Chapter 136 Teacher, is coming out

In the neat and cool teacher's office, the air is filled with a faint scent of ink, making it seem particularly fresh.

There were a few works of calligraphy by unknown people hanging on the wall, with strong and powerful strokes. There were a few documents and books placed on the heavy desk.

Sitting on a plain and expensive nanmu chair, the noble and elegant teacher Fremeia was thinking.

"call--"

Exhaling a long breath, Teacher Fremea unconsciously rubbed her desk lightly with her slender fingertips.

Then he laid his feet flat and changed from his usual indoor shoes to his own low-heeled shoes.

Looking at her low-heeled shoes, which had nothing to do with the socks she was wearing, after thinking for a moment, Teacher Fremea walked into the changing room again.

Sit down and stretch your legs out.

Teacher Fremeia slowly took off her thin black stockings. As the black stockings slid down, her fair and slender thighs were revealed. Her calves were tight and her thighs were plump, like flawless porcelain.

The black and white contrast makes people salivate.

But Teacher Fremea was completely used to her legs, and she casually took out a new pair of stockings from the cupboard.

As the black gradually covered the white, the slender legs were also trapped in the stockings.

The five slightly bent toes were neatly arranged, and the arch of the foot hooked on the top of the stockings, with an almost perfect curve.

This time, she changed into a pair of suspender stockings, which revealed a circle of plump, pudding-like flesh on her tight long legs.

With a final light bounce, the thigh flesh and stockings made a "pop" sound.

Seeing herself dressed appropriately and beautifully in the mirror, Teacher Fremea nodded approvingly.

Let’s go to the health room.

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"Da da da."

The sunlight poured in through the window at the end of the corridor, forming golden spots that covered the entire corridor.

The air was filled with the unique freshness and vitality of the campus, accompanied by the laughter on the performance playground, forming a vivid campus landscape painting.

With the sound of the heavy wooden door of the teacher's office closing, Teacher Fremea walked in the empty corridor.

Her steps were graceful, her high heels making crisp tapping sounds as they hit the ground, and the rhythm was brisk and full of rhythm.

The two male students saw Teacher Fremea coming and quickly moved out of the way, muttering softly.

"Teacher Fremea is so beautiful."

"Yes, like a fairy in the sky."

As a vampire who has lived for hundreds of years, Teacher Fremea could actually hear these words, but she didn't care.

With a faint, yet unapproachable smile on her lips, Teacher Fremea continued walking towards the health room.

There are some beautiful plants planted on both sides of the road in the Aretes Royal School, bathed in the sun and emitting a fragrance.

Some are bright, some are elegant, and some are strange in shape.

Then Teacher Fremea moved her gaze away from the flower and looked at the pure white building in the distance.

Medical care room.

"Why is Irina still keeping the door closed in broad daylight?"

Such doubts flashed through Teacher Freya's mind, but she didn't think much about it. She slowly walked to the door of the health room and knocked gently.

Before the people inside could respond, Teacher Fremea pushed the door open and walked in. The curtains were drawn, the light in the room became soft, and a quiet atmosphere seemed to permeate the air.

Through the dim light, Teacher Fremea did not see Teacher Irinare, but only saw a male student rummaging through something next to the cabinet.

There won't be any thieves in the Aretes Royal School.

Teacher Fremea didn't think much about it, and her cold voice rang out in this small health room.

"Student, have you seen Teacher Ilinal?"

As soon as the words fell, Teacher Fremea's nose trembled slightly.

Why is there a strange smell in this health room? It doesn't smell like the usual disinfectant.

However, Teacher Fremea herself was not familiar with the cause of this smell, let alone knowing that it was the smell leaking from some abnormal seal on the cabinet.

Secondly, because of the recent anemia, my sensory abilities have declined to a relatively low level, so this smell is even less obvious to me.

So Teacher Fremea didn't think much about it. She kept her eyes on the back of the boy, staring at his well-fitting white shirt and slightly tense shoulder blades.

Short dark green hair... looks familiar?
Because Droste was too marginal, Teacher Fremea didn't think of him at once.

She slowly sat down on a chair near the door of the health room, slightly crossed her legs, and waited for the boy's answer.

Droste's body trembled slightly when Teacher Fremea knocked on the door, trying to escape from the deep and bottomless black hole in front of him.

But he had no way out, and Teacher Irinar grabbed his body and held on tightly, not wanting him to let go.

Droste was in a state of confusion and suffered from the double test of physical and mental stress.

But he couldn't show it, and just replied slowly as if he was thinking.

"Um... that... Teacher Ilinal seems to have gone out for something and is not in the health room now."

The voice was neither fast nor slow, but there was a slight tremor, which made people feel a little concerned.

"Have you gone out yet?"

Teacher Fremea pondered for a moment, trying to figure out why Irinale had gone out, but she couldn't think of one.

It's clearly class time and work time. Isn't it inappropriate for Teacher Ilinal to leave the health room like this?

And based on Teacher Fremea's understanding of Irina, she would usually stay in the health room in case of an emergency.

Why did you go out suddenly?

After thinking for a while but getting no results, Teacher Fremea nodded and asked casually.

"Is that so...Okay then...But anyway, classmate, what are you doing over there?"

"Since Teacher Ilinal is not in the health room, isn't it inappropriate for you to stay here?"

Droste, who was pretending to be looking for something, froze and suddenly felt an enormous pressure coming towards his holy sword.

He was like a small stone under pressure, surrounded and squeezed from all sides.

Hearing what Teacher Fremea said, not only Droste felt the pressure, but Teacher Irinale in front of him was even more nervous.

The slender ankles exert force, the soles of the feet are slightly bent, outlining the perfect arch of the foot, and the five agate-like toes are curled as hard as possible, expressing the owner's inner tension.

Just this tense feeling almost made Droste burst.

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