<h4>Volume 7 Chapter 399: Invitation to Sweet Student Union Meeting Upon Return</h4>


    Trantor: The Light


    Edits by Lord Immortal


    North of Olsylvia Academy’s campus, at Filomena Nobility Academy, outside the new elven tavern, “Charming Moon”, where the Benedict Manor used to be. Be and her group rode on Silver Princess Isabel’s back and returned to the academy in a shy way. While they were in the air, Be bumped into the patrolling Disciplinary Committee Chief Natasha again.


    Natasha turned her slightly pink and pretty face away, acting as if she couldn’t see the returning truant Be. Throughout the entire Olsylvia Academy, the only person who could skip ss in such a shy way was Be. To not have been dragged away to write a reflection twice after flying past Disciplinary Committee Chief Natasha, she could onlyment on how good her friend was to her.


    Be had obtained arge number of precious ingredients from Sky Jungle Veblen, so she was 90% sure this school festival was going to be a sess. Except for the fact that she wasn’t able to bring back God Princess Suzia, Be was basically satisfied with everything else. After returning to “Charming Moon”, Silver Dragon Princess Isabel and Ice Dragon Princess Mavis said their goodbyes. They weren’t students of the Olsylvia Academy, but of the Alessandra Academy next door, so they couldn’t stay overnight at this side of the campus.


    “Mavis and I will be returning now, Be. Looking forward to your new dishes! We’lle to visit again during the school festival.”


    “That so? What a shame. Right, could you guys...”


    For some unknown reason, Be secretly asked Isabel and Mavis the location of Alessandra Academy’s dorm. Although Isabel found this strange, she couldn’t figure out what Be was up to. Thus, she easily told her the location of the dorm where she and Mavis stayed.


    At this time, Silver Dragon Princess Isabel had not realized the consequences of telling the evil demoness Be where she stayed. Right now, bold and strange ideas had already formed in Be’s mind. Assassin Noreya and Marite Master ine, who knew of Be’s evil intentions, smiled and did not say anything, nor did they try to sell her out. Be’s nasty tastes had never changed. Since they knew they couldn’t stop her, they might as well just go with the flow.


    After bringing the ingredients back, Be bumped into her little sister, Lisha, and Princess Kriss at the entrance of the Charming Moon. The duo was returning from ss when they saw Be and the girls. It was a meaningful time to be encountering each other.


    “Big Sister Be, you skipped ss again! So annoying. This isn’t fair! Take me along next time! Ever since knowing that you’re... Our old man... has been writing one letter after another.”


    “That’s where you’re not right, Little Sister Lisha. Isn’t it a student’s duty to study? You have to study properly and not skip ss like us. It’s good for you to study more.”


    “Big Sister Be, you still have the nerve to say that? Don’t just stand there, Big Sister Kriss! You tell her, or Big Sister’s going to y me for a fool again.”


    Ever since Be admitted that her surrogate identity was princess Felia, the Octavia Empire’s Emperor had been acting very obsessed. He didn’t make any noise, but he would write letters to Be and the sisters around her, Little Sister Lisha, Big Sister Irene, and Second Sister Luce. The contents were the same: They were kind reminders for Be to return.


    After responding that she’d think about it after the Winter School Festival, she stopped caring about her mothend. The Octavia Empire was now politically stable, unlike the Manasvir Empire that needed their princes and princesses to return to prepare for the unexpected. In response to Little Sister Lisha’sints, Be could only hug her and pat her back as a sign offort.


    Lisha was easy to coax. After Be casually promised to let her taste the most delicious new dishes, this foodie little loli gave up on her principles from just before and “made up” with Be. Girls could seriously change their minds as fast as flipping a page.


    “Kriss, you’re not here to make me apologize, too, are you? Let me say this first: It is the romance of a student’s life to skip ss. Even if it’s you, my faith will not be shaken.”


    “Be, you... I’m not here to persuade you. It’s just, there’s an announcement asking for you. Student Union President Angelina says she’s looking for you for a meeting, but she never told me clearly what it’s for. She sounded really mysterious. Seems like something only people at the level of the president can participate in.”


    Kriss hade to deliver a message to Be. Olsylvia Academy’s Student Union President Angelina had asked Be to head over to the Central Students’ Union meeting room to talk. The contents were kept a mystery, though. Even Kriss, who was in charge of delivering the message, had no idea. She only knew that people at the level of student president could participate. So to say, other than President Angelina, there were the other five branch student presidents of the five branch campuses of Olsylvia Academy.


    Counting Be, it was a mysterious meeting attended only by seven people. After receiving Chief President Angelina’s message, Be felt that it must be something important she needed to consult with her about. In order to hurry up, Be passed over the special game and wild vegetables she had gotten from Sky Jungle Veblen to Kriss for now and went to her appointment alone.


