Chapter 72, Damn Droste
"you!"

Irene was a little angry. This hateful boy was so annoying!
"Then give me the application form quickly, and I'll tell you--"

"Lady Bernadette will definitely remove you from the list when the time comes. You are so disrespectful and you are not worthy of joining the great student union at all!"

"Oh? Here you go. Take it."

Being in a better mood today, Droste had no intention of saying much to this little potato.

After picking his ears, Droste handed the application form with only a few words to Irene.

As for what she said? Threatening herself?
Droste was not worried at all, and even wanted to laugh.

The great Lady Bernadette in Irene's heart is no longer the perfect Lady Bernadette in her heart.

She's calling me Young Master now——

Isn't this also a kind of minotaur?
"you!"

The frivolous tone and frivolous actions almost made Irene faint.

She raised her eyebrows and stared at the handsome boy with a casual expression, feeling so angry that her teeth were itching.

"Ai... Classmate Ailin, this is my application. Please take care of me when the time comes!"

Patrick bent slightly and handed the application to Irene very respectfully.

"Um……"

Seeing Patrick's chubby little face, Irene calmed down once she was interrupted, her expression softened, and she wasn't so angry anymore.

"Well, do well in the interview."

After giving her some encouragement, Irene put away the two pieces of paper, but suddenly found a sentence written on the paper by the annoying boy:
"I would like to apply to join the Student Union and serve as the Secretary-General Assistant of the Student Union. I hope President Bernadette will agree."

Completely different from the slightly plump and kind fellow who just walked by, this slightly plump boy wrote a wall of words in a very eloquent manner.

"hateful!"

Irene was furious, and then she was furious again.

Wait, call...call Dro...ster, right? Wait, then the interviewer Bernadette will definitely punish you! Wait!

"Huh..." After letting out a breath, Irene looked at the people coming and going in front of her.

"Students who have submitted their applications, give them to me, over here!"

……

"Droste, why do you seem to have a conflict with Secretary General Irene? It's so strange."

Patrick held it in for a while before finally asking this question.

"Oh - I don't know. Suddenly she looked uncomfortable with me. I really don't understand."

Droste spread his hands and looked at the classroom where he was.

The classroom was packed with people, all waiting to be called by Bernadette to start the interview.

Whenever a student is approved or rejected, a member of the student union will come to this place to notify the person.

Although some people have been rejected, there is no sign of frustration on their faces. Instead, they look excited, as if they have gotten what they wanted.

The people in the classroom had the same expression.

Everyone's face was filled with excitement and excitement, as if the person they were going to interview was not the president of a school's student union, but a revered superstar who was famous throughout the kingdom.

Even if I was rejected, I would be very happy and excited.

They are all lickers.

Droste sighed in his heart, what a bad practice.

"real or fake?"

"It's only been a few days since school started, and you're already completely different than before. Aren't you too capable?"

Patrick looked back at the deflated Irene standing at the door, and then asked, his tone full of confusion.

This rare flash of inspiration made Patrick feel a little strange.

Although Droste was not stupid before, he was not as lively as he is now. How did he suddenly offend Irene, the second most powerful person in the student council?

strange.

"..."

Droste looked back at Patrick and was a little surprised for a moment.

How come this silly boy suddenly became so smart?

Droste rubbed his ears, then said, "I'm sure you're talking about Droste, what are you talking about?"

"And this happened because the Student Union Secretary-General took the initiative to provoke me, saying that my attitude was not right and that I did not greet the Student Union President."

"How can this be my fault?"

"Ok?"

Patrick frowned and asked, "Then why don't you pay your respects to the president of the student union?"

"..."

Droste was at a loss for words for a moment and pretended to think.

How to answer this?
How should I put it? Because I was naughty during the holidays, I lost my life. Later, a man from another world came into my life and took over my soul.

Then I went from being an ordinary boy from another world.

Has he turned into a mighty, unyielding, innocent green-haired boy who refuses gambling or drugs?

Besides, greeting others is not my style at all.

But it is true that in the other world with its strict hierarchical system, many people have become accustomed to this kind of thing, and are accustomed to greeting or saying hello to others.

It's only been a few days since I started this, but my best friend has already noticed something is wrong.

Difficult to stretch.

"I understand, I know everything Droste!"

Patrick seemed to have suddenly thought of something and looked excited.

"Have you learned some ancient strategies somewhere recently, like Laozi's 88 Strategies of War?"

"Then you learned a very powerful and strange strategy, which is why you refused to greet Lady Bernadette and had some conflicts with the Student Union Secretary General Irene?"

"And... through this, you had more contact with them. They were completely different from us?"

"...? You mean, playing hard to get?" Droste was shocked by his bizarre idea.

It is obvious that he will not bow to the powerful, nor does he bother to worship some insignificant student union president in another world.

Even if this school is the Aretes Royal School for Aristocrats.

"Ah, yes, yes, that's what it means. Anyway, you can do it, kid!"

"Now Secretary General Irene will pay more attention to you. Maybe you will actually join the student union by then, hahahaha."

Patrick kept patting his shoulders, looking like he really needs to learn from you, and said with a smile.

"Ah...haha yes, I didn't expect you to be so smart."

Droste chuckled.

Well, take that back, Patrick is Patrick.

As expected, he is the most important companion in the original body's memory. With such outstanding thinking ability, even ten peaches cannot save him.

While the two were guessing, a girl wearing an armband suddenly came in from the classroom door. She knocked on the wooden door and shouted loudly:
"Quiet!"

"Who is Droste? It's your turn for the interview now. Go quickly and don't keep Lady Bernadette waiting anxiously."

Droste stood up, looking relieved.

"I'm laying my cards on the table. This is who I am."

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