Chapter 53, Miss Isabel's Dessert Shop

"Click."

Open the door and walk out of the office.

Droste was lost in thought as he strolled along.

Did Bernadette really just want to rent a house? Or did she have some weird idea?

Investigating his family background without authorization was a sinister act that made Droste think of some strategic confrontation between families.

But it seems that Bernadette doesn't have any sinister thoughts.

On the contrary, Bernadette enjoyed this strange and somewhat exciting scene more and was clearly enjoying it.

He shouldn't have any bad intentions, right?

When you move in, it should show the degree of belonging and some attribute judgments.

We can see how much Bernadette belongs to the group.

Droste was thinking, and suddenly a picture came to his mind.

His family was crushed by the huge Fast family and became a vassal of the Fast family. He would also lose his apartment.

Lose your freedom in life.

Mrs. Isabel waved goodbye to him, tears in her eyes: "Little shopkeeper, we'll see you again if we're lucky enough."

Phoenix pouted, looking a little frustrated: "Devil! You have fallen into darkness. Goodbye!"

He became a vassal of the Fast family and had to be on call at any time.

What punishment, what special props.

Droste clenched his fists. Would the little maid do this?
I don’t know, who knows what that perfect student union president would think.

So in order to block anyone from trying to make him lie down, Droste reached out and touched his eyes.

The eyeball of the Bocaster water goblin.

If I had this legendary treasure, this kind of scene wouldn't have happened.

But how can I resist vampires and succubi with my own white flesh?
It shouldn't be possible to remove the black flame seal of the holy sword.

As he thought about it, Droste did not slow down his pace and walked step by step to the door of the classroom.

As soon as the back door of the classroom was opened, everyone who was eating, chatting, discussing the topic, or discussing Droste turned around.

Patrick was the first to react: "Droste!!!!"

……

I waited until Droste and other curious classmates said a few words about it being just work and just reminding me of club issues.

Everyone's curiosity was somewhat dissipated.

After all, we were not that familiar with each other, so we didn't ask too many questions.

Droste finally had the chance to sit in his seat and look at Patrick in front of him, his eyes shining and full of curiosity.

It’s not so easy to deal with best friends.

Patrick approached Droste with a mysterious look on his face, lowered his voice and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"Just let me go over and pay attention to the problems of the society."

Patrick obviously didn't believe it, with an expression as if to say, "You're still trying to lie to me?"

"real."

Droste sighed in his heart. How could he say that he took Bernadette in as his maid?
Just now, he was holding the smooth calf in the student union president's office, trying to arouse Bernadette's thoughts?
For the sake of his best friend Patrick's heart health, Droste decided to keep it a secret.

Alas, our own people are pretty nice.

"Ah, Droste, don't I know you?"

Patrick pretended to have a deep expression, as if he had seen through the past events of the world.

"I know everything now, the real reason. I can understand why you want to hide it from me. After all, it's too outrageous to tell others about this kind of thing. It's really embarrassing."

"Brother, I understand~"

Patrick punched Droste on the shoulder.

The corners of Drost's mouth twitched, but he did not interrupt Patrick's performance. Seeing Drost's eyes drifting away, he did not open his mouth.

Patrick patted Droste on the shoulder and whispered, "Did you make a mistake? President Bernadette specifically asked you to give her some pointers."

?

As expected, Droste thought, Patrick’s brain isn’t that great either.

"Tell me what you did wrong. Tell me the truth now, so I don't have to guess whether you harassed a female classmate or broke into the girls' changing room."

Patrick's face showed a hint of excitement, as if he also wanted to be summoned by Bernadette.

"Don't guess, it's nothing."

Droste punched him on the shoulder, making him scream.

"Tell me something, brother! Brother!"

Patrick was crying and seemed to want to hug his thighs.

"roll."

……

After school in the afternoon, Droste pushed away Patrick who was pestering him and put on his schoolbag.

Phoenix followed behind him and took only two steps.

Droste suddenly remembered something and turned to Phoenix and suggested, "Miss Isabel's dessert shop is about to open, do you want to go and have a look?"

Phoenix's eyes suddenly lit up: "Okay, okay, let's see how Miss Isabel's desserts are!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Once she had a target, Phoenix quickened her pace and hurried forward.

"Don't be in a hurry, hey." Droste took a step forward and followed the young and beautiful cat girl.

Although the dessert shop is not far from home, only about fifty or sixty meters away.

But Droste has been very busy lately, dealing with various emotional issues, and often comes home late.

She never went to the dessert shop, and Mrs. Isabel went home early, so dinner was often almost ready when she got home.

So Droste was still a little curious about Mrs. Isabel's dessert shop.

The shop was empty before, and I don’t know what it looks like now.

The dusk of Monk City is shrouded in a layer of light golden afterglow. The setting sun slowly sinks, dyeing the skyline a warm orange-red, like an artist's palette.

Droste glanced at the clouds in the sky. They were illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, looking dreamy, sometimes as smooth as silk and sometimes as fluffy as wool.

The decoration of the dessert shop in front of me was almost completed, and several workers were walking out carrying tools.

"Miss Isabel! Are you there?"

Phoenix stood at the door of the store, her slender figure and amazingly proportioned long legs under her windbreaker attracted a lot of attention.

It seems like it would be a good idea to recruit Phoenix to be the poster girl.

Droste thought so and looked into the shop.

"Eh? Hmm? Phoenix's voice??"

The graceful figure in the shop suddenly turned around with a look of surprise on her face.

Although the shop was dusty and full of scattered tools and dust.

Although Mrs. Isabel was wearing a loose dark blue sports suit, her figure looked a little bloated and a little rustic under the clothes.

She doesn't look like a pure and innocent elf, but more like a working human young woman.

But that delicate face, with a gentle smile and big watery eyes is still outstanding.

She is indeed a perfect and graceful elf.

Mrs. Isabel turned around with a look of surprise.

"Ah, it's Phoenix! And the little shop owner! Why are you here?!"

　Thanks to my book friend “I may not get it but I will definitely win” for the monthly ticket!
　　Thanks to book friend Giant Persimmon Whale for the monthly ticket!
　　Thanks to the book friend, the hermit who has returned to the mountains and forests, for the 2 monthly tickets! !

　　Thanks to book friend Yu Sheng for his 2 monthly tickets!!

　　Thanks to book friend Elason for the monthly ticket!
　　Thanks to my book friend Maodangpishu for the monthly ticket!
　　Thanks to my book friend Zuiluofengye for the monthly ticket!
　　I would like to thank all the powerful and strong book friends for giving me monthly tickets. I received so many of them today. Thank you very much!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)