As for the remaining points, Droste was going to take them all now. There weren't many left. He would just take them all right there and then.

As Droste thought about this, his consciousness touched the turntable. Then the turntable began to spin with a swirling light.

Five colors appeared in front of him in a cycle, then disappeared. Then the screen went black.

A purple light appeared, followed by the color of blue sky and white clouds, and Droste took a closer look at the purple prop.

It's called Disguise Potion*3.

It can greatly improve a person's disguise level, indirectly deceive others, and increase the degree of credibility.

"This is a good thing. Isn't President Bernadette going to find someone to disguise him later? This thing should be useful."

Thinking of this, Droste also put these things into his system backpack.

He counted his belongings again.

There are still many things in it that it cannot use, or has not used. In fact, it doesn't know where these props can be used. They are tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.

Just as Droste was thinking this, his magic screen suddenly vibrated.

【Teacher Ilinal sent a message.】

When Drost went in and took a look, he was instantly shocked by the contents inside.

Inside was the dress-up show of teacher Ilinal mentioned earlier. The pink nurse uniform made Droste's throat tighten instantly.

Teacher Irina's explosive figure, coupled with her charming and mature face, made her look like a perfect and plump nurse who was about to burst out from the magic screen. The charming and enchanting feeling was as if the rich scent of Damascus rose from Teacher Irina's body was about to overflow.

Droste felt that Nangong Wenya had touched his head and that his intelligence had been lowered, as if he had been bewitched.

[Hey, Drost-san, why are you ignoring me? ]

Droste then realized that Teacher Irinaer had said something in this pile of pictures. He quickly replied:
[Teacher Ilinal is stunned. I’m really sorry.]

[Can you tell me in advance next time? Otherwise I will have to take a heart-attack pill. ]

[This kind of situation is really hard to control, teacher.]

"Puchi." Teacher Ilinar burst out laughing, her face as beautiful as a flower.

[Droste is really good at talking. Did he learn this kind of words specifically to trick the teacher? ]

[No, the teacher doesn't believe me yet. I... I am the most innocent and honest kid in the whole school, the one with the Irina flower on my chest.]

[My classmates all call me the honest and reliable young man.]

Teacher Ilinal was amused by his words and burst into laughter again, then she tapped the magic screen with her scallion-white fingers.

[You, I wonder where you learned this evil mind, specifically to deceive girls. ]

[How is that possible? Teacher Irinaer must have misunderstood me. Her heart is clear to see!]

[Hmph! Okay! I won't talk nonsense with you anymore, you little rascal.] Teacher Irina thought for a moment, covered her chest with one hand, and then tapped it gently.

[I am in the health room now, and I am still wearing this dress. Do you want to see it...? ]

After sending the message, Teacher Ilinar gently touched the screen again and again, waiting for the other party's message.

If other students saw Teacher Ilinal like this, they would probably be shocked.

This feeling of waiting for others to send messages was completely inconsistent with Teacher Irina's usual intellectual appearance. No one would have thought that Teacher Irina would toss and turn here because of waiting for a message from a male student. This waiting time felt like a long time, so long that Teacher Irina counted 30 seconds in her mind. Her heartbeat seemed to be synchronized with the ticking of the second hand, but each beat seemed abnormally slow, as if carrying endless desire and expectation.

[Sure, but today is the school festival, I might not be able to leave.] Droste replied to her, and he did seem to be quite busy.

[Then...how about visiting the teacher's home? ]

[Yes... no problem, Teacher Irina! ]

[Okay, then you go ahead and get busy. We have a lot to do at the school festival.]

【it is good. 】

Teacher Irinaer clutched the collar of her pink nurse's station, patted her chest gently, and let out a long breath.

Droste did not refuse him, so when the time comes he just needs to prepare himself. Although his nurse uniform is already prepared, the things to wear underneath are not yet ready.

Then I will show Droste what Spider Girl’s body management is and the true charm of a lace set.

Thinking of this, Teacher Ilinal curled up the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly.

……

Equipment indoors.

Droste looked at the impressive figure of teacher Irinale on the screen, while urging teacher Fremea to post new pictures.

Now Droste has made an agreement with the teacher. When the time comes, he will have to visit teacher Ilinal's home. He hopes he can hand in enough things to satisfy teacher Ilinal.

If you are not well prepared, then take it slow. Although we are going to teacher Irina's house, Droste has not agreed to go on a certain day.

Droste listened to the voice in the headset, and there was still some time, so he slid his fingers across the screen.

【Where is Tutu? I am Grandpa Niu! 】

【Picture! 】

【？】 Teacher Fremea had no idea what Droste was talking about, but she also knew that this picture was what she was going to post.

After hesitating for a while, Teacher Fremea still sent it out silently.

The picture shows her pair of long white legs and her delicate waist in the mirror.

She was also wearing a black skirt today, which was slim and charming, but it was not convenient for taking pictures. So in order to take a few pictures of the hateful Droste that he wanted, Teacher Fremea lifted the hem of her skirt up to her thighs when taking pictures.

The corseted skirt outlined her waistline, and she lifted the hem of the skirt with both hands, revealing her white and tender thighs from under the skirt to her ankles.

Those slender legs are straight and long, with smooth lines, like a work of art drawn with the purest lines.

In the dim light of the bathroom, her legs had a light luster, like white jade kissed by moonlight.

The white and tender skin on the thigh is as delicate as silk and as smooth as jade, making people want to touch it gently.

These pictures on the magic screen tempted Droste's sight, making him want to tear the skirt open and enjoy the pleasure of having the legs under the skirt resting on his shoulders.

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