Walking out of the hospital, because of his good mood, Droste felt that the smell of disinfectant was very fresh and natural, just like the faint smell of Spider Lady Teacher Ilinal.

Droste's footsteps echoed in the hospital's white corridors as he walked through bright hallways. The air was filled with the hospital's faint herbal scent and the sounds of patients and doctors talking.

Unexpectedly, when we arrived at the hospital entrance, the Patrick family's carriage was still parked there.

Seeing Droste's butler bowed slightly to him, he knocked on the carriage and whispered:

"Master, Droste is out."

Within seconds, Patrick's movements made the carriage rock slightly.

Patrick jumped down and hugged his good brother Droste.

"Brother, you finally came out. Do you know how long I have been waiting for you?"

Droste slapped his little fat hand away, with a look of disgust and speechlessness on his face, and started to curse:
"I'm here to visit my teacher, not to sit in jail! Can you use your brain before you speak?"

"Ohhhh, so anxious, hahahaha."

Patrick scratched his head, laughed foolishly, and then asked quickly:
"How is it, have you done it? What did teacher Fremea say? Why did teacher Fremea leave you alone?"

"Just tell me to study hard, make progress every day, and then let me work hard. It's that simple."

"It's that simple?"

"Yes, it's that simple."

Droste spread his hands and then asked, "By the way, didn't you see Teacher Ilinal?"

Patrick looked puzzled and asked, "I didn't see it. Why are you suddenly talking about this? Did you see Teacher Ilinal?"

"Oh no, I heard what teacher Fremea said."

"Oh, okay." Patrick nodded, and suddenly realized that this was a damn trick to change the subject. He immediately came to his senses and shouted loudly.

"That's not right. What did teacher Fremea say? Tell me now!"

"I really didn't say anything, believe me." Droste said sincerely, silently complaining in his heart.

He was just humming and hesitating, very busy.

"Well, if only I had a good relationship with Teacher Fremea, I could have attended the dance with her. Unfortunately, I was born at the wrong time."

"The teacher became my teacher, and I was just a rich student. He was on one side, and I was on the other side, watching her from afar."

"..."

Don’t say this kind of literature where one end is me and the other end is her tombstone, you bastard!
As Droste looked at the sympathetic expression on his best friend's face, his lower limit for him was breached again.

But Patrick's words reminded him, and Droste asked seriously: "Why do you say that? Can I dance with the teacher at the masquerade?"

"Yes, as long as the teacher is willing."

"Not only teachers, but also our students and even bad students from other schools will come here to dance. It's called a dance, but it's actually a carnival."

"Usually at this time, men and women are very... open, you know?"

"It's just very brave, even a little bit absurd, but it's all about trying to pursue love, it doesn't matter."

“It’s just about liberating myself.”

Patrick put on a very reliable and sophisticated expression, reached out and patted Droste on the shoulder, giving a meaningful smile.

"Brother, you won't have a good dance partner, right? You must come when the time comes. Even if you don't want to dance, you must go and watch."

"It's going to be fun. You didn't come before, so you have to come this time."

"Brother, I'll show you the world."

That look of contempt for the world, his nostrils almost pointed to the sky.

"Oh? Then I'm looking forward to what Superman Patrick can do." "Huh, confidence is the pinnacle." Patrick smiled confidently.

"Hold it firmly! Steady!"

He made a victory gesture, and Droste was amused by him.

"Okay, okay, let's go back now, my Superman Patrick?"

"Retreat, butler, send them back to Droste first."

"Okay, Master."

……

"See you later."

"Yeah, let's talk later."

Drost waved his hand and jumped off the carriage with a sound. He walked straight and steady along the stone path towards his apartment.

In front of the stone path, next to carefully trimmed shrubs and flower beds, the black gate is tightly closed, and the patterns carved on it look solemn and mysterious.

I opened the door and saw Phoenix's shoes were still there at the door, which meant that Phoenix was still in her room.

What a happy homegirl. She must still be worried about her proactive attack yesterday.

Droste didn't say much. He went downstairs to pour a glass of cold water to relieve his hot mood and returned to his room.

"White Pond."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Ze was on the windowsill, jumping, taking off, flying onto Droste's wrist, looking around.

"My Lord, I missed you so much."

"My Lord, where are you?"

Droste was just sighing at the fact that his room was tidy again and looked very clean, when Bai Ze, who was standing on his arm, suddenly said something that made him frown slightly.

Droste turned his head and looked into Bai Ze's pea-sized black eyes.

"Who taught you this, Bai Ze?"

"Ga gaga, gaga gaga!" Bai Ze suddenly took off, circled in the air, and then flew towards the window. Droste's eyes also followed the black shadow.

Then Droste saw Nicoled squatting on the windowsill.

She is still wearing the black and white maid outfit and still has a very charming face.

Nigredo just squatted there, her eyes met Droste's, and then she blinked.

"Good afternoon, Lord Droste."

"Um, good afternoon." Droste was stunned for a moment, then replied.

Nicolade jumped lightly from the windowsill and finally landed on the floor.

"When did you come? Why are you squatting on the window?"

"Lord Droste, I have been here for a while. I saw that you were not there, so I waited for you for a while."

The maid Nigret bowed slightly and spoke respectfully, but her body and mind were not as calm as she appeared, and she was very excited.

"Oh, okay."

Droste responded nonchalantly before leaning back on his bed, his stomach growling just in time.

"It just so happens that I haven't had lunch yet, so go make me one, no, two, and I'll make one for Phoenix, the little cat girl in the apartment." (End of this chapter)