Zongman: Succubus Shota, a new ability every day

Upon hearing this, Ichika put away her smile and became serious. She sat back down across from Shiraishi and said with a firm gaze, "Actually... I'm here to confirm something—"

Ichika seemed a little hesitant, so Shiraishi didn't rush. It was just that what Ichika said was indeed worse than Shiraishi could have guessed.

"So this is very likely the reality of the future, and I think you need to know." Ichika bowed to Shiraishi, which was a rare occurrence.

Bai Shi didn't say anything, just smiled.

"You've done so much for me today, you must be tired, go back first."

"No matter what, what I said to you is my promise to you. You not only have five sisters, but also me."

Shiraishi's words touched Ichika, but Shiraishi still needed some time to think things through, so the two of them only spoke briefly before Ichika left.

"Huh..." Bai Shi sighed deeply, "Why are there so many strange things happening in these wealthy families?"

It was the same with Kaguya back then, and it is the same with these five sisters now.

The midterm test will begin next week.

"Just in case, let me explain in advance that the passing score for this exam is 60 points. In other words, anyone who doesn't reach 60 points will be considered a failure. I hope everyone will study hard and not be lazy."

"Has this day finally come?" Bai Shi thought to himself as he looked at the date.

During lunch break, most people chose to walk around, but Shiraishi found that May was sitting at her desk, studying in her clothes.

"That's amazing! You're still doing preview during break time, that's amazing!" Bai Shi praised from the bottom of his heart.

"I heard from Yihua that you study at home, never come in late or leave early, and never forget things. As far as I know, you are the most hardworking and diligent student in your class."

Even May couldn't handle Bai Shi's constant stream of praise. Her face flushed slightly.

"It's all just Ichika talking nonsense."

"No, not really." Shiraishi struck while the iron was hot. "You've worked hard, so it's okay. You're just a little bit dumb. So there's no need to be stubborn anymore. Come to my tutoring session and give it a try."

This sentence hit May's nerves repeatedly, but she didn't get angry immediately.

Grabbing the test booklet from the table, May slowly raised her head. "I do feel that my own strength is limited, so I have a question."

"Of course, any question is fine!" Shiraishi said confidently. But before he could finish his words, he found that May was no longer in front of him, but had run to the teacher with the workbook in hand.

"Of course no problem, come to my office later." said the teacher.

"Thank you, teacher." May glanced at Bai Shi sideways as if in a provocation, and returned to her seat with a smile.

"Damn it, I won't give up that easily!"

"Nino."

Shiraishi blocked her way upstairs. Nino had just said this to her friend.

Chapter 214 A sudden accident!

It was the day after the high school entrance exam. Bai Shi had received the five sisters' results from their teacher and was about to mark them when he heard Medea's voice after a long absence.

"Master, something happened--" Her voice was hesitant, and she didn't even speak in front of Bai Shi.

"What's wrong? Why are you coming to me at this time?" Shiraishi was very surprised by Medea's appearance. Her usual task was just to protect the girls of Shuchiin Academy and investigate the well by the way. How big a problem could it be?

"Yesterday—Sakurajima Mai was injured while saving a girl from being hit by a car—" Medea said hesitantly. She wasn't sure what would happen if she told Shiraishi the news.

"What??"

Shiraishi slammed the table. "Medea, what the hell are you doing? Can't you even handle something as simple as this? This isn't the Holy Grail War, so can't ordinary accidents be avoided?"

Medea hesitated even more. "Master, this is most likely not an accident—the car is already downstairs. You'll know when you get to the hospital."

Bai Shi stood outside the operating room door. Every word the doctor said hit his heart like a heavy hammer, shaking him so much that he almost couldn't stand.

"I'm sorry, but we've tried our best. I'm sorry." Each word was clear, and although the voice was low, it echoed in the empty corridor of the hospital late at night, carrying an indescribable heaviness.

He tried to focus his eyes, to understand the doctor's words, but the syllables seemed to be twisted by an invisible force and could not be arranged into any meaningful sentence in his mind.

Bai Shi's voice was hoarse and trembling. He almost instinctively asked, "You...what did you just say~"

However, the doctor's eyes did not stay on him, because those words were not directed at Shiraishi, but at Mai's mother who had already burst into tears.

