Chapter 38, Bernadette asked me to go to the office [Follow-up reading]

As soon as Droste sat down in his seat, Patrick in front of him immediately nudged his desk and asked without turning around:
"How is it? Teacher Irinaer didn't make things difficult for you, did she?"

Ahem...is it difficult?

Droste thought about the kiss between himself and teacher Ilinal on the hospital bed.

He placed his hands on teacher Ilinal's smooth thighs and rubbed them, twisting them until they turned slightly red.

If there is any difficulty, it is that Teacher Irina's tongue is difficult to capture.

Also, even though Teacher Ilinal is a spider monster girl, she would react to some strange touches.

These are still quite difficult...right?

As Droste pondered, Patrick immediately became nervous.

I wonder if Mr. Spider has ruined my health.

While the teacher was writing on the blackboard, Patrick turned around, lowered his head and spoke in a tragic tone.

"Dude, I'm sorry."

"I really shouldn't have left you."

"sorry!"

If he hadn't been in class, Patrick might have kowtowed to Droste.

"I will definitely solve your problem for you!"

"Tenant, right? No problem at all!" Patrick lowered his head and spoke sincerely.

"As for the matter of magic, I will ask my grandfather. He is knowledgeable and will definitely know the answer."

"sorry!"

After saying this, Patrick raised his head and looked at Droste.

But Droste just looked at him very indifferently with a very calm expression.

This expression made Patrick even more panicked.

"I'm sorry!" Patrick almost burst into tears.

Droste felt that if he didn't say something, Patrick would be so nervous that he died.

So, he spoke.

"The teacher just checked my ankle normally, it's nothing serious."

"But you have to solve my problem for me, is that okay?"

"No, no, no problem."

Patrick nodded wildly.

He was about to say something when the teacher suddenly called his name.

"Patrick. You come and solve this problem. If you can't solve it, you stand outside."

Patrick stood up, with a proud and heroic expression on his face, having been forgiven by Droste.

"Ok."

Then walk straight out the door.

teacher"……"

……

After school, Patrick apologized and left in his car.

Droste also walked out the door carrying his cross-body bag.

At this time, Irene, the annoying student union president's henchman, walked in.

"Stop! Our great President Bernadette is calling you over."

Droste raised his eyelids slightly and looked at the little potato in front of him who was less than 1.6 meters tall.

"Don't go."

"You! I checked you out. Your name is Droste, right? I think President Bernadette wants to teach you some attitude education because of your unreasonable behavior this morning."

The little potato, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, blushed, but then he thought of something and bowed slightly, appearing very respectful.

"Well... so please cooperate with our student union, Droste. It won't take up too much of your time."

"……Fine."

I saw that the other party's attitude also softened.

Droste thought about it and realized that there was no way to avoid this kind of thing.

If I reject Irene now, maybe another Aisen, Aishu, or Aimu will come later.

After all, the student union has a very good atmosphere and reputation on campus, and everyone respects the staff of the student union.

Except for a few presidents who may have some psychological problems.

Or maybe it’s not a psychological problem, but a problem of the nature of terror.

"Let's go." But Droste didn't want to say so much to this somewhat harsh secretary. He spit out two words coldly and then walked forward.

Irene glared at Droste angrily from behind, then immediately took a step forward to catch up with him.

……

In the Student Union President's office.

Bernadette was pacing back and forth, still wearing the normal uniform of the Aretes Royal Academy.

The brown skirt fits the slender waist well, and the white shirt wraps the proud and well-proportioned figure.

The simple and exquisite tailoring gives Bernadette a special model charm when worn on her.

White lace socks wrapped in a pair of calfskin boots make her look tall and beautiful.

But there was a hint of sadness on the beautiful woman's face.

What should I do? What should I do? Will he come?

Would he be willing to come and see the mark written by his own hand?
I have repeatedly told Irene to be polite, but will she listen to me?
A conflicted look hung on Bernadette's face, making her appear less decisive and superior than usual.

Instead, it adds a kind of playful distress of a little girl.

If an outsider saw this, they would be surprised.

Now in the office of the student union president, besides a large sofa, a black solid wood desk, and a row of bookshelves, there is only the worried Bernadette herself.

The words under the skirt still make my legs feel slightly hot.

The shameful and stimulating consciousness will come to me in waves like the sea.

Bernadette was very excited to meet such a special person, but she was also worried.

She researched the boy's name.

Simpson Droste Primo.

It’s a nice name. Both his parents are deceased and his family has several houses for rent. To be able to live in Monk City, he must have some financial strength.

I don’t know about more.

If only...

Ugh.

Droste, will he come?
Just when Bernadette was getting anxious and wanted to go out to find him.

There was a faint sound coming from outside the door.

It's Irene back!

Outside.

"Knock on the door, and then go in after getting permission! The president said that this kind of admonishment should not be made public, so only the two of you stay inside, and I will watch at the door."

When President Bernadette was mentioned, Irene's expression became fanatical.

"Go in, and be sure to show some respect to President Bernadette!"

Droste didn't think too much about it. He stepped forward and gently kicked the office door open with his foot.

"You...you really don't know etiquette."

Irene chased after him, aggressively.

Just as I was about to speak,

Bernadette came out of the office with a cold and serious expression.

"Okay, Irene, I will teach him a lesson and will not bring disgrace to the prestige of our student union."

She glanced at Droste who was about to sit on the sofa, and her eyes seemed to be filled with red hearts.

Suppressing the slight throbbing in her heart, she spoke again.

"Just watch at the door and don't let anyone in to disturb you. If I didn't call you in, don't come in."

"Don't worry about what you hear."

"Yes!" Irene replied.

"Council President Bernadette, are you going to use that...authority?"

Bernadette's eyes were like ice.

"I don't need you to question my decision. Please get out."

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