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

Shiraishi quietly left the hustle and bustle in front of the stall, fearing that his presence would inadvertently add a little unnecessary disturbance to the busy people.

"Shiraishi, just go." Mai's voice was gentle and firm, like a spring breeze, with unquestionable power. She said this

"I'll take it to the lounge for you." Mai's suggestion was like timely rain, instantly alleviating the embarrassment caused by the heavy Mexican burrito in Shiraishi's hand.

"This is very grateful, but..." Shiraishi's eyes unconsciously fell on the burrito in his hand, which was the delicacy they originally planned to share. Now, this sweetness seems to be a little difficult to choose.

"Then, come." Mai gently opened her lips, and a naughty smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, as if inviting Shiraishi to play a little game. Shiraishi understood and put the dumpling-sized burrito into Mai's mouth without any hesitation. At that moment, their eyes met, no words were needed, everything was self-explanatory.

"Hmm, delicious." Mai chewed, with a satisfied and happy smile on her face, which was an affirmation of Shiraishi's craftsmanship and a response to his emotions.

Through the bustling school celebration crowd, Shiraishi finally found Yushi in a corner of the flea market. She sat alone on a bench under the shade of a tree, away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd, looking particularly quiet and lonely.

Shiraishi walked gently to her side, kept a proper distance and sat down, fearing that his arrival would break this rare peace.

"..." Yushi didn't look up or speak, but Shiraishi could feel the expectation and complexity deep in her heart. Perhaps, she had already expected Shiraishi's arrival, but she just didn't know how to start.

"The injured will be so idle that they will panic." Yushi finally broke the silence and said in a self-deprecating tone. Her eyes still stayed on the lively scene of the flea market, as if she was deliberately avoiding something.

"They told me they didn't need help." Shiraishi responded softly, trying to ease the atmosphere with a relaxed tone. But Yushi's next words made him realize that she didn't mind being treated as a weak person.

"If you ask the injured to work, you're a bad guy. No one wants to be treated as such." Yushi smiled softly, and there was both helplessness and relief in that smile. She seemed to be telling Shiraishi in this way that she didn't need sympathy and pity, but understanding and companionship.

"So everyone is not worried about me. What a pity." Yushi's words were full of self-mockery and ridicule, but Shiraishi knew that behind that was a desire for friendship and care.

"Is this easier?" Shiraishi asked tentatively. He noticed that although Yushi said this, there was a hint of loneliness in her eyes that was not easily detected.

"From a human perspective, I don't agree with this idea." Shiraishi's words were firm and serious. He understood that true care and understanding do not lie in superficial busyness and dedication, but in inner feelings and resonance.

At this time, Yu ShiSuddenly, the topic of Halloween photos and Mexican taco shop costumes was brought up. Although this seemed to be an unintentional change of topic, Shiraishi knew that this was her way of expressing her love and yearning for life. He listened quietly to Yushi's story of interesting things and dreams, and his heart was filled with warmth and emotion.

She finally spoke out her true thoughts: "Are you thinking that you are such a stupid girl for something like this to happen even though you gave me special advice?"

Shiraishi shook his head and said softly: "Is that your dominant hand? Is it okay?" His tone was full of concern and worry. He knew that Yushi was a strong and independent girl, but her fragility and helplessness at the moment made him unable to ignore it.

Yushi smiled bitterly and replied: ".As someone who has captured the heart of Sakurajima Mai, she speaks differently." There was a hint of self-mockery and ridicule in her words, but more of it was her understanding and recognition of Shiraishi.

She knew that Shiraishi really cared about her, so she no longer deliberately hid her true feelings.

"Shaki will help me take notes, no problem. Although it seems exaggerated, it's just a sprain and will heal in a week. And I'm surrounded by future nurses." Yu Shi said in a relaxed tone, trying to ease the heaviness in the atmosphere. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Yu Shi did not directly respond to Shiraishi's concern about the arm injury, but gently rotated the ginkgo leaf in her hand, as if it was a propeller carrying thoughts, drawing invisible tracks between the two of them (Zhao Mahao). There was a deep light flashing in her eyes, as if she was recalling, and as if she was escaping.

"Azusagawa, do you remember what you wrote about the student's graduation collection?" Yu Shi suddenly asked an unexpected question, breaking the silence around him. Shiraishi was slightly stunned. He never thought that Yu Shi would mention such a topic.

"I don't remember." Shiraishi answered truthfully, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "I threw away the graduation album as useless when I moved. Now, I'm afraid it has turned into ashes, sleeping in the final destination of the waste in Minamimotomoku, waiting to become part of Xinxing Haipu one day in the future.".