Mai's mother, a woman in her forties with long hair and an expensive suit, couldn't conceal her noble demeanor even at this moment. Her profile bore a striking resemblance to Mai's, and Shiraishi recognized her instantly. He had only met her mother once, but that brief encounter had left a lasting impression, for the two looked like a mirror image.

"My daughter... Mai she..." Mai's mother's voice was intermittent, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, with unwillingness and despair, as if she was silently negotiating with fate, trying to save the light of life that was about to disappear.

The male doctor lowered his head again, his tone filled with helplessness and apology: "The patient was in a very critical condition when he was brought here. We tried our best, but unfortunately, please accept my condolences."

Bai Shi felt everything around him grow blurry and distant. The doctor's words echoed in his ears like a garbled string, swirling in his mind, impossible to decipher. His body lost its balance, and the surrounding scene was blurred, as if through a thin mist. He could only focus with all his might, staring at a small spot in front of him, trying to steady his mind, which was about to collapse.

At this moment, a sudden pain ripped through his cheek, followed by a crisp "pop," bringing Shiraishi back to reality from his trance. He looked up and saw Mai's mother's tearful eyes glaring angrily at him. Although no tears were falling, the grief and hatred she expressed were as heavy as substance.

"Give Mai back to me!" she screamed, each word filled with uncontrollable grief and anger. In the corridor, applause rang out again and again, a clear and piercing outburst of Mai's mother's uncontrolled emotions, making Shiraishi realize that this was also the source of his initial pain.

He was unable to dodge and could only let the force control him. He felt as if he was in a nightmare from which he could not wake up.

The doctor and nurse rushed forward to pull Mai's mother away, but her wailing was like a sharp knife, piercing deep into Shiraishi's heart. He felt a sharp pain and a warm liquid seemed to seep out of his lips. He suddenly realized that it might be the wound left by the slap just now.

The nurse softly comforted Shiraishi and gently pushed his shoulder, signaling him to leave this place full of sorrow. Shiraishi was powerless to resist this considerate gesture and could only let the nurse lead him away like a sleepwalker.

As he listened to Mai's mother's heart-wrenching cries, an indescribable grief and self-blame welled up in his heart.

After his lip wound was carefully treated, Shiraishi sat alone in the outpatient waiting room. Benches were arranged in five neat rows, and he chose a corner seat at the front row, his head lowered, as if the whole world was weighing on his shoulders.

The lights had long been turned off, and only the green sign indicating the emergency exit emitted a faint light, illuminating his tired and helpless face. He felt as if the whole world had collapsed, and his heart was filled with confusion and pain.

In the dead of night, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the tranquility of the corridor.

Chapter 215 Red Snow

Shiraishi looked up and saw a blonde girl running towards him. It was Toyohama Kazuka, a familiar friend and rising star in the idol world. Her stage makeup was still on, and her shimmering stage costume was faintly visible beneath her coat. Seeing Shiraishi's distraught expression, Kazuka's expression suddenly became complicated.

She paused, her expression tense and filled with anxiety and worry. Hexiang looked towards Shiraishi in the darkness, seeking support and answers, but Shiraishi could not offer any response. He could only turn his head away, avoiding those expectant eyes.

"Shiraishi..." Hexiang's voice was hoarse and trembling. She tried to call his name, but Shiraishi didn't respond at all, as if he was in another world. Hexiang anxiously pressed his shoulders and shook him, trying to wake him up, but Shiraishi just sat there like a lifeless statue.

"Hey! Speak!" There was crying and anxiety in Kazuka's voice. She shook Shiraishi's body more violently, but Shiraishi still did not respond. He was just immersed in his own grief and couldn't extricate himself.

"...You were lying to me...at 380?" Hexiang's voice trembled even more violently. She couldn't accept Shiraishi's current state and tried to find an answer to explain it all, but Shiraishi just sat there silently without any response.

He Xiang's voice gradually became softer and her heart was filled with anxiety and fear. She couldn't understand why things turned out like this, nor could she accept this cruel reality.

Finally, Shiraishi spoke, but his voice was dry and hoarse, as if the words were squeezed from the deepest part of his heart. He mechanically repeated the doctor's words, which meant nothing to him, just empty echoes.

