Chapter 164 I Really Want Social Security!

The air was thick with the scent of an approaching storm, moist and earthy.

It is going to rain!

Phoenix sniffed, feeling the moisture in the air, but suddenly frowned. She smelled a strong smell of blood on Droste.

"Hey, Droste, why do you smell a bit like blood?"

"Did you try to cross into the Blood Dynasty last night?"

"I had a nosebleed last night." Droste touched his nose very frankly, trying to get over the problem by downplaying it.

"So, you caught a damn vampire? The blood on your body is a vampire's blood bag?"

Phoenix asked, squinting her eyes and pouting her lips, mumbling something.

"Besides, a nosebleed shouldn't smell this strong, the stinking, fishy smell of blood."

"Um... I had a nosebleed and my fingernails flipped over at the same time."

"Then..."

"The toes are also flipped..."

"..."

"Really? Oh! I even killed a really big mosquito."

Phoenix glared at him, turned her head angrily, took two steps forward quickly, and then pretended to slow down.

"Humph, as General Cat's follower, the Black Flame Hero must pay attention to his own image and...protect his...body...if you don't want to say it, then don't say it..."

The tone changed from tough to gentle and considerate, until it became as soft as a mosquito.

"I'm... a little worried about you..."

Phoenix's big furry ears were trembling and her pretty face was slightly red.

She was looking straight ahead, not looking at Droste at all, but her fluttering eyelashes and her tangled fingers twisting around her abdomen all showed her concern for Droste.

"Yes! As you command! Great Cat General Phoenix!"

Droste listened to her with a smile, then slammed his legs together, making a "bang bang bang" sound.

He raised his fist and pounded his chest.

"Long live Hydra!"

Phoenix glanced at him, wrinkled her nose, snorted, and asked curiously at his fanatical look.

"What is Hydra?"

"Ah, we're at school."

Droste looked up at the majestic and magnificent Aretes Royal School and shouted.

He casually grabbed Phoenix's hand and pulled her forward.

"Don't worry about that. Let's go to the classroom! It's going to rain if we don't go to the classroom now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Droste dragged Phoenix towards the classroom.

In the cool morning breeze, the two ran side by side, their figures appearing full of vitality in the interweaving of light and shadow.

Their steps were light and coordinated, one was a delicate and frail cat girl, the other was a slim and well-proportioned vampire.

Running in the wind, Phoenix's pretty face blushed slightly and she said "hmm" softly.

Then, drops of rain fell from the sky, wetting the streets and filling the air with the fragrance of earth.

The rain gradually intensified, and the raindrops hit the roof, the windows, and the leaves, making a crisp sound. Sitting in his seat, a little out of breath, Droste wiped his hair and pointed at the weather outside the window and said to Phoenix.

"How was it? Then we used the water escape technique while running to control the rain from the sky. Otherwise, if it was any later, we would have been outside in the rain."

"Yeah! It's water magic."

"It looks like the Black Flame Hero will be renamed the Black Tide Hero!"

Phoenix put her hands on her hips very seriously and nodded vigorously.

"Hahaha, just call me Little White Dragon of the Waves."

Droste shook himself, smiling and making jokes.

When Phoenix asked him questions in the morning, he was actually a little worried that his own secrets would bring Phoenix some unnecessary troubles.

After all, the smell of blood on my body was really strong, and even after washing for twenty or thirty minutes in the morning, I couldn't wash it off.

So he had no choice but to use this method of mixing and matching to try to get away with it, and then as long as the stupid cat girl Phoenix didn't discover the secret for the time being, he could hide for a while longer.

I wonder if Phoenix had any perception of the thrilling scene last night. In their somewhat dangerous world, it is better not to let Phoenix be involved in this matter.

Thinking of this, Droste couldn't help but sigh at Teacher Fremeia's persistence. She has been working in this school for at least 10 years, and no one has ever discovered this situation.

Should we say that her presence is not strong, or that she hides herself very well?

"Good morning, my dear friend."

Patrick patted his shoulder and said excitedly.

"Ah, good morning."

Droste also stretched out his hand and high-fived him, then slowly sat down.

"You know what? I heard a few students talking at the door. Teacher Fremea actually asked for leave. Teacher Fremea hasn't asked for leave for a long time. This is the first time I heard that she asked for leave."

"Oh my god, I don't know what's wrong with Teacher Fremea. I really want to go see Teacher Fremea."

Patrick touched his face with some regret, looked up at the ceiling, and was daydreaming and thinking.

"When the time comes, I will show my considerate care to Teacher Fremea. Teacher Fremea will definitely be moved by me."

As he thought about this, he laughed secretly.

"Has Teacher Fremea asked for leave?" Recalling the scene of yesterday afternoon, Droste also understood a little.

It seemed that there was a huge amount of healing energy in itself, which made Teacher Fremea unable to hold on. Under such a huge and pure energy, it would take more time to absorb it.

In general, Droste fed too much at one time, causing teacher Fremea to have indigestion.

"Yeah, it doesn't seem like anything serious. Teacher Fremea suddenly asked for leave. She looked pretty good yesterday, but she looked a little haggard."

"He was still in class yesterday afternoon, but he suddenly asked for leave today. I don't know what the specific situation is."

After hearing what Phoenix said, Droste knew it but said he didn't know, and shrugged his shoulders to express his helplessness.

"I don't know. I don't know what happened to Teacher Fremea."

"Yes, Droste, do you want to go see Teacher Fremea after school this afternoon?"

"This is a great opportunity to improve my impression of the mysterious beautiful teacher."

"The key words are: after school, female teacher, hospital bed, serving, black stockings, etc. etc...."

"It sounds like he wants to explode in society!"

Patrick's eyes flashed with a silver light, and he looked at Droste excitedly, expecting his answer.

(End of this chapter)