh, lowering the standard is also this kind of evaluation, and sure enough, my taste is too sweet." The next time you feed your seniors, you should put less sugar and less sugar. ”

"What did you say?" Rektaran Ramil frowned.

"Nothing, nothing." Lilina smiled and waved her hand. "What did President Naramil do when he came to me this time? You don't want to give me feedback on the taste of chocolate, do you? ”

"Not really." Rektaran Lamir left by the floor-to-ceiling window, took a few steps, and sat upright on the couch.

There was a small glass table in front of the sofa, and in addition to that, there was an empty chair opposite, as if the man with glasses wanted to have a long conversation with the blonde girl with golden eyes.

So he had already prepared such an empty chair.

Rektaran Lamir picked up the teapot that had been roasting on the small stove and poured a cup of tea for his own side and a cup for the one across the table.

When Rektaran Lameil had done such a trifle, he turned to look at Lilina and pushed the eye holder on the bridge of his nose with his left hand. Stretching out his right hand, he made a "please take a seat" gesture.

"Your Royal Highness, please be seated."