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

"Come to think of it, I haven't heard the word puberty syndrome for a long time." Shiraishi thought to himself when he passed through the ticket gate. This long-lost feeling made him feel more about youth and growth.

In the afterglow of Friday evening, Shiraishi stepped onto the Tokaido Line train departing from Yokohama Station. Although there were many office workers who were eager to go home and students with full backpacks in the carriage, the carriage seemed relatively spacious compared to the crowds during the peak hours on weekdays.

The relaxed atmosphere on Friday made many people choose to end their busy week early and go out to relax, so there were more empty seats on the train than expected. Shiraishi found the door at the connection of the carriages with ease. This became his temporary safe haven, where he could maintain balance and enjoy a moment of tranquility.

He slowly took out the heavy tutorial handouts from his backpack, and his fingertips gently slid across the cover, finally stopping on page 25 - the example of quadratic function. This is a necessary preparation before the cram school class tonight.

The train slowly moves along the designated track, passing through the bustling commercial district around Yokohama Station, and then gradually enters the quiet residential area. The scenery outside the window switches like a movie scene, with high-rise buildings and warm houses appearing alternately, forming the unique rhythm of this city.

However, today, Shiraishi finds it difficult to immerse himself in the world of learning as usual. His thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the previous party, when Mido Miori said something sudden - "Don't you know? This is called puberty syndrome." This sentence is like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up layers of ripples.

The fragments of puberty syndrome in his memory slowly emerged like a long-lost dream: loneliness that cannot be understood by others, the wonderful experience of predicting the future, the illusion of self-division... These strange phenomena that were once only heard of in legends, now made him feel a sense of inexplicable familiarity and uneasiness.

Time seemed to be stretched out. More than half a year had passed since he entered junior high school. In the past six months, he got used to preparing for his lessons on the train and studying day after day. However, the memory of "puberty syndrome" was rediscovered inadvertently like a treasure that had been covered in dust. He was surprised that he had not heard this word for a year and a half, and was even more surprised that he had gotten used to this ordinary life during this period.

With each stop of the train, Shiraishi's heart also fluctuated. When the train finally slowly drove into Fujisawa Station, he calmed down and followed the crowd out of the north gate of the station. The neon lights of the home appliance hypermarket flickered in the night, guiding him to the familiar place - the cram school.

Bai Shi did not stay for too long and went straight to the locker room. He opened the locker with his name tag and took out the specially made lecturer uniform - a clever combination of white robe and suit jacket, which not only reflects the rigor of the profession, but also maintains affinity. He quickly changed into the uniform, took out the lecture notes from his backpack, and finally put a few mint chewing lozenges in his mouth to stay awake and confident.

Stepping into the corridor to the classroom, Shiraishi knew that in the next few hours, he would explore the ocean of knowledge with a group of students with dreams. The various things about "puberty syndrome" may be just a short episode in his long life journey, but the thoughts and feelings will be engraved in his memory forever.

In this slightly open space, two students are waiting for their lecturer, Shiraishi. A male student, Kento Yamada, and a female student, Yoshi and Juri, sit opposite each other across a corridor that is neither wide nor narrow, each immersed in their own world.

Kento completely ignores the upcoming class, and his hands jump skillfully on the screen of his mobile phone. The rhythm coming from the headphones is brisk, obviously an addictive music game. Juri, on the other hand, seems more focused and quiet. She has already opened the handouts, ready to welcome the baptism of new knowledge. Her skin color is healthy and energetic, which forms a sharp contrast with her personality. It is a kind of restrained but tough beauty. As a member of Shuzhiyuan Academy, she is not only excellent in academics, but also actively participates in the training of the amateur beach volleyball team. Although she is only 16 cm tall and may be a little petite on the volleyball court, her love and persistence in sports make her shine.

"..Then, let's get started. (Okay)" Shiraishi's voice broke the silence of the classroom. His words were concise and powerful, revealing his rigorous attitude towards teaching.

"Okay." Juri responded quickly. Her voice was soft and firm, like a breeze in spring, which made people feel particularly comfortable. Her bright eyes were fixed on page 25 of the handout.

In contrast, Kento seemed a little careless. "Okay~~" He stretched out his tone, but still had no intention of withdrawing from the game, as if the whole world was only the screen in his hand. "Wait a minute, two more seconds." He said while speeding up the movement of his fingers, trying to catch the "FullCombo" that was about to disappear. .