Droste narrowed his eyes, made a hushing gesture towards Bernadette, and then pretended to have a very innocent expression, but he still held the back of Bernadette's head with his hand.

"President Bernadette! The dance is about to begin."

“Are you on the mic!?”

The voice coming out of the microphone was a little anxious. Bernadette felt such a strong sense of responsibility that she wanted to reply immediately and tell him that she was listening to him.

But Droste's actions made her speechless, and her voice was muffled in her pink mouth. The feeling of wanting to do something but being controlled and unable to do it made President Bernadette, who liked to have some control over everything, suddenly feel a strong sense of discomfort all over her body.

This feeling of discomfort was not that of discomfort, but rather a kind of numbness that made her body and mind sensitive to the feeling, which inexplicably made her feel somewhat happy.

Being restrained... being bound...

Her breathing became rapid, her heartbeat accelerated, her fingers even tightened unconsciously, and her palms began to sweat. The secretion of adrenaline mixed with the pleasant dopamine made Bernadette suddenly begin to enjoy this feeling.

Ah! It feels so good. Is this the feeling of being a puppet controlled by anyone?

"Uuuuuuu..."

"Lady Bernadette...are you listening?"

"Well……!!!"

"What happened to Lady Bernadette? Is there anyone near Lady Bernadette? Can you report his condition?"

Just when the only voice in the black headset was the student union member seeking help asking again and again, and there was no other voice.

Irene suddenly responded.

"We have to listen to what Lady Bernadette said. What we have to do now is to stay calm and handle the matter cleanly."

"But for now, you wait while the other members look for Lady Bernadette's location."

"Yes!"

"Report to Lady Irene, Lady Bernadette is not seen at the front desk!"

"Lady Irene, it seems that Lady Bernadette is not at the venue!"

"Oh no..." Irene's mind suddenly flashed with the hesitant words of Lady Bernadette just now. She suddenly realized that she might be unwell or too busy recently!
When I thought about how Bernadette had been preparing for the student union's activities recently, often working late at night and getting up very early! Although Bernadette was still so perfect and flawless, Irene still carefully noticed that Bernadette was a little haggard!

Could it be that haggard look? That’s why Lady Bernadette can’t find anyone now! Was she injured somewhere? Did she fall? Or what? ! ?
Irene began to get anxious.

But Bernadette, who heard it clearly in the headset, had already put that matter behind her and began to enjoy it. Her tongue licked her teeth, bringing a tingling sensation.

Although Bernadette often likes to play pranks, she has a strong sense of responsibility, which is also the education of their nobles. However, Droste blocked her way and made her speechless, and even poked her cheek cunningly.

"What's wrong? President Bernadette? Everyone is looking for you." Droste spoke in a low voice beside Lady Bernadette's ear, but Bernadette seemed to not care at all and focused on the things in front of her.

Feeling that familiar feeling, Droste couldn't help but wonder if he had gone too far and was Lady Bernadette really going to turn into a perfect ball of fluff?

With the mentality that Bernadette still had to go on stage to speak, Droste was too lazy to tease her anymore and let go of Bernadette.

"Haaah...Haaah, cough cough cough." Bernadette suddenly broke away and breathed in big gulps of fresh air. Her face turned red because of the feeling of suffocation.

Also feeling Droste's intentions, Bernadette stuck out her pink, slug-like tongue, then adjusted her earphones, exhaled slowly, and spoke into the earphones.

"Everyone, I'm in the equipment room. Let's go to the auditorium now."

"It's Lady Bernadette! Lady Bernadette where have you been!?"

"Have you found Lady Bernadette? I missed you so much!"

"Cough." Bernadette cleared her throat, and the noisy sound in the headset immediately quieted down.

"Let's focus on the stage first, and put other things aside for now. Let's all get moving."

"Yes!"

Clicking the headset, Bernadette mouthed to Droste: "I'm going to the stage, you stay here, contact me if you need anything."

Drost nodded and watched President Bernadette, whose clothes were disheveled, put on her clothes little by little. Her beautiful and plump body began to be hidden little by little, and her proud figure was hidden in the slim-fitting shirt.

Bernadette then tied her bow tie and walked out the door.

That sharp temperament and cold appearance were completely different from the confused Bernadette in the equipment room at the beginning.

Droste shook his head and lay down again.

……

In this noisy world, Droste sat alone in the corner of the equipment room, quietly listening to the sounds outside.

His ears were filled with laughter, applause, conversation, and the occasional musical melody; these sounds mixed together to form the unique background sound of the campus festival.

The light in the equipment room was soft, and various audio equipment were neatly arranged, as if waiting for Droste's instructions. However, at this moment, Droste's attention was not on these equipment. His eyes looked through the half-open window to the lively stage outside.

What would Teacher Ilinal be doing at this time? Should we go and look for her?

Droste did it right away. He stretched out his hand and waved it slightly in the air, feeling the flow of the air. Then he slowly stood up and used his magic screen.

[Teacher Ilinal, where are you? ]

Soon, Droste received a reply from Teacher Ilinal.

[I'm in the corridor outside the health room with teacher Fremea. What's going on, Droste?]

In the outer corridor of the health room? That's not far from the equipment room.

Droste calculated the walking distance and walked to the playground outside the auditorium, then walked another one or two hundred meters towards the health room.

Then just go ahead.

[I miss Teacher Ilinal a little bit, but unfortunately I don’t have any photos to satisfy my craving. ] Droste replied by tapping the screen and typing a wronged expression. (End of this chapter)