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

It was the second day after the high school entrance exam. Shiraishi asked the teacher for the five sisters' grades and was about to mark them. He heard Medea's voice for the first time in a long time.

"Master, something happened——" Her voice was hesitant, and she didn't even appear in front of Shiraishi.

"What's wrong? Why are you here at this time?" Shiraishi was very surprised by Medea's appearance. Her usual mission was to protect the girls of Shuchiin Academy and investigate the well. How big a problem could it be?

"Yesterday——Mai Sakurajima was injured because she was trying to save a girl who was about to be hit by a car——" Medea said hesitantly. She didn't know what would happen if she told Shiraishi the news.

"What??"

Shiraishi slammed the table, "Medea, what on earth do you do? Can't you do such a small thing? This is not the Holy Grail War. Can't ordinary accidents be avoided?"

Medea hesitated even more. "Master, this is probably not an accident - the car is already downstairs, you will know when you get to the hospital."

Shiraishi stood outside the operating room, and every word the doctor said hit his heart like a heavy hammer, shaking him so much that he almost couldn't stand steadily.

"It's a pity, but we have tried our best. I'm sorry." This sentence, every word is clear, although the volume is low, but it echoes in the empty corridor of the hospital late at night, with an indescribable heaviness.

He tried to focus his eyes to understand the doctor's words, but those syllables seemed to be distorted by an invisible force and could not be arranged into any meaningful sentences in his mind.

Shiraishi's voice was hoarse and trembling, and he almost instinctively opened his mouth to confirm: "You...what did you say just now~'?"

However, the doctor's eyes did not stay on him, because those words were not for Shiraishi, but for Mai's mother who had already burst into tears.

Mai's mother, a woman in her forties with long hair and wearing an expensive suit, could not conceal her noble temperament even at such a moment. Her profile was strikingly similar to Mai, allowing Shiraishi to recognize her at a glance. He had only met this mother once, but that brief meeting was deep enough, because the mother and daughter looked like replicas.

"My daughter... Mai..." Mai's mother's voice was intermittent, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, with reluctance and despair, as if she was silently negotiating with fate, trying to save the light of life that was about to disappear.

The male doctor lowered his head again, his tone full of helplessness and apology: "When the patient was sent here, the situation was already very critical. We tried our best, but unfortunately, please accept my condolences."

Shiraishi felt that everything around him became blurred and distant, and the doctor's words turned into a roaring echo in his ears, circling in his mind like garbled code, unable to be analyzed. His body lost balance, and the surrounding scene was blurred as if separated by a layer of mist. He could only barely concentrate and stare at a small dot in front of him.Trying to calm his mind that was about to collapse. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Just then, a sudden pain came from his cheek, accompanied by a crisp "pop", pulling Bai Shi back to reality from his trance. He looked up and saw Mai's mother's tearful eyes staring at him angrily. Although there were no tears falling, the grief and hatred were as heavy as substance.

"Give Mai back to me!" She screamed, and every word was filled with uncontrollable grief and anger. In the corridor, applause rang out again and again. It was Mai's mother's uncontrolled emotional catharsis, crisp and harsh, making Bai Shi realize that the initial pain also came from this.

He was powerless to dodge and could only let the power control him. He felt as if he was in a nightmare from which he could not wake up.

The doctor and nurse hurried forward to pull Mai's mother away, but her wailing was like a sharp blade, deeply piercing Bai Shi's heart. He felt a sharp pain, and warm liquid seemed to seep out of his lips. He realized in a trance that it might be the wound left by the slap just now.

The nurse whispered to Bai Shi and gently pushed his shoulder, indicating that he should leave this place full of sadness. Bai Shi was unable to resist this consideration, and could only let the nurse lead him away like a sleepwalker. (Qian Qian Zhao)

He listened to the heartbreaking cry of Mai's mother, and an indescribable grief and self-blame surged in his heart.

After the wound on his lips was carefully treated, Bai Shi sat alone in the waiting room for outpatients. The benches were arranged in five neat rows. He chose a corner seat in the front row and sat down with his head down, as if the whole world was pressing on his shoulders.

The lights had long been turned off, and only the green signboard marking the emergency exit emitted a faint light, illuminating his tired and helpless face. He felt as if the whole world had collapsed, and his heart was filled with confusion and pain.

In the dead of night, a hurried sound of footsteps broke the tranquility of the corridor. .