Chapter 236 Snap your fingers
In Monk City at the end of April, the sun was bright, warm and gentle. The sky showed a clear and elegant blue, and a few white clouds floated leisurely in the air, as if they were embellishments of the sky.

The air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and the fresh scent of grass, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Droste set out on his way to school, the sunlight shining through the sparse leaves on him, casting mottled light and shadows.

Walk up the path and into the school.

After the afternoon classes went smoothly, Droste packed his bag and prepared to go home.

Sitting in his chair and preparing to get up, Patrick in front of him turned around somewhat dejectedly and looked at Droste with tears in his eyes.

"What?" Droste glanced at him, frowned, and looked a little disgusted with his expression.

"I...um, did you come to the dance yesterday?" Patrick was about to speak when he suddenly seemed to remember something and asked.

"not coming."

"Is it fake? Then I feel relieved." Patrick patted his chest, seeming to be relieved of some burden.

Phew... Fortunately, his good friend didn't come, otherwise he would know that his dance partner stood him up and he ate a lot of buffet food for three hours at the party.

Oh my God, Patrick started drooling when he thought about this thing... He was afraid that if his best friends really knew about it, he would be so embarrassed.

Fortunately, Droste didn't know, and Patrick breathed a sigh of relief.

But I didn’t come and I didn’t see that beautiful figure, the girl with the fox mask. If she hadn’t left the stage later, she would definitely have won the ball moon!
Unfortunately, the beauty is only enjoyed by me, Pig Brother.

"But I heard a little about it." Droste changed the subject, looked at Patrick's expression, and smiled a little narrowly.

"It is said that there was a glutton at the venue, and he was the talk of the town."

"Uh... what a coincidence, haha..." Beads of sweat appeared on Patrick's forehead as he laughed.

Now I'm being tortured and I'm sweating all over, brother.

"Yeah, hahahaha, that person couldn't be you."

"No way, no way, that's really... too disgusting."

"Haha...how...is it possible? Oh, stop talking, stop talking. Do you know who Stage Moon is?" A few drops of sweat flowed down Patrick's forehead and he quickly changed the subject.

"I don't know." Droste shook his head. The ball wasn't over yet, but Bernadette was almost unable to hold on, so she didn't continue watching.

"Alina Hader, do you know?"

"do not know."

"Yes, I don't know either. It's a pity that you didn't come to the venue that day. There was a fox masked girl with great temperament. I think she can definitely get the title of Stage Moon."

"Oh? Tell me, I really didn't know that." Droste smiled slightly, a curious smile appearing on his face.

"There is a girl with a beautiful figure and outstanding temperament. She wears a fox mask on her face and a big fox tail behind her. She looks charming and seductive, just like a real fox monster."

"Her outfit looked very revealing and sexy, and there was a fox tail sticking out from her lower back. I didn't know where it came from. It was really scary.

It can’t be what I thought it would be, that’s really exciting! Hehehe.”

"I was so shocked when I saw it, but it's a pity that she left early in the end, otherwise there would be no such thing as Alina."

"Oh, I don't know what she's doing leaving suddenly. She's not going to discuss physiological structure, is she?" "Well, maybe I'll have a chance to see her again in the future." Droste patted Patrick's shoulder with sympathy and comforted him with a smile.

However, as for this outfit, Droste watched Bernadette put it on piece by piece with his own eyes, but it was difficult to tell such an exciting thing to his best friends.

"Too."

……

Droste greeted Patrick and walked towards the Student Union, as if the Student Union was summarizing some activities.

When he was halfway there, Droste's magic screen trembled slightly, and he tapped it to open it.

[When will Drost come to the health room to see the teacher? The teacher misses you very much. ]

After a brief hesitation, Droste typed the message.

[If you really want to, then Teacher Irinaer, please wait until I have a meeting at the Student Union before coming back. I have something to do there.]

[No problem, the teacher will wait for you~]

[Don't leave the charming teacher alone in the health room~]

Droste smiled, walked through rows of classrooms, turned a corner and headed towards the student union meeting room.

Almost everyone was seated in the conference room. Bernadette pointed to a seat for Droste, which was right behind and to the side of Bernadette.

"Now that almost everyone is here, let's start the meeting." Irene looked around and tapped the table.

Everyone was silent.

The main content of this meeting was to summarize yesterday's dance activities. The specific information had nothing to do with Droste, so he sat bored in the chair, looking at President Bernadette in front of him.

President Bernadette placed her hands on her sides and then hooked her finger at Droste.

If President Bernadette could speak at this time, she would definitely say this to Droste.

"What? You actually want to embarrass me in front of the student union members while I'm in a meeting. Humph, I definitely won't give in. Just come on."

Droste understood, slowly took out the second-order Rubik's Cube from his pocket, and then snapped his fingers.

"Of course, this meeting cannot be separated from our great President Bernadette—" Irene's voice stopped abruptly, and everyone's expressions froze in the enthusiasm of that moment.

Bernadette was stunned at first, then quickly turned around, looked at Droste shyly, and said, "Again...?"

"But... I won't give in. Just use your strength to your heart's content."

Droste rubbed her thigh unhappily and glanced at her sideways.

"Since you want it so much, I'll satisfy you first."

Then, with many classmates paused, he slowly touched Bernadette's head and lowered her delicate body.

Bernadette sat at the top of the meeting room, along with her right-hand man, Irene, and other department heads.

But President Bernadette's eyes were not on her student council members at all, and she was forced to turn around and slowly kneel down to a squat position.

(End of this chapter)