    Before she headed over, an evil light shed past Be’s eyes. She remembered that all the student presidents were her girlfriends. Before, President Isaman was “foreign”, so Be couldn’t be too carefree. Since even President Isaman had “fallen”, she could now recreate some of those strange scenes that had appeared in her fantasies before.


    At Olsylvia Academy’s Central Student Union office building located in a secluded corner of the north campus, Filomina Nobility Academy. Even though it was a tall building, it had an austere design that looked strangely aged. Before being used by the Central Student Union, it had been around for quite some time. The exact date of the construction was an unsolved mystery.


    It was now noon, and Be had just returned from Sky Jungle Veblen. She hadn’t even had lunch yet when she rushed over to the Central Student Union building. This meeting seemed to be held in secret. The corridor downstairs was empty, as it was supposed to be closed today in the Central Student Union’s schedule. This secret meeting might even be held by Chief President Angelina without the school’s knowledge.


    The student council members on duty in the corridor were all girls, girls trusted by Chief President Angelina. After passing through the entrance, Be had to say the secret code, as written in the letter. There was a different secret code for each door, almost giving Be a mental breakdown. Wasn’t this supposed to be a regr meeting for the student presidents? Did you really need to make it look like an “underground mafia gathering”?! Unless they were going to discuss a shocking secret in the meeting? Be’s intuition was spot on. She was able to guess that the contents really were a secret that nobody should know.


    The location of the meeting was the meeting room of the Central Student Union, which was built on the topmost floor of the Central Student Union’s building. The ceiling itself was the rooftop of the building. A spherical, oval-shaped ss was used as a filter for the sunlight, turning it into soft and warm light that illuminated every corner of the meeting room.


    The meeting room was illuminated by natural sunlight, and no other lighting equipment was used. Based on the historical habits of the Central Student Union, all meetings were held in the morning. They didn’t have meetings at night. To hold a meeting in this room under the sunlight was an allegory that every meeting held by the Central Student Union was upright and open, never plotting anything bad.


    Of course, this was just a nice allegory—a hopeful fantasy. The reality was cruel, and dreams weren’t always reliable. Even under the sunlight, evil still didn’t rest. Just like right now, Be and the student presidents were having an evil meeting in this Central Student Union’s meeting room that was supposed to be a symbol of light and sanctity.


    The door to the meeting room was locked from the inside. Without Chief President Angelina’s orders, nobody outside was allowed to interrupt them. When the door of the meeting room was designed, soundproofing for the sake of secrecy was also included. Such a setting ensured that the meeting contents would not be overheard from outside to the greatest extent possible.


    Likewise, what happened within the meeting room was unknown to outsiders. The soundproofing was good, and it was the best ce for bad things to be done. Be took advantage of this and held one of the most erotic and evil “special meetings” in the history of the Olsylvia Academy.


    Nearby the meeting’s round table, the student presidents attending the meeting had all their clothes taken off by Be as soon as she came in. Be said that this open and honest approach suited the uprightness of the meeting theme. For the “extreme heretic” Be, the student presidents wanted toin, but the words wouldn’te out of their mouths. Other than President Isaman, the other presidents all had special “intimate rtionships” with Be.


    Even if they said no, their bodies sold them out. Since they weren’t able to go against Be’s evil requests, they epted their fate and allowed Be to strip them naked and bring them into the meeting room that way. Not like anyone else was here to see anyway, and it was all-girl here. Furthermore, they were friends from the same dorm. It wasn’t too big a deal to have the meeting like this, other than it feeling a little chilly.


    However, the student presidents had clearly underestimated Be’s evilness. Very quickly, they realized they had fallen for her trap. Besidesing for the meeting, this demoness was even more interested in bullying them in all sorts of ways. The sunlighting in from the ceiling illuminated the entire meeting room where a ridiculous and evil scene was taking ce.


    Be sat at the ce that originally belonged to Chief President Angelina. This wide seat was ideal for special props. The golden pigtails President Lucia was sitting in Be’s arms, being held like a doll from behind. Her face was beet red, and she was struggling weakly, but it looked more like she was wriggling forfort.


    Be didn’t stand on ceremony and pressed her palm on the plump mounds in front of President Lucia’s chest, rubbing and kneading the stic and charming “red grapes”. At the same time, her other hand brushed past her smooth belly button and explored the most secretive part of this blonde, pigtailed loli. President Lucia was no match for Be and could only be bullied to the point where she was begging for mercy.


    “Be, don’t... They’re still watching. We can’t do this... Move... Move somewhere else!”


    “I’ll touch somewhere else then, Lucia. Really, just tell me directly if you want it. I won’t me you!”


    “Wait... That’s not what I meant! Don’t...”


    Be cunningly touched somewhere else, continuing to bully President Lucia. This time, President Lucia couldn’t plead anymore. Her small mouth was taken by Be, and she wasn’t able to say a single word. Her fair and petite body had be a treasure in Be’s arms to receive all sorts of “loving”.


