In the dessert shop, when Droste heard Mrs. Isabel's voice, he couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, got it!" Droste smiled and began to clean up the water stains and mess on the floor, wiping them clean with tissues.

Mrs. Isabel was indeed quite vigorous today, and even Droste's holy body could not resist it.

After packing up the things in the dessert shop, the two of them let out a long sigh and looked at each other with sparkling eyes.

"Let's go home together."

"Okay~"

……

When I returned to my apartment, it suddenly started to drizzle.

After tidying up, Droste lay on his bed, ready to go to school tomorrow. The wonderful and fulfilling weekend had passed, and what followed were the hard days of school.

The cool wind caused by the rain blew in from the window. Bai Ze was very well behaved today and did not even make a noise.

Everything was so comfortable that Droste felt lazy and wanted to sleep.

Suddenly, he felt a faint breath coming, just outside his window. Droste sensed it slightly and found it to be a very familiar breath.

It's Nicolede.

Nicolede made herself somewhat dissatisfied and somewhat fearful.

However, she did not step into her room, but just stood outside the window, some distance away from the room, so she could only see a little bit of the light in the room.

So honest today? He even took a few steps back and stood on the fence outside the window. Is he so polite?
Droste looked at the shadowy figure outside the window, standing in the gradually drizzling rain, and glanced at the current time.

It was almost eight or nine o'clock, and the weather outside was a little cool. Nicolade just stood there, not coming closer or saying anything.

Just standing there quietly.

“So long-lasting… ? I’d like to see.” Droste took a glance and then went about his own business.

Almost an hour passed before Droste finished showering, washing up, and organizing his things.

When he sat down at his little desk again and turned on the desk lamp, the warm light shone on Droste's face again.

Droste seemed to remember something at this moment, and looked towards the windowsill outside. The figure was still in the same place on the wall not far from the windowsill. The black and white maid outfit made the figure look elegant and gentle, even in the not-so-heavy rain.

Like a bunch of elegant gardenias, it stands tall and graceful.

"That kind of naughty temperament... can it wait so long?" Droste muttered softly, and his impression of Niguled became more fickle.

Sometimes they have terribly low emotional intelligence, and are naughty and cunning.

But sometimes the way of dealing with people is actually quite good, just like now, putting yourself in a weak position and begging for forgiveness from the superior is a very effective method.

Although he knew that Nigrede was acting, he had to admit that Droste felt sympathy for her.

As he pondered, Droste remembered an anecdote from his past life, "Carrying a thorn stick to ask for forgiveness."

Although standing outside in the cold wind for an hour and getting caught in a drizzle was not as painful as carrying a thorny branch, it was indeed a punishment proposed by the other party.

It is also related to one's own sense of belonging, so one must pay a little attention to it.

Thinking of this, Droste knocked on his desk, making a "knock knock knock" sound, and then said to the outside of the window: "Come in, don't stand." The voice was not loud, but Droste believed that it could reach Niguled's ears.

At night, Albedo, disguised as "Nigredo", stood on the wall for a full hour, watching Droste moving back and forth, taking a shower, blowing his hair, and tidying up the bed he had made long ago, but she didn't pay any attention to the window.

My mood couldn't help but become a little heavy.

She transformed into the succubus Nigred, and was quite pretty, but Droste let her stand outside the window for such a long time, showing no sympathy or even any expression. It seemed...

Today, his sister Nicolede has completely angered this strong man, and he no longer cares about Nicolede at all.

Thinking of this, Albedo felt that she would have to make some sacrifices in order to restore her sister's image in Droste's heart.

Hearing Droste's voice, Albedo spread her black wings, turned into a black shadow, and flew up.

As soon as she arrived at Droste's room, she bent down on one knee, sincere and frank, looking like she was ready to be manipulated.

"Lord Droste, I am very sorry for what happened this afternoon. I have offended you and I beg for your forgiveness. I am willing to do anything to get your forgiveness."

The black skirt with white lace spread on the ground, spreading out in a circle like a flower, highlighting the charming and beautiful woman, Nicolaïde, in the middle.

She has a graceful manner and an extremely sincere attitude, which is impeccable.

Droste hesitated for a moment and replied, "It's not that serious, but don't make such unreasonable requests again."

"Otherwise you can go back to your sister and learn some etiquette from her."

"Yes……"

"Get up, the matter is over, don't bother me anymore."

"Is it really over? My Lord!" Albedo shouted pretending to be very excited, but was glared at by Droste.

"Yes, don't ask anymore. Learn some etiquette from your sister and stop shouting like that."

"Yes..." Albedo lowered her head and pursed her lips.

What is this? A compliment in person?
Albedo thought for a moment and then lowered her head and asked.

"Has Lord Droste already met my sister?"

"Well... I guess so." Droste was surprised at Albedo's sharpness, but after thinking about it, he guessed that there was nothing to hide between sisters, and they were both in this together.

"I went to see your sister today. Is there any problem with your funds? I see you still haven't renovated the lower level."

Albedo was slightly startled, then nodded.

"Yes, there is no lower level for the time being. The main reason is that my sister has quit her job, and then my sister and I... have no income for the time being."

"Well, if your sister is willing, you can discuss writing a book with me. I have a lot of ideas, similar to the previous manuscript."

"If she needs help, I can offer some ideas along those lines."

"Really?! Is this true?!"

Albedo, who was pretending to be Nigret, suddenly became excited. If Droste could really help, then her book would be saved! (End of this chapter)