"Hmph, isn't it just looking for something? Can this stump me?" Ivan came to the edge of the sofa with great sage, stretched out his hand to lift the soft cushion spread on it.

"Eh? No." Ivan looked at the empty sofa under the mat in surprise, and was stunned. He thought he could see many notebooks by lifting the mat, but he didn't expect there was nothing below.

"I don't believe it!" Ivan lay down directly, pressed his cheeks tightly against the floor, and scanned the sofa. However, due to the light, Ivan didn't see it very clearly. In order to ensure that nothing was missing, Ivan stretched out his right hand and groped.

"Go." There was nothing.

Ivan looked at the clock and left less and less time for him. If he had not found the book hidden by Bismarck, he would have to run around the playground with a heavy load until dinner. When Ivan thought of the desperate length of the playground, he felt sad.

"I haven't given up yet." Since Bismarck had already said that the book was hidden only on the first floor, there was only a little bit of the place I hadn't found. As long as I went to search one by one, I would definitely find it. Ivan thought so in his heart.

Then in the remaining time, Ivan silently searched the shoe cabinet at the door, under the table, drawers, floors, chandeliers and other places where things could be placed, but still couldn't be found.

"Ah, there is no here either." Ivan held a cup in his hand, lifted the lid of the cup with his hand, looked at the empty inside, said in a frustration, then covered the lid and put the cup in his hand back.

"Oh~" Ivan looked at the time when there were only a few minutes left and sighed helplessly. Do you really have no talent in this area?

In a disheartened state, Ivan walked towards the sofa slowly and fell on the sofa with weakness.

"Oh, what makes my waist hurt?" Because Ivan was lying face up and down on the sofa, the notebook he hid behind his waist inevitably poked his waist.

When Ivan reached out to take out the notebook pinned on his waist, a sudden light of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"Yes, don't I have a book drawn by Tilbiz in my hand now? Why do I have to work hard to find it? Bismarck also said that as long as I can find the book she has hidden, I will pick a book to collect it. I am so stupid."

Ivan looked at the clock hanging on the wall, 2:59, Fortunately, the time has not exceeded, so what to do now is to give this book to Bismarck.

"Cough, cough." Ivan cleared his throat and looked at the second floor, "I found it, Bismarck, I found the notebook you hid, come out quickly."

Bang!

The sound of the door being opened.

"Uh." Ivan looked at Tilbiz who rushed out of the room, saying that he had called Bismarck before.

"Oh~ Have you found it?" Bismarck walked out of his room, looked at Tilbiz who was holding a notebook in Ivan's hand with a blank look. "It was beyond my expectations. I thought your afternoon weight-bearing run was a foregone conclusion, but I didn't expect you to find it."

"That's right, you don't even look at who I am. How could I not find such a big place?" Ivan had a proud look on his face, but in fact, he really couldn't find it.

"Hmph." Bismarck sneered on his face. She clearly remembered that every time she did not take away Tilbiz's notebook, she would destroy it immediately. She had never hidden the notebook here. Now Ivan actually told herself that he had found it, so there were only two explanations. One was that Ivan deliberately deceived him, and the other was that he took out the previous notebook to try to get away with it. Bismarck clearly remembered that she took off Ivan's pants and was knocked out by Tilbiz and ruined her good thing. But now, that notebook was still back in her hands.

Unfortunately, Bismarck did not expect that Tilbiz drew another book in a very short time, which was not the previous one.

"Here, I'll give it to you. I'll return it to me after confirmation. You said you'll give me a copy as a collection. I'll find this one now, so this one is my collection now, and you can't regret it." Ivan threw the notebook in his hand to Bismarck.

"Well, of course, it is absolutely impossible to regret what I said. Don't worry." Bismarck took the notebook Ivan threw over and said. In order to confirm that Ivan did not fool herself with the recipe or something, Bismarck opened the first page, and then she regretted it.

On the first page is a picture of a female president pressing a male employee on the bed.

"Peng." A cross appeared on his forehead, and Bismarck closed the notebook in his hand fiercely.

"Have you improved your painting skills again? Tilbiz, has a new work been born in such a short time?"

Tilbiz noticed Bismarck looking at her. She noticed the contents on it when Bismarck opened the book before, sighed helplessly and turned back to her room, but her new work was still unable to be saved.

"How about it, Bismarck, I've confirmed it. It's time to return the notebook in your hand." Ivan said proudly.

"Hmph." Bismarck directly put the notebook in his hand into his ship space.

"Hey, that's my notebook. I haven't read it yet. Do you want to regret it? You have said gently before that you won't regret it." Ivan was immediately anxious when he saw Bismarck put away his notebook.

"I did say that if you can find the notebook I hid within the specified time, I will ask you to choose one for your collection." Bismarck said.

"Since you admitted what you said, why do you have to go back on your word?" Ivan said dissatisfied.

"When did I regret it?" Compared to Ivan's dissatisfaction, Bismarck seemed very calm, and his blue eyes were quietly looking at Ivan.

"When will I go back on my word? Wasn't it just now? I actually put that book into your ship-mounted space in front of me. That's an important treasure I want to collect. You said you didn't go back on your word."

"Hey, let me know more clearly. What I said is that if you can find the book that I hide, I will give you a collection." Bismarck deliberately emphasized the pronunciation when he said the words "hide me hide", "and this book does not seem to be the case."

"Well, what, how could that happen?" Ivan turned his gaze aside.

"Hmph, it won't work if you want to be clever, so let's go to the playground with me now. I will supervise you to run for the past three hours." Bismarck walked to Ivan's side.

"No, I won't go, I won't go even if I die." Ivan used to be at most, he followed the large army around the playground for one or two times during physical education classes or morning exercises. Moreover, the school's playground was only a few hundred meters. Now Bismarck actually let himself run for three hours in a row, or run with a load. What a joke.

"I knew you would rather not, but it didn't matter." Bismarck said this and grabbed Ivan's collar and dragged him out.

"If you don't go, I won't go, I will not go!" When I passed by the door, Ivan locked his hands tightly at the door and resisted Bismarck.

Humph, compare strength, can you?

As for Ivan's resistance, Bismarck exerted force directly on his hand, and Ivan's fingers began to slide down from the edge of the door one by one until the last finger slid down from the edge of the door.
Chapter completed!