He Xiang was filled with grief and despair when she heard what Shiraishi said. She couldn't imagine that Mai had left them like this, nor could she accept this cruel fact.

"...Don't be like this." Kazuka's voice lost its strength like a deflated ball. She couldn't accept this cruel reality and could only helplessly beg Shiraishi to recover. But Shiraishi was still immersed in his own world and couldn't respond to her call.

He Xiang tried to find various ways to wake up Shiraishi, but no matter how hard she tried, Shiraishi just sat there silently, as if isolated from the world. Her voice was filled with confusion and puzzlement. She couldn't understand why Shiraishi had become like this, and she couldn't find any answers to explain it all.

"...Is it really my sister?" Kazuka's voice was filled with fear and uneasiness. She couldn't accept this cruel fact, nor could she believe that Mai had left them like this. She tried to get confirmation from Shiraishi, but Shiraishi remained silent, and her hope gradually faded.

Seeing Shiraishi's lifeless form, Hexiang's heart was filled with helplessness and despair. She tried to find a way to help Shiraishi out of the shadow, but found herself powerless. Her voice held a faint glimmer of hope and expectation, and she tried to comfort Shiraishi with gentle words, but Shiraishi seemed to be in an unreachable world, unable to feel her warmth and care.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, Shiraishi and Kazuka both lost themselves in their own worlds. Everything around them seemed so distant and blurry, as if the whole world was left with only the two of them and their unspeakable grief and despair...

"...Waka, are you calling me?" Waka's voice, laced with undeniable anxiety and unease, pierced through Shiraishi's inner chaos and pain. She gently shook Shiraishi's shoulders, trying to pull him back from the abyss, but Shiraishi simply sat quietly, his eyes empty, as if cut off from the world. A complex web of emotions swirled within him, a tangle of confusion and pain that prevented him from responding.

He Xiang's voice gradually became tearful. She couldn't accept this cruel reality, and she didn't want to believe what she was seeing. "Shiraishi, please speak! Tell me, this is just a misunderstanding, right?" Her hands went from shaking to clenching, her nails practically digging into her palms, but Shiraishi remained silent, like a piece of unmeltable ice.

At this moment, Bai Shi's voice suddenly broke the silence, echoing hollowly and lonely in the hospital corridor.

"Snow..." He murmured to himself, as if he was describing a distant dream. He Xiang was stunned, looking at him with tears in her eyes, not knowing how to understand the meaning behind these words.

"Snow is red," Shiraishi continued, his voice low and hoarse, each word weighing a thousand pounds of emotion. Everything around them seemed to freeze, only Shiraishi's words echoed in the air. Kazuka held her breath, listening, her heart filled with confusion and sorrow.

"Only the snow around Miss Mai... is red..." Shiraishi's voice trembled, each word seeming to come from the depths of his soul. He fell into memory, and that terrible moment resurfaced before his eyes. "Miss Mai... she didn't respond to me, no matter how I called her name."

Chapter 216 The Pain of Parting

Fear, like an icy tide, once again flooded Bai Shi's heart, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"The ambulance came and she was put in, but she still didn't speak, didn't move, and even... I couldn't feel her breathing..." Shiraishi's voice choked, tears welling up in his eyes, but he fought hard to hold them back. His heart was filled with endless regret and self-blame, and he prayed that if he could turn back time, he would do his best to protect Mai.

"Why..." Hexiang's voice was weak and trembling. She stared at Baishi with wide eyes, her eyes full of pain and confusion.

"Why couldn't you protect her?" Her tears fell again, and her hands weakly beat Bai Shi's knees.

"Why...why..." She repeated this sentence over and over again, as if only in this way could she vent the grief and anger in her heart.

Bai Shi wanted to explain, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make any sound.

He wanted to say, "I wish I were the one who died," but these words were like a thousand-pound stone pressing on his heart, making him unable to speak.

So, he could only endure this torment and pain in silence. Time seemed to slow and stretch, each second feeling like an eternity. He didn't know how he left the hospital, or how he returned to his apartment. He only remembered that in the entrance, he subconsciously said, "I'm back," but all he received in response was cold silence.

