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

"Teacher?" Bai Shi couldn't help but talk to him first, but the teacher ignored him. He just looked at his phone.

"Teacher?" This time Bai Shi's voice was louder, but it still had no effect. This feeling didn't seem like the teacher was deliberately ignoring him. It was that he really didn't hear it.

"I say, teacher." Bai Shi wanted to reach out and pat the health teacher, but found that the moment he touched someone, his body would begin to become transparent. He couldn't feel the teacher's body temperature or the texture of his clothes.

"What is this situation?"

At this time, Bai Shi noticed another strange "eight nine seven" phenomenon. Through the window, Bai Shi could clearly see the teacher's reflection in the glass, but Bai Shi didn't.

Suddenly, I recalled Medea's words, so now no one can see me or sense that there is only me. Can I take action after finding the only person in the world who can see me?

Bai Shi felt a little scared. Although he had heard about it, he still felt it was difficult after experiencing it personally.

"There is no other way. I can only try my luck."

Because it was lunch break, there were very few people in the corridor, so he could run in the corridor without restraint. But he would not be seen or bumped into, so it didn't matter.

He was thinking about some knowledge he had come into contact with before. Just like Schrödinger's cat, before the box is really opened to observe the state of the cat, the cat is in a state of both alive and dead at the same time. Only when you really open the box to observe, the cat will collapse in a certain direction.

"This is really quantum mechanics when you are in a dilemma."

He searched frantically on campus. Kaguya could not see him, and Secretary Fujiwara could not see him. He placed his last hope on Yukino.

But when Yukino sat quietly in the classroom reading a book and did not make any changes because of Shiraishi's arrival, he admitted that he was a little desperate.

He seemed to be deflated in an instant, and walked with his hands down on the campus of Shuchiin Academy. He turned around and walked to the storage room for some reason. Scattered costumes and props were thrown at the door casually. He saw it at a glance. A set of cosplay costumes, which seemed to belong to a certain thief, with a white suit and a white cape.

"Let me imitate Miss Mai at this time." Shiraishi reached out to the cosplay costume.

"Don't say that this costume is not bad to wear." For Shiraishi, who was only wearing a simple long coat and trousers, in this windy weather, having such a thick coat is indeed a good tool to keep warm.

And Shiraishi also took a strange mask from the props. Although he couldn't tell which character it belonged to, according to Miss Mai's principle, the weirder the better, so he chose a strange mask with a wide mouth and a little blood.

The first place he went to was the train station.

Shiraishi had neitherHe had no money to buy a ticket, nor did he have a monthly pass. Fortunately, no one knew her or could see her, so he could get on the bus openly.

He stood in the crowded bus openly, but no one could notice him in his COS costume. If someone could see him, it would be terrible, right?

Did Mai-senpai have the same thoughts before? She was afraid of being seen, and afraid that others could not see her. 0 ..... This kind of non-observation is different from the general blindness. It is simply not perceived by the people around, and nothing can be felt, just like this.

Compared with having a strange appearance or making a fool of oneself, for the current Shiraishi and the former Mai-senpai, not being recognized by others is a more terrible thing.

So I will grab anything I can rely on to rely on.

"Speaking of which, I don't think I have lost that bunny girl outfit yet. I'd like Mai-senpai to wear it again next time."

The bus soon arrived at the next stop, which was a transfer station with a larger flow of people, so Shiraishi chose to get off.

Standing at the exit where people were rushing around, Shiraishi shouted without caring about his image.

"Can anyone hear me? Can anyone see me?"

He shouted at the loudest volume he could in his life. Hundreds of people could pass by him in one minute, but no one looked at him. Even someone passed through Shiraishi with his body at 4.8, and he didn't care at all. Of course, Shiraishi didn't feel anything, and the other party might not feel anything either.

It's not time to be depressed yet. It's about 3:30 in the afternoon. Many high school or junior high school students in uniform can be seen on the street, and there seem to be many couples from nearby universities. Maybe it's a holiday today? Many people travel together.

And more office workers are in sharp contrast with them. They hold briefcases and wear suits. They just look up at the sky occasionally, and their expressions are even gloomier than the gray sky. .