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

The moment I stepped outside, an indescribable heat was like an invisible silk, tightly wrapped around every inch of my skin, making me sigh that even in September, which was almost over, the afterglow of summer still stubbornly lingered, as if bidding a final farewell to the world.

Summer's departure always seemed so hesitant, and today, as the end of the week - Friday, it intensified this reluctance. On the streets and alleys, people poured out from various stations like a tide and gathered towards the bustling city center. Everyone's face was full of expectations and longings for the upcoming weekend.

Shiraishi and Miori, in the countercurrent of the "653" flow of people, slowly crossed the quaint bridge on the Veil River and chose to walk along the river bank to avoid the hustle and bustle of the crowd. Miori's steps were light but slightly slow, and she occasionally had to jog a few steps to keep up with Shiraishi, but she never complained, just followed silently.

Shiraishi noticed this and slowed down his pace involuntarily. He looked sideways at Miori who was a few steps behind him, his eyes full of concern.

"Are you really relieved to leave your friend alone there?" He asked softly, revealing a subtle worry in his tone.

"Manami?" Miori stopped and turned around, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. "Oh, you don't know her name." She responded softly, and then shook her head, "It's okay. If I continue to stay there, she may be even more unhappy."

After speaking, Miori sighed softly, as if she was telling an unspeakable heart.

Shiraishi's heart was a little clear when he heard this. He smiled slightly, as if he was telling Miori in this way that he could understand her situation.

"So that's it. Your friend's sweetheart has feelings for you. This is indeed a tricky problem." His tone was full of understanding and sympathy.

Mori obviously didn't expect Shiraishi to be able to see through her thoughts so easily. A flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she regained her composure. "You can actually understand, it's amazing." She looked up at Shiraishi, her eyes full of admiration and gratitude.

"In fact, I also met a female high school student who had similar troubles." Shiraishi said lightly, as if recalling a past, "I understand the feeling of being confessed by a friend's sweetheart."

Mori heard this and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, but then she restrained it and her tone became a little more polite. "Shiraishi, you seem to understand the world of female high school students very well." There was a subtle sense of distance in her voice, as if she was deliberately avoiding getting too close to Shiraishi.

"Actually, the high school girl I just mentioned looks a lot like you." Shiraishi explained hastily, fearing misunderstanding, "She will be a college student soon."

Hearing this, Miori nodded slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her lips again. "Okay, I'll take it as it is." She said softly, with a tone ofThere was a sense of relief.

The two walked and talked, and the topic gradually shifted to other aspects. Shiraishi suddenly asked, "Are you going home by bus next?"

"Well, I'll take the Tokaido Line to Fujisawa." Miori replied. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Are you from here?" Shiraishi asked casually, but he had his own guess in his heart.0 ......... Miori's breath did not have the unique charm of a big ship. The school they attended was the top aristocratic institution in the country. Most of the students came from famous families, so students from different regions often had their own unique temperament and breath.

"No, I live here alone." Miori shook her head and replied.

"In that case, why don't you rent a house closer to the school?" Shiraishi asked curiously.

"Because it's very close to Kamakura." Miori's answer surprised Shiraishi, but he soon understood what she meant. Kamakura, a place full of history and romance, also carries the beautiful memories of Shiraishi and Mai.

"Shiraishi, are you a local?" Miori suddenly asked.

"I'm half a local," Shiraishi replied with a smile.

The two walked to the main road and were stopped by the first traffic light. At this moment, Miori took out a small plastic box from her tote bag, which was filled with thin 1.8-ounce chewing gum. She shook the box gently, making a rustling sound, then poured out three gums and put them in her mouth, and then handed the rest of the box to Shiraishi.

"Does my breath have a bad breath?" Shiraishi took the gum and asked with a bit of a smile.

"No, it's because garlic was used in the fried chicken just now." Miori explained, "Aren't you going to be a cram school teacher later? This will make you look more professional."

"Thank you for your attentiveness." Shiraishi said gratefully, and then threw three gums into his mouth. The refreshing mint flavor instantly spread, making people feel refreshed. .