Chapter 25, Leg Ring

"Miss Isabel, shall I go first?"

Droster stood at the door and said goodbye to Mrs. Isabel.

"OK, go ahead."

Isabel nodded, not daring to look Droste in the eye. What happened last night was so embarrassing that she still hadn't recovered from it.

"Well, then remember to wake Phoenix up. She's probably still sleeping. I mentioned you to her, so it shouldn't be too awkward."

Droste smiled, his tone light.

"Yeah..." Isabel agreed softly, a little dazed.

Seeing that Mrs. Isabel did not respond, Droste took two steps forward.

He gently hugged Mrs. Isabel.

Isabel in her arms wanted to push him away gently, but her arms were weak, just like her thighs.

"Don't... there are so many people here, little shop owner..."

Her eyelashes fluttered and her body felt a little limp.

In the familiar light fragrance, Isabel's expression couldn't help but change again.

"Okay, but doesn't Miss Isabel like it?"

After saying that, Droste leaned over and buried his head in Mrs. Isabel's neck, sniffing the rich scent.

"Well...I like it..."

Isabel struggled for a while, her face turned red with shame, and her pointed ears were also stained.

My heart started beating wildly as I thought about what happened last night.

Isabel tightened her legs.

"Okay, then Miss Isabel, I'll be leaving first. See you later."

Droste smiled, stopped teasing Isabel, waved his hand and left.

"Um……"

Isabel covered her beating chest and watched the dark green-haired figure getting farther and farther away.

Phew, the little shop owner... is really getting bolder and bolder...

I am also... becoming more and more depraved.

Patting her cheeks, Isabel turned around and went upstairs to change her clothes, then knocked on the door of room 201 next door.

Phoenix just happened to come out.

The two met each other.

Isabel spoke first: "Hello, are you the new tenant?"

As Isabel spoke, her gaze involuntarily fell on the girl in front of her.

The black windbreaker was very large, but it couldn't completely cover the girl's slender and white legs.

She wore a brown fitted skirt and a white shirt, giving off a very student vibe.

She has two flaxen ponytails and two furry ears on top of her head.

"Is she still a girl from the cat tribe?"

"Yes! Hello, Miss Elf!"

After the two introduced themselves, they became familiar with each other.

But it is indeed a bit strange to chat at the door of the room.

Isabelle was just about to say that she was going to the dessert shop.

Phoenix suddenly slapped her head and said, "Sister Elf, school is about to start! I'm leaving first!"

After saying that, Phoenix moved her thighs and ran towards the school.

"Are you so anxious..."

Isabel looked at the direction she was running, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something. She whispered, "This direction looks familiar?"

……

"Morning, Droste."

Just as Droste stood at the door of his school, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

Droste turned his head and saw a familiar face.

His best friend and his only good friend in the class.

Raymond Patrick Tansey

Patrick patted Droste's shoulder gently.

"How was your vacation? Are you... okay? Don't think about those sad things."

Droste shrugged.

"That's all. Let's go to school first."

After saying that, Droste took the lead and walked into this magnificent school.

……

There was no discussion, and no one greeted him. The predecessor, Drost, was a complete nobody in this school, and almost no one paid attention to him.

Droste was also happy to be free, otherwise so many people would come to disturb him.

The identity of the time traveler would be easily exposed. Although he had the memories of his past life, his personality was completely different.

As the teacher came in, everyone stopped discussing. Drost looked up at the young teacher in front of him, who was also his homeroom teacher.

Peter Fremea Severon.

A very simple and casual ponytail, paired with big black-framed glasses.

She was wearing a simple suit with a tight waist, making her look slim.

The gray suit skirt covers the knees, and below is the tender white long legs matched with white mid-calf socks.

Fremea put her hands on the podium.

"Classmates, there is a transfer student in our class. Please take good care of him."

Fremea finished speaking and shouted towards the door.

"Come in quickly."

Everyone's eyes were focused on the figure at the door.

Legs. The first thing that stepped in was a pair of slender and white legs.

There is also a black leg ring on the leg.

Droste was curious.

What are you doing?
Isn't this the same outfit as my tenant Phoenix?
Why does it look so familiar?

As more girls came in, Droste was also stunned.

Phoenix walked in, her pointed ears twitching. She was still wearing the black windbreaker that Droste was very familiar with, but she had changed into a shirt and a short skirt underneath, which made her look more like a student.

She stood on the podium in a pretentious manner and bowed to everyone.

"Hello everyone, I'm Phoenix, please take care of me."

After saying that, she bowed to everyone again with a very sincere attitude.

Patrick, who was sitting in front of Droste, turned around and whispered to Droste.

"What a cute cat girl! It would be great if I could get to know him."

"Well, yes." Droste smiled awkwardly.

Phoenix on the stage also scanned the class, and then she saw the dark green-haired demon.

Fremea said, "Phoenix-san, please find a seat here and see where you would like to sit."

Phoenix pointed to the area of ​​Droste and said, "Teacher, I'll sit over there."

"Hey, brother, he's coming over." Patrick nudged Droste's desk excitedly.

"Oh, just come over." Droste's tone was a little flat.

"Come on, that's Kitty Girl, aren't you excited?" Patrick said with some distress.

Although there are many monster girls in our class, this is the first time I have seen such a cute cat girl. Can you show some respect? Droste! "

"Oh." Droste nodded calmly.

"Forget it, I don't care about you. I want to see where she is going to sit. She didn't point at me just now, did she? Could it be that...?"

Patrick was a little excited and quickly smoothed his greasy brown hair.

"Although my dream is to be an elementary school teacher, and it's okay to like loli, but... that's a cat girl!"

"Haha, it's possible." Droste nodded slightly, holding back his laughter.

One of the three great illusions in the world is that she might like me.

I didn't expect that there would be such an illusion in the other world. It turns out that this is a consensus among humans.

There are bootlickers everywhere.

Phoenix carried her schoolbag, seeing Patrick's excited, confused, shocked and lost expressions.

She walked over to Droste and sat next to him.

She poked Droste's arm and said softly, "Why are you here too? Evil demon!"

“I go to school here.”

"Humph, the dark forces are really everywhere, damn evil demons."

The two were arguing, and Patrick was already a little

Patrick turned around and looked at Droste in shock: "Do you really know him? Are you so familiar with him?"

Drost nodded, but Phoenix said, "I am temporarily hiding in the house of the Dark Minions!"

"Wha...what?" Patrick collapsed.

"I have a house, so she rented a room and moved in."

Droste explained aloud.

Then he saw Patrick's eyes suddenly dim.

"Damn rich people! I...I still like loli..."

Droste patted his shoulder and said, "Don't think about those sad things..."

Patrick recalled the words he had said to comfort Droste at the school gate, and his expression was resentful.

"How dare you use my magic against me, Droste!"

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