    The other student presidents weren’t in any better position than President Lucia, who was stuck in Be’s arms. Assassin President Ivy and Archer President Britney, the two long ck-haired and blonde ponytailed beauties, were sitting on their knees in front of Be, one on each side, massaging Be’s legs. This was no ordinary massage but a special one where they massaged her calves with the soft mounds on their chests. This was a unique service that no gentleman could buy, no matter the price.


    President Britney’s face was red as she gently massaged Be. On the other side, even though President Ivy’s face was still somewhat aloof, she had to provide the same special massage to Be. Looking at the droplets of sweat on the two student presidents’ snowy skin, Be’s sense of satisfaction shot up greatly.


    As the papal heir of the Radiant Church, Be would not bully her in front of the other presidents as a way of giving the Radiant Church some face. But that shameful y was still a scene that could cause a radiant follower’s faith to copse. President Maria was lying not far in front of Be’s seat, lifting her smooth and fair back for Be to use as a “special table”. Every so often, Be would reach out to this beautiful maiden’s sacred body and give it a nice stroke.


    President Maria looked at Be, who was getting intimate with the other student presidents on her sea. Her heart had long begun to feel uneasy. Had she not cared about her identity as a papal heir and was unable to reveal her “true self” in front of the other student presidents, she would long have begged Be to touch her. This demoness Be, it was enough for her to just order her to clench her legs together, but she kept on reaching towards the sensitive parts of her body. Wasn’t she forcing her to reveal everything?


    “Britney, Ivy, use your tongues. I’ve already taught you how to use it, so don’t make me wait too long.”


    “Yes, Mistress Be.”


    “Hmph, as if I’ll... Wait, I’ll do it!”


    “That’s a good girl! Don’t move, President Maria. I told you that you’re supposed to y the table. Would you like to y the chandelier instead?”


    Under Be’s teasing, President Ivy and President Britney opened their little mouths and began a special leg massage for Be with their tongues. President Maria stopped struggling as well and allowed Be to touch wherever she liked. The remaining Chief President Angelina and President Isaman didn’t join in for the time being. One of them still had to host the meeting, while for the other, Be had agreed not to force her to do strange things.


    Chief President Angelina was sitting at the meeting round table, but it was better to say that she was straddling her chair. Her legs were spread wide, and her two hands were behind her back,pletely disying her beautiful frontal charm in front of Be. There was a thin red rope around Chief President Angelina’s fair and slender neck, its other end firmly in Be’s hand.


    Of course, Be didn’t intend to let this beautiful Chief President go. After she was done reading out the contents of the meeting, Be would pull the red rope in her hands, calling her over for some loving. Chief President Angelina’s legs were already getting a bit numb. When she saw Be doing all sorts of ridiculous performances with the other presidents, her body naturally reacted. Strange water stains were flowing from the edge of the round table to the floor. Due to this messy scene, all the beautiful student presidents were in a “helpless” state, except for Be, and they didn’t have time to notice that detail.


    President Isaman was rtively safer. Other than putting her in the shameful appearance of being stripped naked, Be didn’t touch her. However, not touching her felt even more gentlemanly. Isaman was clenching her legs and sitting on the carpet near Be’s chair. Her face was flushed red as she nced around shyly, not daring to look where Be and the others were.


    Be had said earlier that if Isaman could finish arge bottle of water, she wouldn’t trouble her. After ensuring that nothing was in that water, Isaman drank it. But who knew that it was Be’s trap all along. As soon as she finished it, Be locked the meeting room door. Isaman really wanted to go to the bathroom, but the door was locked. Unless she drank anotherrge bottle of water, Be wouldn’t open the door for her.


    However, if she drank any more, she really wouldn’t be able to endure. Isaman tried her best not to move for fear that she would be unable to hold back in front of everyone. Even though only girls were here, doing that in front of people was still too embarrassing. No matter how amorous the other student presidents were, they would never go that far. Isaman didn’t want to be the first. It felt like Be was outing her on purpose. She knew that she was already feeling dry in her mouth from looking at all these strange scenes with Be and the others, yet Be still put a bottle of water near her in an attempt to break her.


    Now, Isaman had no choice but to wait until Be was done bullying the other student presidents beforeing to take her to the bathroom. Be had already expressed that if she didn’t stay like a good girl, she would force her to drink the water. For the sake of keeping herst saving grace, Isaman had topromise.


    “Be, we invited you here for a meeting, not to, ah... Don’t pull me...”


    “Chief President Angelina, seems like you still don’t know how to hold a proper meeting!”


    With a casual tug, Be pulled Chief President Angelina to the chair with strong demonic power. She brought her into her arms and pressed her face-to-face against President Lucia, who was in her arms. Seeing that she was also about to “sink”, President Angelina had to say what she had to say beforehand.


    “Be, could I invite you to infiltrate next door and investigate?”