"Ah!"

Teacher Fremeia in the office suddenly sneezed. She pulled her suit jacket closer, looked around, then put her hand on her forehead and sighed in frustration.

He couldn't help it and sucked blood again.

She remembered everything she had just done. In a daze, she seemed to have made a promise to Droste, promising that he would do anything for her.

She felt a little nervous when she thought that Droste would use something like this to negotiate a deal with her.

The teacher has lost his qualifications! His reputation has been ruined!

It would be so embarrassing if it gets out!
If he threatened me to do something abominable, should I do it? What if Drost was an evil person?

Damn it, why does Droste have this blood, and the effect is so good.

Thinking of this, Teacher Fremeia took out a small mirror from the cabinet under the table. Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw that she was radiant and her spirit was much better than before.

Although she disliked it, the effect of Droste's blood was the best quality of blood she had ever absorbed. This high-quality blood transformed teacher Fremea's body from head to toe, making her not only mentally better, but also physically and in all aspects of magic skills, which were better than she had imagined.

It is no exaggeration to say that her body has gradually adapted to this high-purity blood and has begun to evolve her body based on this high-purity blood.

It is said that women are made of water, and Teacher Fremea is the embodiment of blood among vampires. Today's Teacher Fremea can challenge the three former Teacher Fremea teachers in terms of combat power.

And it's effortless.

"Such delicate skin..."

Teacher Fremea looked at herself in the mirror and stroked her face. The delicate skin and almost invisible pores, everything was so natural and beautiful.

"Oh, forget it. Since I've promised you this, this is all I can do."

With a sigh, Teacher Fremea showed a bad face and looked at the sky outside the window. "But... if it really comes to that... no, no, I'm still a virgin...

I hope DeRoss is too extreme. If it's like... what happened in the ward, I can still do it...

Other things...tying her up, hanging her high, centipedes, no! "

After walking out of Teacher Fremea's office, Droste had already reached the edge of the school's big stage and could no longer hear Teacher Fremea's mumbling.

On the stage, colorful lights flickered, rendering the whole scene dreamlike. The rhythm of the music was cheerful and infectious, and the melody jumped in the air, inspiring everyone's enthusiasm for dancing.

Droste even saw the fat Patrick on it. He couldn't see clearly what clothes he was wearing, but the figure was very familiar.

Watching his youthful classmates dancing on the stage, Droste gradually fell into deep thought.

Somehow, he suddenly remembered his childhood.

He was like this when he was a child, looking forward to the arrival of festivals so that they could hold various activities and have a rest instead of attending classes. "Oh..." Drost suddenly let out a breath, walked onto a lawn, and watched everyone dancing and their lively expressions.

He simply leaned back and lay on the lawn. He picked up a piece of green grass from beside him and put it in his mouth and chewed it gently.

A slightly astringent taste immediately spread from his mouth, keeping his mind clear.

Everyone was busy working in an orderly manner, except for Droste, who was lying on the grass to rest. This feeling suddenly made him feel alienated, as if he was looking at the people on the ground from the sky, from the perspective of a god.

Everyone is like an ant.

While I was daydreaming, not far away, the petite Irene was looking for Droste. The great Lady Bernadette was looking for him, but he was hiding and being lazy!
It's really too arrogant and disregards the dignity of Lady Bernadette.

Irene thought angrily and clenched her fists. When she found him, she must teach him a lesson. She had endured it for so long, she had to take action!
Exercise your rights as a senior and let Droste know what it means to respect the elderly and love the young, and what the true dignity of Lady Bernadette is.

Those who want to trample on the dignity of Master Bernadette and ignore Master Bernadette's words will be severely punished one day! !

Thinking of this, Irene searched more diligently. She looked left and right, and finally found the boy sleeping on the grass among the crowd.

That damn dark green hair color and the uniform that doesn't conform to school rules make it obvious that he is Droste.

Irene tried to run forward a few steps and walked to the boy's side.

She found Droste and was about to accuse him when she was suddenly startled when she saw the young man lying on the grass, looking like he was about to fall apart.

Although he is a teenager, his eyes look somewhat aged, with a hint of sadness. His temperament suddenly becomes inexplicably attractive.

It turns out that classmate Droste also has a story?
Shaking her head to get rid of the groundless guess, Irene quickly walked to Droste, squatted beside his head, looked at his closed eyes, and spoke.

"Hey, hey, hurry up, Droste-san. Now is the busiest time for the student union. Don't be lazy here, okay?"

"Yawn..." Droste covered his mouth, blocked his eyes with his hands, slowly sat up, and looked at the petite girl next to him.

"Is there something wrong, Erin?"

The tone was not bad, but it was definitely not polite. Irene puffed her lips and said, "Lady Bernadette asked me to call you. She said that the preparations before the ball are about to begin, and asked you to come over quickly."

"Dance? Is there going to be a dance so soon?"

"Yes, so classmate Droste should stop being lazy, because the highlight of today is coming next." Irene said unhappily, crossed her arms across her chest, and then pointed to the sky.

"It's getting late now, and there will be a dance after dinner, so we have to make arrangements as soon as possible."

Droste patted the grass clippings on his hands and stood up. "Well, no problem, where is Bernadette?" (End of this chapter)