Bernadette seemed to have caught the loophole in the words and asked quickly, "What if the performance is not good?"

"If you don't perform well, then I will give you a time-space pause and see if you can run home by yourself when the time is up."

"Then how long will your time and space be suspended?"

"Who knows, maybe when you're suddenly running on the street, my magic power will run out." Droste smiled slightly, his tone was very calm, but his words made Bernadette's heart tremble.

“And then, you know what happens.”

"..."

Bernadette swallowed hard, and her pupils shrank rapidly. If it was the situation that Drost described, she really didn't know how to deal with it. If she was seen in front of everyone on the street with that look on her face, it would definitely cause a commotion in Monk City's newspaper office.

"What exactly is that game?"

"Well, since you asked sincerely." Droste put his arm around Bernadette's slender waist and looked her up and down. Bernadette's figure was worthy of being raised under the overnutrition of the nobility, with full breasts and perky buttocks.

Even the slender waist is very obvious, and it doesn't feel soft to the touch, but rather a slightly tough and most comfortable vest line that feels great.

"The game is very simple. If you want to find your precious windbreaker or skirt, just play this hide-and-seek game." Drost raised his face and smiled. "The game is also very simple. I believe President Bernadette can do it. There is a switch on the mask that can cover your eyes. You count down for 60 seconds and then come to find me."

Hide and seek...? In this state?!
"What?!" Even though her mouth was drooling from the sound of saliva dripping from her mouth, Bernadette still exclaimed.

She seemed a little bit unable to believe that she had reached such an exciting moment all of a sudden, and her heart began to beat violently.

But he had no other choice but to obediently push down the blindfold, and his vision suddenly became pitch black.

The atmosphere began to become ambiguous, with an inexplicable sense of tension and excitement.

"You say no, but you're being honest." Bernadette couldn't see Droste's movements, but she could hear his gentle laughter. "Then turn around now and start the countdown. Don't look back when the countdown ends. You must count to 60 seconds honestly. Otherwise, it will be difficult for the president to return home with this attitude."

Droste pinched President Bernadette's heart, causing her body to tremble, become hot, and breathe seductively.

"Okay..." Bernadette nodded, her eyelashes fluttering.

Bernadette now had no chance to refuse, unless she really wanted to go back to her home in this state. However, this was consistent with her mentality of coming out to seek excitement. She originally thought it was a problem of the short skirt, and only revealing part of the skin would allow her to complete this simple trip to the small park.

But now, this naked appearance made her heart surge, and her shame level instantly reached its peak.

"Click." Bernadette turned around, and the shoes on her feet made a crisp sound.

At the moment when his vision was obstructed, it was as if the whole world had lost the presence of Droste. The world became... gradually quiet, and no other sound could be heard.

What if someone walked into the park at this time, then... Thinking of the consequences, President Bernadette's pupils shrank, and her body tensed up into a straight line. Her beautiful toes gripped the ground tightly, and it seemed as if one could see the tender white soles of her feet.

President Bernadette's body trembled slightly. As the surroundings became quiet, she seemed to be pulled into a dark abyss. Everything in front of her became unknown and terrifying. As the sound gradually faded, her heartbeat speed continued to accelerate, and even her breathing began to become rapid.

She counted down silently in her heart, and even hoped that the countdown would go faster so that she could get through this difficult environment.

"The little maid's heart is beating very fast. How many counts have you reached?" Droste's voice suddenly sounded behind him. He placed his hands on Bernadette's heart again to calm her emotions.

The cool feeling brought by the night wind lingered on her skin, feeling cool and soft.

"Hiss... wasn't it about playing hide and seek?" President Bernadette gritted her teeth and clenched her fists tightly. Her emotions fluctuated so drastically that she even wanted to gasp.

"Yes, we are playing hide-and-seek, but didn't I tell you to count to 60 seconds?" Droste's fingertips slid across his chest, tickling the bulge. "How many seconds have you counted so far? Let me see if you are counting seriously."

"Thirty-seven..." Bernadette endured it, with a strange emotion flooding in her heart.

"No, no, no, now it's three, three, three, three, four, four, four... um." Droste smiled slightly, sliding one hand along his waist. "Can we count at this speed? How can there be such a fast countdown? After all, the ownership of this game belongs to me. I can't just listen to the words of the honorable President Bernadette."

He emphasized the word "honorable", which was simply reminding her that her status had been reversed long ago and she had no right to say anything.

"..." Bernadette tried to close her legs, but Droste stuck one leg in her way. "You are being unreasonable... Damn it..."

"Is this your way? I will not surrender." Bernadette's eyes were blurry. It was this feeling of being suppressed that made her lose her identity and be treated at will.

"Just show me what you have left. I'm not afraid. This level is far from enough..."

Having said that, she suddenly felt like she was being teased. She couldn't even control the length of the countdown. The power of this game was completely in the favor of Droste. She was like a lamb to be slaughtered, being tossed around at will.

This feeling of being trampled and belittled is really great...

"What are you still standing there for? Keep counting." Droste's fingertips continued to slide towards the coccyx, and suddenly touched a pull ring. "Hmm...? Okay, okay..."

I didn’t expect that President Bernadette would bring her own gift. It’s the same as the last one, except it’s less furry. So I can’t use my cherry rope anymore.

Bernadette frowned slightly, snorted, gritted her teeth, and uttered a few words vaguely from her throat: "Five, five, five, six..."

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...(End of chapter)