Comprehensive comic: Succubus Shota, one mile of ability every day

Ding Dong—a crisp and urgent electric bell sounded, like an uninvited guest, abruptly penetrating the tranquility of the early morning and disturbing Bai Shi's leisurely dream. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, dappled on his slightly messy hair, adding a bit of laziness to his face that had not yet fully awakened.

"Hmm~~? Huwaaa~" With a long yawn, Bai Shi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of reluctance to have his dream interrupted. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, barely supported his body, and staggered towards the door in his slippers.

"Bai Shi, good morning." Outside the door, a crisp and familiar "750" sounded, with a sense of formality that could not be ignored. Shiraishi suddenly opened the door, and saw Ichika standing outside the door in a neat school uniform. The sunlight shone through her hair, casting mottled light and shadows, adding a bit of tenderness to her. However, the abruptness of this scene was that Shiraishi was only wearing a loose pair of underwear at the moment, and it was obvious that he had not yet completely pulled out of his dream.

"Wow!" Shiraishi exclaimed, and he quickly retreated into the door, closing the door in a hurry, leaving only Ichika's helpless smile outside the door.

Inside the door, Shiraishi's heartbeat was as rapid as a drumbeat. He hurriedly looked for clothes, secretly regretting his carelessness. A few minutes later, he finally dressed up, took a deep breath, opened the door again, and invited Ichika in.

"Teacher, you really lack self-protection awareness." As soon as Yihua entered the door, she said in her calm but slightly reproachful tone. Hearing this, Shiraishi scratched his head awkwardly and pulled a bitter smile from the corner of his mouth: "Haha, you are right, I am really not used to this kind of free and easy life. I will pay attention in the future, especially in terms of safety, the door chain must be locked."

Shiraishi looked at Yihua who was still wearing a school uniform on the weekend, and was a little confused. "Are you going to school today?"

But Yihua just shook her head. "I just think that this may be more motivated for you."

Is this a kind of play? This was Shiraishi's first thought, but it disappeared quickly. Because it seems that Yihua is very serious today.

When Shiraishi heard this, a warm current surged in his heart. He looked at Yihua gratefully, then nodded seriously: "Thank you, Yihua. I am really lucky to have a friend like you around me."

"I said we are partners."

The two smiled at each other and then sat on the sofa in the living room.

"Teacher, before we delve into those complex and profound issues, I would like to give you a little surprise. Let's start our communication from the mouth, how about it?" Yihua's voice was gentle and full of expectation. Her words were like a ray of warm sunshine in spring, gently brushing Shiraishi's heart.

"Mouth--" Shiraishi was shocked. Is this communication too exciting for Yihua?

Shiraishi looked up, with a hint of surprise and curiosity in his eyes. Yihua then took out an apron from the big bag and put it on over the uniform.

"What is it?Do you want to cook for me?" (To read the most exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Shiraishi felt relieved.

"Why? Shiraishi wants something else? Or are you expecting something to happen?" Ichika smiled and put on her apron.

The apron on her body formed a sharp contrast with the school uniform, but it was unexpectedly harmonious, as if it added an unusual color to this ordinary day...0

"This... this is not good, I have almost no cooking tools here, how can you..." Shiraishi's words were not finished, but Ichika had already given the answer with her actions.

She took out the necessary items one by one from the bag that seemed to hold the whole world: a kettle, tableware, a sealed container, and even a small thermos. These simple items seemed to be given life in her hands, and were placed one by one in the limited space of the kitchen in an orderly manner.

"Teacher, have you forgotten the situation when I first came? At that time, there was only one kettle here. But today, I am fully prepared. "Ichika's tone was full of pride, as if she was showing Shiraishi her growth and changes.

As the water in the kettle gradually boiled, the whole room was surrounded by a warm atmosphere. Ichika began to get busy. She skillfully opened the sealed container and placed the carefully prepared food on the plate one by one.

The aroma of cod fish Saikyo-yaki 5.6 hit the nose, and the golden skin wrapped the tender and juicy fish meat; the Japanese-style radish salad was refreshing and delicious, and the colorful vegetables and special salad dressing intertwined to create a layered taste; the cold tofu was delicate and tender, and every bite was the ultimate tease to the taste buds; the omelet was golden and tempting, and the rolled edge revealed an attractive temperature.

And the miso soup in the small thermos was even more mouth-watering. The addition of bean sprouts and fried tofu skin made this soup more nutritious and mellow.

"Everything is ready, please enjoy." .