At dusk, the Witch Academy Student Council.
Sophia placed down the last document she held and then stretched lazily, her striking curves dazzling to behold.
"President, you've worked hard."
The office door was suddenly pushed open, and a young little witch walked in; she was there to take away those documents that had been dealt with and to execute them.
This job was originally the responsibility of the Vice-President, who assisted the president, but it seemed the Vice-President had taken a leave today, so this little witch had stepped in temporarily.
"You've worked hard too, Isabella."
The Pure White Witch also displayed a businesslike smile and nodded at the blue-haired junior as she prepared to leave.
Speaking of which, this little witch was indeed hardworking and capable, truly worth nurturing, especially now when it was uncertain whether Ivette would be able to return.