Chapter 51: The President wants to learn knowledge again?
Irene's expression became serious and she straightened her body, which was as thin as a tablet.

"But it's not easy to join the student union. This year I will carefully review the members who will join to ensure that the new blood of the student union is excellent enough to pass on the torch."

"No, I'm here to review the new members this year. I remember that the deputy director of the Student Affairs Department is going to quit the Student Union, right?"

"This...are you here to review it in person? Do you have a candidate in mind for that minister?"

Bernadette's hands slid casually over her thighs and skirt, and she pursed her lips.

"Well, I thought of someone."

"Anyone who can be praised by Lady Bernadette must be very outstanding, right?"

Irene's eyes sparkled as she looked at Bernadette and volunteered:

"Do you need me to invite that student over? Please come to the office to discuss it."

"No, not now. Don't worry. Go to the classroom first."

Bernadette stopped, paused, then turned and walked towards her classroom.

"Yes."

Irene followed quickly.

……

"Those two girls were looking at you just now. It seems that one of them is the student union president."

Phoenix was walking in front of Droste, and suddenly turned back and said something out of the blue.

"Huh? The student council president? Phoenix, you must have seen it wrong. How could the student council president pay attention to him?"

Droste didn't say anything, but Patrick jumped out, looking indignant.

"As for Droste's looks, I feel like I'm not much different."

Phoenix was startled and rolled her eyes: "Uh... I still think the evil demon looks better."

"Wha, what!?"

When Patrick heard this, he immediately started making a scene.

The two of them walked into the classroom, playing and joking. Droste glanced in that direction and saw Bernadette's back.

"What were you planning to say just now...?"

But forget it, Droste didn't want to think too much about it, lying down was his choice.

Thinking of this, Droste walked into the classroom without stopping.

The four classes passed quickly, and when it was time for the lunch break, several students from the Student Union came in wearing red armbands.

Patrick leaned forward to listen for a moment, then came back out.

"Droste, they said they're going to recruit new members for the student union, do you have any ideas?"

"Recruiting new members?"

Droste pondered and imagined the scene.

If Droste became a member of some departments of the student union and worked under Bernadette, he would be called to the office from time to time.

When the door is closed in the office, the atmosphere changes instantly. Bernadette will transform into a terrifying succubus, seize Droste's spirit, and gain full satisfaction under Droste's command.

After being satisfied, Bernadette would walk out of the office again with a superior attitude.

That was really… awesome, no, it was really weird.

Droste thought about that scenario for a moment and shuddered in his heart.

"Yes, we are recruiting new members. If I can join the student union, even if I just do odd jobs, that's fine, right?"

Patrick's XP changed again, his eyes filled with longing for the future.

"If I join the student union, I can see Bernadette every day. She's such a perfect goddess. My heart tightens just by being close to her."

Droste glanced at him, looking at his amorous face: "Don't you like loli? It's been a short time, and you've changed again."

Patrick raised his chin, his expression sacred, as if he was bathed in holy light. His tone was serious, his face was straight, and his words were as loud as a bell:
"Do I like loli? It's just that the girls I like and admire happen to be younger."

"..." Drost looked at Patrick, who looked serious, speechlessly and changed the subject: "Do you want to join the recruitment?"

"Think about it, I must write an invincible application letter to express my piety!"

"Would you like to go and write one together?"

Droste shook his head: "No, I don't want to go."

"I can't not go if I remember. Have you signed up for the club?"

"No."

"Do you have any other club activities?"

"No."

Patrick looked at the calm Droste and patted his forehead.

"Then why don't you go! Come with me and write!"

While we were chatting, an extremely beautiful girl came in. She knocked on the classroom door in a somewhat indifferent manner.

All the students in the class turned around and saw that figure. They all started talking and looked surprised.

"This...Bernadette's classmate...?"

"Oh my god, it's President Bernadette, what is she doing in our classroom?"

"Why are you just standing there? Taking pictures! Ah, hurry up and take pictures. Why are you just standing there? That's Lady Bernadette!"

Unlike everyone else's surprised reactions, Bernadette was used to this kind of attention, and after seeing Droste, she walked over.

Standing in front of Droste's desk, blinking her big eyes, Bernadette said softly:
"Droste, right? The student union needs your cooperation for some work. Please come out with me."

So, in everyone's shocked eyes, Droste walked towards the office.

Closing the door, Droste folded his arms across his chest, leaning against the door, his tone somewhat cold.

"What's wrong? You're looking for me again out of the blue."

Bernadette's body softened the moment the door closed. She reached out to hold the small table in the office and slowly lifted the hem of her skirt with her other hand.

"I want to be punished..."

The mid-calf white over-the-knee socks cover the perfect curve of the calf, and above that is the absolute territory.

The tender white thigh meat is like a piece of milky jelly, solid yet elastic.

Although her legs are not plump, the over-the-knee socks are enough to create a voluptuous line.

The black words on the thigh were still faintly visible, causing Droste's brows to twitch uncontrollably.

Today, she was not wearing a school skirt, but a black short skirt.

The cut and design of the skirt are very exquisite, and there is a white layered seam under the hem, which can well show Bernadette's figure curves.

As the hem of the skirt was lifted, a corner of the black seal inside was clearly revealed.

Bernadette raised her head and looked into Droste's face.

"I want to learn knowledge..."

Her expression was blushing, her eyes were lowered, and her tone was shy and unbearable.

But the crazy, stimulating and shameful look in his eyes had made her body stiff and her mind blank.

???

What a hearty request!

Droste thought about it, but there seemed to be no other way.

Since I have decided to save Bernadette, I must satisfy this female classmate who actively seeks knowledge and wants to learn it.

What a hassle.

Droste said "hmm" softly and walked towards the girl.

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(End of this chapter)