"Have a good dream."
After bringing the survivors to the guest rooms, the short-haired woman called out to them before turning and leaving. Only then did the others come to their senses. They stared blankly at the guest rooms before them.
"What exactly is going on here?"
The bespectacled girl with twin ponytails seemed to have come to her senses only now. She stared at the girl beside her in astonishment.
"Teacher, is Alice really cured?"
"She is."
The female doctor reached out, felt Alice's forehead, and examined her condition.
"At least her temperature is normal now, and she's fully conscious."
"I understand now!"
The girl with twin ponytails suddenly clapped her hands.
"I saw this on TV. Those fake religious organizations that pretend to perform miracles mix fever-reducing medicine or something into water and make you drink it, then lie and tell you that you're cured. If you still feel sick, they say you're not devout enough..."
"But that girl didn't make us eat anything."
The black-haired girl quietly pointed out the flaw in the twin-tailed girl's argument.
"She only placed her hand on Alice's forehead for a moment. It was no different from taking her temperature."
"Uh..."
Faced with the black-haired girl's rebuttal, the twin-tailed girl was speechless for a moment. Soon, however, she turned to look at the girl.
"Alice, how do you feel?"
"Huh? Me?"
The little girl jumped at the twin-tailed girl's question, but obediently answered.
"At that time, I felt really hot all over, and I was barely conscious. Then... then my forehead suddenly felt cold and cool, and it was really comfortable. After that, my body wasn't so hot anymore, and I didn't feel bad either..."
"Ugh... what's going on?"
"That isn't important."
Another girl clearly didn't care about those questions.
"The important