Chapter 133 Needing the help of teacher Ilinal

When the bell rang, Droste went to the teacher's infirmary.

The bright sunshine sprinkled like gold coins, casting a layer of warm sheen on the health room.

It was afternoon and I could see from a distance that the door of the health room was open.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

"Please come in."

Hearing the emotionless response, Droste walked into the health room.

I saw that familiar figure at first glance.

Teacher Irinaer, who heard the voice, continued to concentrate on her work and asked casually.

"Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

"Teacher Ilinal, my chest feels a little stuffy, can you help me take a look?"

Hearing this somewhat familiar voice, Teacher Ilinal raised her head, and then a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"It's Droste! Why are you here? Are you free today?"

"It's because Teacher Irinaer is so busy and tired."

As he spoke, Droste slowly sat down next to Teacher Ilinal.

"Besides, I haven't smelled the teacher's scent for a long time. I really miss it."

Miss... Yes, Teacher Ilinar couldn't help but sigh. She and Droste had just separated in just over a day, and meeting them again made her heart beat faster.

I miss Droste very much, too.

Although she thought so in her heart, Teacher Irinale did not show it.

Teacher Ilinal tapped Droste's head gently and said with a smile.

"It hasn't been that long since we've been apart, and the teacher is covered in potions from the infirmary. Do you like that?"

Drost blinked and said calmly, "Of course, of course I miss the faint smell of disinfectant on the teacher, and the rich scent of roses on the teacher."

"Anyway, I just want to miss it very much."

Looking at Droste's genuine and simple eyes, Teacher Ilinal was also a little dazed.

It has been a long time since I last met such an outstanding child, and he was thinking about me.

"Okay, teacher knows you miss it very much."

"Come, sit down."

Having said this, Mrs. Irinale stood up and stretched.

The beautiful curves trembled slightly, directly stealing most of the light in the room and also stealing Droste's attention.

Even an ordinary loose white coat could not hide Teacher Irina's graceful curves and charming face.

"You sit down first, and the teacher will go and draw the curtains."

"I will come and treat Droste-san's body later~"

Teacher Ilinar stood up and locked the door of the health room, then drew the curtains, and the health room fell into darkness.

Gently unbuttoning her white coat, Teacher Irinale sat next to Droste, holding him in her arms and resting her head on his shoulder.

"When you miss the teacher, the teacher is also thinking about you."

"Except for physical education class, you are rarely seen coming to the health room to see the teacher. The teacher here is quite free."

As she spoke, Mrs. Irina glanced at him seductively. Her willow-like eyes, with narrow tails, seemed to shine like stars in the sky. However, there was a hint of loneliness on her face. Apart from her good friend, Teacher Fremea, there were hardly many people coming to Teacher Irina's health room.

She sits here every day doing what she wants to do and studying pharmacy.

Although the leisurely job gave him a lot of free time, there were not many entertainment activities in this different world.

Such time seems a bit redundant, and for a monster girl with a long life, such time must be spent finding something to think about for a long time.

"It's mainly because I don't have much free time on weekdays. I didn't come to Teacher Ilinal's place just to stay for ten minutes."

As he said this, Droste blinked his eyes, put his arms around teacher Irina's slender waist, and greedily sucked in the scent of teacher Irina's body like a child.

"You, you are just smooth-talking."

Having said that, Teacher Irinale really enjoyed Droste's warm hands.

His palms tightly wrapped around his back, giving him a warm feeling.

"How can you be so glib? This is my sincere statement."

"You have to prove to the teacher how sincere you are."

Hearing what Teacher Ilinal said, Droste smiled.

"No problem, Teacher Ilinal will take care of it."

Enjoying the warm embrace of Teacher Ilinal and the lingering fragrance.

Droste slowly reached out his hand and kissed the teacher's thin and tender lips.

While allowing the other party to get close to him, Droste placed his hand gently on Teacher Ilinal's hair, stroking it softly.

Droste didn't know what to say about this infatuation with Teacher Irina, which was difficult to replicate, but he could clearly feel how important he was to Teacher Irina.

Droste, who came here with a purpose, felt a little sorry, but there was nothing he could do.

The gentle original self in the previous life was the one that Teacher Ilinar liked, and I simply accepted my identity in the previous life and accepted this fate.

Opening his eyes slightly, Droste looked at Teacher Ilinal in front of him, frowning from time to time and snorting from time to time.

Some low voices escaped from Teacher Ilinal's throat and filled the small health room.

After being intimate for a while, time passed slowly.

Droste let out two long breaths, looked at Teacher Irinar, whose cheeks were slightly red, hesitated for a moment, and then stated his purpose.

"Actually, I came to see the teacher today because I need help with a few things."

"If there is no teacher, I don't know what to do. I hope the teacher can help me."

Teacher Ilinal felt happy when she heard this.

I have finally become important in Droste's heart. With the development of our relationship now, I will go to Droste's room again in the future.

As relationships become closer, so will behaviors that become more intimate.

I'm really looking forward to it. I'm really looking forward to that time.

Teacher Ilinal thought so, leaned gently on Droste's shoulder, and spoke with a smile.

"So if you have any specific questions, you can tell the teacher directly, and the teacher will do his best to help you."

"Whatever is required, whatever needs to be done."

"To put it bluntly, Droste, you pulled me out of that dark valley. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even know how I could support myself and persist in living."

"My own life has become a useless stone, and it is impossible for it to shine brightly."

(End of this chapter)