President?! What Are You Doing Here?

As the horse girl named Kitasan Black hurriedly apologized, Anjing Zhen found himself looking at the hole in the door.

Kitasan Black must have been leaning against the door to eavesdrop. When she heard "brain surgery," she was so shocked that she'd torn off the handle along with part of the door.

She was definitely clumsy, but the strength and explosive power of this black-haired girl were even more noteworthy.

Aside from their ears and tails, horse girls looked no different from human girls, but their physical capabilities were on completely different levels.

Not only could they run at speeds of dozens of kilometers per hour, their arm and core strength were also astonishing.

During training at Central Treisen Academy, many horse girls improved their strength by dragging heavy objects.

Many of those heavy objects were the tires used on large trucks, each weighing more than half a ton.

Yet accidentally pulling off a door handle along with part of the door took remarkable strength even among horse girls. The explosive power she'd displayed in that instant was just as unusual.

Her ability to control that strength and explosive power, however, left much to be desired. Her clumsiness just now was one example, as was the "traffic accident" earlier.

Also, the name Kitasan Black... Hadn't he heard it somewhere in his previous life?

After making a quick assessment, Anjing Zhen fell into thought and tried to remember.

"So you'll take responsibility for everything? Heh heh, how interesting..."

Agnes Tachyon came back to herself, looking surprised. With keen interest, she gazed at the uneasy Kitasan Black.

"If I remember correctly, Kitasan Black, you said earlier that you haven't been assigned a Trainer.

"Mr. Anjing also said that he just passed the Trainer qualification exam and hasn't been assigned a horse girl.

"So, Kitasan Black, with no connection between you, how exactly do you plan to take responsibility for him?"

"Assigned" was industry jargon. A Trainer and a horse girl who signed a contract were assigned to each other, which meant they were responsible for one another.

"Huh—?"

Kitasan Black cried out, drawing out the sound, and her black ears stood straight up.

"Mr. Anjing... is a Trainer?"

"Oh? You caused an accident without even knowing the victim's situation?"

"C-caused an accident? I..."

Kitasan Black clasped her hands together nervously, her ears drooping.

"I didn't properly ask Mr. Anjing about his situation. I just wanted to bring him to the hospital...

"But, but!"

She rallied herself.

"Even if I'm not Mr. Anjing's assigned horse girl, he got hurt because of me, so I'll definitely take responsibility for everything!"

"I see..."

Agnes Tachyon nodded and pushed the X-ray images across the desk.

"Then you can take good care of Anjing-kun over the next few days."

"Yes! No problem at all!"

Kitasan Black bowed quickly. Anjing Zhen came out of his reverie and frowned.

"Wait a moment, Doctor Agnes Tachyon.

"I know a little about medicine, and all the reports show that apart from a minor injury to the cartilage, there's nothing wrong with me. I certainly don't have any brain problems.

"So if I have to be hospitalized or undergo brain surgery, I'd rather go to another hospital for a full examination."

"Oh? No wonder you came first in this year's Central exam."

Agnes Tachyon nodded calmly.

"You're right. At the moment, you don't seem to have any serious problems, so let's forget about hospitalization and surgery for now.

"Just rest in your dorm for the next few days and come in for regular checkups.

"If you feel unwell, we can consider hospitalization then. Otherwise, the cost would be a burden for Anjing-kun...

"No, it would be a burden for Kitasan Black."

Anjing Zhen hadn't expected Agnes Tachyon to back down so readily. He hesitated, suspecting that this horse girl, whose mind was full of experiments, might have some other plan in mind.

Meanwhile, Kitasan Black nodded repeatedly.

"It's no problem for me! You're in this state because of me, Mr. Anjing. I'll cover the examination fees, and..."

Her expression turned awkward. The corner of her mouth twitched as she pulled the broken door handle from behind her.

"This too. I... I'll pay for all of it."

"Oh? That would be wonderful."

Agnes Tachyon glanced casually at the door handle, turned to the computer on her desk, and began typing rapidly.

"Go downstairs and turn left after you leave to reach the payment counter. I'll have them issue a receipt for the door repairs, too. You're both free to go."

Feeling that the horse girl had probably abandoned any plans to slice him up or do something similar, Anjing Zhen picked up the X-ray images, stood, bowed, and headed out of the examination room.

"Okay! I'll pay for everything! Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Agnes Tachyon."

Kitasan Black thanked her and bowed quickly as well.

She was just about to turn and follow Anjing Zhen when she gave an awkward smile and stared at the door handle in her hand, pondering it for a moment. Then her eyes lit up, and she tossed it into the examination room's trash can.

After bowing to Agnes Tachyon once more, she turned and hurried after him.

"Mr. Anjing, please wait!"

He had already walked a few steps. Hearing Kitasan Black call out, Anjing Zhen glanced back without surprise and pointed at the wall.

Kitasan Black looked puzzled and concerned. She followed his gesture and saw the "No Loud Noises" sign on the wall, along with the disapproving sidelong glances of doctors and nurses passing by.

"Sorry, sorry..."

She apologized repeatedly, then covered her mouth and hurried to Anjing Zhen's side, speaking quietly.

"Mr. Anjing, your... your head really is okay, right?"

Realizing that Agnes Tachyon had fooled Kitasan Black, Anjing Zhen shook his head.

"I'm fine. I wouldn't joke around with my own health.

"And if something really were wrong, Doctor Agnes Tachyon wouldn't have let me leave so easily."

Although this girl had sent him to the hospital, Anjing Zhen didn't feel any resentment toward her.

When she'd half-dragged him to the hospital earlier, he'd seen how warmhearted and kind she was.

As he'd said, the so-called "accident" had happened because they'd both seen the danger the child was about to face and, by an unfortunate coincidence, collided with each other. There was no point blaming anyone for that.

Still, if he had to find fault with anything, it wasn't that he had none.

For example, he'd managed to adjust his posture while sprinting, and in theory, Kitasan Black could have done the same.

She simply hadn't been able to control her strength well enough. If anyone was to blame, that was probably it.

"Mr. Anjing, you... you really are a good person."

Kitasan Black handed him a "good person" card, clearly moved. She pressed her lips together, then quickly adopted a determined expression.

"Okay! I've decided... I've decided!"

Like when she'd called after him, her voice rose too loudly at first. As she glanced nervously from side to side, the rest of her words dropped to a furtive whisper.

"Decided what?" Anjing Zhen asked in surprise.

"Well..."

Kitasan Black had barely whispered the first half of her answer when her eyes shifted toward the corridor ahead. Suddenly, she looked delighted.

"President?! Wh-what are you doing here...?"