Chapter 62, Application for Access [Follow-up reading]

Gently feeling the delicate skin at the tips of his fingers, Droste pressed sometimes hard and sometimes lightly.

The two of them getting along in this small health room felt like they were living a peaceful and tranquil life.

Oh, it’s one person and two monster girls.

Teacher Ilinal gently squeezed out a sound from her throat, which sounded like the sound of nature.

"Hey..."

I don’t know where the rain started, but Teacher Ilinal suddenly felt a little hot and humid.

Droste's heart also responded to this slight tremor.

The fist hardened.

Although Teacher Ilinal is a spider girl, she will really weave a blue spider web because she hasn't been visited for a long time.

Just like the song "Auntie" by Hotdog.

She and I are straightforward.

Thinking about it, Droste didn't seem to be massaging.

It seems more like a tease.

In Teacher Ilinar's opinion, this is sending a signal!
Request access to your space!

This was too much for Teacher Irinar to bear.

She climbed her hands over Droste's and chuckled.

"But... I am also a little depressed in some areas, and I hope you can help me."

Besides being moved, Teacher Ilinar wanted to comfort the hard-working Droste.

He was somewhat touched by this feeling of concern, and his heart was filled with gratitude towards Droste.

Since Droste likes to learn physiological knowledge and is also curious about this knowledge, I should be able to study it carefully today.

"Oh?"

Drost's fingertips gently rubbed the skin, without massaging it anymore, and asked curiously, "Where would you like me to press more, teacher?"

"The most important thing is to touch the teacher's heart."

Teacher Irinare sat on a chair, her legs tightening uncontrollably, and the limbs on her back seemed to be stretching and trembling.

"In your heart? But I can't touch the teacher's heart."

Droste hesitated and said teasingly.

"Then go to the place that is closest to her..."

Teacher Ilinal swallowed and spoke in a charming tone with a hint of guidance.

"This is... the first period of Physiology... isn't it?"

"Like this?"

"Hmm... yes..."

Teacher Irinar leaned back in her seat comfortably, her eyes tightly closed, and she made a humming sound through her nose.

Her face was flushed, I don’t know if it was because of shyness or because the weather was too hot, even her neck was a bit red.

It's so pink and tender that you want to take a bite.

She didn't know where to put her hands, and she tensed up a little nervously. Her figure was shaved and hot under her white shirt.

Her legs were stretched straight, and her low-heeled shoes were about to kick the desk in front of her.

My heart was beating fast.

Although Teacher Irinale usually has a coquettish tone and behaves in a charming manner, she often teases a simple little boy like Droste who is innocent and naive.

but--

But Teacher Ilinal's heart is more like a mirror.

I have grown up to this age, but I have never come into contact with other male creatures!
Whether it is other humans, good monsters, or evil monsters.

Teacher Ilinal always directly and coldly refused.

Until I met Droste, on that afternoon that was unknown to outsiders.

I was the one who truly opened my heart and confessed to Droste what I was carrying and the pain I had endured over the years.

From that moment on, Teacher Irinaer finally felt that she was living for herself. Now, feeling that warm hand soothing her soul, Teacher Irinaer feels very at ease.

It's very gentle, very warm, the feeling of gently soothing my soul and yet deeply entering my heart.

Teacher Ilinal felt like she was getting drunk.

Teacher Fremeia next to her also blushed, and the stuffy cup made her breathing quicken.

What are you doing outside?

Why did something strange happen suddenly?

Isn’t it great to learn at the beginning and then learn later?
Why do we learn knowledge in other places?

hateful!

"Teacher Ilinal...is this strength okay?"

Droste said teasingly.

“Hmm… ahh ...

Teacher Ilinar panted and let out an uncontrollable hum from her throat. She raised her head, trying to catch Droste's eyes.

When Teacher Ilinal's dark red eyes met Droste's gaze, Droste suddenly came to his senses.

This is not the shy, blushing, heart-pounding, peach-eyed Mrs. Isabel.

This is the charming and seductive spider monster girl, Teacher Ilinal.

She... would emit silvery white threads from her belly button, circling herself up in circles and then be packed up and taken away to be eaten.

Oh no! My life is over!

Brother, save me!

Teacher Ilinar didn't care about all the twists and turns. She asked for a kiss passionately, and her bright red lips found the corner of Droste's lips and kissed him.

As if that was not enough, Irinare, with a burning body, stood up, and the six sharp black limbs behind her pushed away the chair that was in the way.

"Bang!"

The chair hit the bed directly, making a loud noise.

Teacher Fremea on the hospital bed was so frightened that her body trembled. Her face turned red and her body felt a little hot and uncomfortable.

Damn Ilinal, was it intentional or accidental?

Don't you know I'm in here? Are you trying to scare me?
OK, OK, OK. I didn’t expect that as a teacher, you, Ilinar, have so many cunning thoughts. I really can’t tell.

Her face was covered in the quilt, her limbs were a little stiff, and the noise outside was really stimulating, causing some strange changes in her body.

My heart was beating fast.

Clutching the quilt, Teacher Fremea tried her best to calm herself down and just listened to the noise outside.

But teacher Irinale outside had completely forgotten that there was another person, Fremea, lying on the hospital bed.

The six amputated limbs on her back stretched out, supporting her somewhat weak body and standing her up.

Little Droste also stood up.

Teacher Ilinal pressed on step by step, pushing Droste directly from the desk to the wall.

Two thin and tough limbs nailed the two corners of Droste's shirt to the wall.

After almost locking Droste's hands to the wall, Teacher Ilinal reached out and took off her shirt, revealing her fair skin.

"Hey, classmate, tell me, is this what you want to learn?"

"Of course I am. I usually have a studious temperament. Teacher Ilinal wouldn't be unaware of this."

"hehe."

The young lover's words made Teacher Irinaer chuckle.

She curled the corners of her lips and looked at Droste with clear eyes in front of her, suddenly feeling a little curious.

Who is the hunter and who is the prey?
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Ask for some monthly tickets and recommendation tickets

【serious】

Lend the light to Droste!!
　I felt dizzy today and posted several chapters late. I’m really sorry!
　　Please read on.

　　
　
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