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

"Maybe." Shiraishi responded softly. He knew that there was some resonance between him and Ikumi, which was an exploration and pursuit of the meaning of life.

"Mr. Kosaka..." Shiraishi's voice sounded softly in the slightly empty room, with a hint of hesitation that was not easily detected.

"Hmm?" Seiichi raised his head, looked away from the documents in his hand, and looked at Shiraishi, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"You still like Akagi now?" Shiraishi's words were somewhat tentative. He knew that this question might not be easy, but it was so necessary for a certain tacit understanding between the two.

Hearing this, Seiichi was slightly startled, and then a complex smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "I feel reluctant to leave her." His answer was simple and direct, without too much concealment, as if admitting the feelings in his heart.

After speaking, he stood up, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the screen of his mobile phone, perhaps to confirm the progress of his work, or perhaps to find some excuse to escape reality.

"By the way," Shiraishi suddenly remembered something, with a hint of request in his tone, "If it won't cause any trouble, can we exchange contact information? It's mainly just in case, if she...something happens.

Of course, if you find it troublesome, you can always block me later." His words were full of sincerity, and also revealed his deep concern for Akagi's safety.

However, Seiichi's reaction was beyond his expectations. "Sorry, I don't have a mobile phone." As soon as Shiraishi finished speaking, Seiichi gave such an answer, with a bit of helplessness and apology in his tone.

"Huh?" Shiraishi was obviously a little surprised. He didn't expect that in this era where almost everyone can't live without mobile phones, there are still people who choose not to carry mobile phones. Seiichi further explained: "It's not a bad excuse to refuse... I really hated mobile phones before, but later I got used to living without them, and I didn't have the motivation to buy them anymore."

"Is that so." Shiraishi nodded, expressing his understanding. Although he felt a little regretful, he also respected Seiichi's choice. The two smiled at each other, as if they were telling each other in this way:

Although the ways are different, we are all living in our own way.

"Then, let's meet again if we have the chance." Seiichi said, put his phone back into his suit pocket, turned around and walked towards the main door. His steps were firm and calm, without stopping or looking back.

Shiraishi watched Seiichi's back gradually disappear into the distance, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. At this moment, he felt an unusual breath - it was a red, mysterious breath.

He turned his head subconsciously, and saw that where Seiichi had just sat, there was a miniskirt Christmas girl. She supported her folded legs with one hand, and the action of supporting her chin looked both playful and charming. Under her long eyelashes, a pair of bright eyes were staring at Shiraishi.

"It's obviously Saturday, what are you doing at school?" Touko's voice was a bit teasing, breaking the tranquility in the room.Quiet.

"I was startled by the sudden appearance of the miniskirt Christmas girl."

Shiraishi answered with a wry smile, trying to ease the sudden embarrassment.

"So annoying." Touko snorted, seemingly dissatisfied with Shiraishi's reaction. But Shiraishi knew that meeting her here might be the opportunity for him to find the answer. He took a deep breath and decided to get straight to the point: "What did you do to Akagi?"

"I just gave out gifts, gifts that everyone wanted." Her answer was concise and vague, making it difficult to understand her true intentions.

"It turns out that the Christmas girl also takes the spirit as a gift." Shiraishi tried to defuse the tense atmosphere with humor, but Touko obviously didn't buy it. "What is that?" She sneered, as if laughing at Shiraishi's ignorance. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Her puberty syndrome is not that kind of thing." Shiraishi explained seriously,

"I can feel that the words written on Yushi's arm have someone's will, or a kind of personality. They are obviously not something that ghosts can do."

After hearing this, Touko's smile gradually faded. "What else is it?" She asked back, her eyes full of provocation. 317

"Santa Claus girls should not be too talkative and reveal other people's secrets."

Touko avoided a direct answer again, and her attitude made Shiraishi feel helpless and anxious. But he knew that he couldn't rush it, otherwise it would only backfire.

"Did you also do the trick in the dream?" Shiraishi changed the question, trying to find the answer from another angle.

Touko smiled softly, "Anyone would worry about the future, right? So I just provide an opportunity for everyone to look at the future for themselves." Her answer was still ambiguous, but Shiraishi could sense the deep meaning in her words. The topic seemed to be at a stalemate, and Shiraishi was unwilling to give up.

He took a deep breath and spoke again: "Then I'll ask another question. Please tell me your phone number."

Touko's fingers suddenly stopped sliding on the screen of her mobile phone. She looked up at Shiraishi with a flash of surprise in her eyes. "Ah, let me tell you my home phone number first?" She tried to change the subject in this way, but Shiraishi shook his head firmly: "No need, no need."