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

"Xiao Qian..." Mao Yue's voice was gentle and slightly hesitant, as if carrying a trace of imperceptible worry.

"Hmm?" Shiraishi turned his head, his eyes full of concern. He gently put down the plastic bottle in his hand, and the bottle cap rotated with a slight sound, and then was firmly closed. His movements revealed an inadvertent tenderness, as if creating a comfortable atmosphere for the next conversation.

"How old do you think you can be an idol?" Mao Yue finally asked the doubts in her heart. Her eyes passed through the scenery in front of her and cast to a more distant place, where dreams and reality intertwined.

Shiraishi smiled slightly, and there was some understanding and encouragement in that smile. "Yueyue, didn't you say you wanted to be an idol for life?" There was a hint of teasing in his words, but more of it was support and affirmation of Mao Yue's dream.

"I did say that before." Mao Yue nodded gently, but then changed the subject, "But now, I don't know." There was a hint of confusion in her tone, as if she was having a conversation with a corner of her heart.

"Why do you ask this suddenly?" Shiraishi noticed Mao Yue's emotional change, he restrained his smile and asked seriously.

"A friend at school asked me yesterday." Mao Yue explained, with a hint of bitterness in her voice, "She asked me, how long do you want to be an idol?"

"So you thought of this question?" Shiraishi asked, trying to understand Mao Yue's entanglement.

"No, I thought of something else." Mao Yue shook her head, a hint of complex emotions flashed in her eyes, "I hope she doesn't take it out on me because of a quarrel with her boyfriend." This sentence sounds a bit sharp, but behind it lies Mao Yue's delicate perception of interpersonal relationships and persistence in self-worth.

"You are really cruel." Shiraishi was amused by Uzuki's directness. He knew that this was Uzuki's unique way, using seemingly vicious words to protect himself from harm.

"Although I don't usually say it, everyone must think so." Uzuki continued, her tone became deeper, "Everyone is thinking that there are actually people doing idol jobs."

Hearing this, Shiraishi also looked at the sea, his eyes full of thoughts. "Everyone wants to achieve something." He said softly, as if talking to himself, and as if talking to Uzuki, "Being able to proudly tell others that this is my business."

"For you, what is that?" Uzuki turned her head and looked at Shiraishi seriously, her eyes full of expectations.

"It is something that competes with singing and idol careers." Shiraishi replied, his voice firm and powerful, "It is something that can make others yearn for it and show off to others." He believed that everyone has such a dream, and Uzuki is no exception.

Uzuki was silent. She looked at the sea quietly, as if digesting Bai Shi's words. The sea breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness, but also blew away some of the heaviness in the air.

"NoBut everyone hasn't become such a person yet, so when they see you on TV and become an idol... they think you are dazzling like this." Shiraishi continued, his tone full of understanding, "Moreover, everyone is not calm and strong enough to honestly admit this, so they turn it into that kind of sour words to vent their frustration."

Uzuki nodded gently, she understood what Shiraishi meant. Those seemingly harsh words are actually just a wall built by people to protect their unfulfilled dreams.

"Hey~~ But what my friend said is also very pertinent." Uzuki suddenly changed the subject, and her smile was relieved, "Because it is impossible to be an idol for a lifetime."

"Yeah..." Shiraishi responded, he did not refute, because he knew this was the truth. But he believed that no matter what the future holds, Uzuki will continue to shine in her own way.

"It's actually this kind of reaction. Generally speaking, wouldn't you encourage the other party that it's not the case at this time?" Uzuki laughed and teased.

"Do you want me to encourage you? "Bai Shi asked back, his eyes full of sincerity.

"I feel like I will be unhappy if I hear Xiao Qian say that now." Mao Yue shook her head, her smile hiding a hint of cunning, "573If that's the case, I would have said it earlier."

"Why?" Bai Shi asked curiously.

"Because in this case, Yue Yue, who has lost her composure, might tell me the truth." Mao Yue said mischievously, but her eyes revealed a hint of seriousness.

Bai Shi smiled, he knew that Mao Yue was using this method to hide her emotions. He gently patted Mao Yue's shoulder, as if to tell her that no matter what happened, he would be here to support her and accompany her.

"Xiao Qian, you are very mean." Mao Yue said with a smile, but her tone was full of warmth and gratitude.

"Not that bad." Bai Shi responded with a smile, "It's just that you are so good at pretending to be mean, I feel that you will accidentally say something. ”

“For example?” Mao Yue asked curiously.

“Let me think…like the martial arts hall is far away.” Shiraishi said casually, but he knew it was just a joke. However, Mao Yue’s voice went away lightly with the wind, as if he really said something from his heart..