He squatted on the ground, covering his chest with his hands. It felt as if a huge hole was swallowing it there, and a feeling of emptiness surged over him like a tide.

"Nothing..." Bai Shi muttered to himself, "I couldn't protect anything. Everything is gone." His voice was filled with despair and helplessness. Then he whispered, "Perhaps this is just a dream..."

The sight before his eyes, the sounds beside his ears, the touch of his skin all became so unreal and unreal. He would rather believe that this was just a dream, because only in dreams could he see Mai's carefree smile again.

When he regained consciousness, the western sky was already turning pale. The rising sun illuminated the earth and also the haze in his heart. He stood up and walked to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Nasuno, while also searching for a glimmer of meaning and hope in his own life...

"...The door's unlocked." A voice suddenly rang out, remarkably clear in the still air, neither too far nor too near, with a faint sense of unreality. Then came the sound of gradually approaching footsteps, one large, one small, one fast, one slow, like the rhythm of life, interweaving and echoing in this short hallway, finally stopping at the entrance to the living room.

"Shiraishi."

"Azusawa..."

Almost simultaneously, two familiar voices awoke Shiraishi's wandering thoughts. He slowly raised his head, and two figures appeared in his sight—Kunimi Yuma and Futaba Rio, his close friends. Standing before him, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

When Yujin first saw Shiraishi, a flicker of relief crossed his face, but it was quickly replaced by a deep sadness, his heart heavy beyond words. Rio stood nearby, her eyes filled with deep worry, as if she could read Shiraishi's every inner struggle.

"What's wrong?" Bai Shi's voice was a little hollow, as if it came from a distant place, with a hint of confusion.

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Rio replied softly, "We saw the news about the car accident on the news..." Her voice was low and heavy, and every word seemed to carry endless sorrow.

Youzhen took over the conversation: "We were extremely worried and called you many times." His tone was full of concern and anxiety.

Upon hearing this, Shiraishi's eyes involuntarily turned to the flashing red telephone. The message indicator was as glaring as a warning light, reminding him of the unanswered messages. Nasuno continued to quietly enjoy his meal, seemingly unfazed by all this. Shiraishi stood up, walked over to the phone, and pressed the play button.

A mechanical voice echoed through the empty room, announcing the number of messages. The first was from his father, his voice calm but with a subtle tremor. He recounted the news of Mai's car accident and his concern for Shiraishi's well-being. Hua Feng's voice occasionally punctuated his voice, her sobbing and anxious tone tightening Shiraishi's heart once again.

Next came Yukino's message. Her voice was filled with disbelief and despair, each word ripped from the depths of her heart. Her sobs gradually faded, but the pain she felt was clearly conveyed to Shiraishi's ears.

Then came another message from his father, short and powerful, asking Shiraishi to contact him after hearing the message. He didn't ask, "Are you okay?" because the unspoken understanding was already heavy enough.

The second message was from Rio, her voice suppressed, revealing deep concern for Shiraishi's safety. The third was from Yuzhen, his brief words filled with worry and anxiety for his friend.

Chapter 217 Farewell Ceremony

I don't know how much time passed, when Shiraishi looked up again, Rio was standing in front of him with an expressionless face. But Shiraishi really didn't have the energy to pay attention to anyone's sudden appearance.

Every moment of these two days, Bai Shi has been constantly exploring his abilities and hidden effects, trying to find a way to save the situation from all his abilities, but the result is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and everything is in vain.

"Look at you now." Rio's words were not filled with blame, but with heartache. She gently held Shiraishi in her arms, trying to warm the heartbroken child in every way she could.

"Come with me." When Rio spoke, Shiraishi only responded lightly, without any extra words, as if he hadn't eaten anything since yesterday. Rio thought to herself, if this continued, if no one took care of him, then Shiraishi might also have an accident.

"Don't worry, my family won't be back until after the New Year." Rio's words were like a cold breeze in winter, gently blowing across Bai Shi's heart, but could not take away the haze in his heart.

Bai Shi did not respond immediately, but just nodded slightly, looking out the window with empty eyes, where there was only endless rain and a gray sky.

He knew that Rio was willing to stay with him and provide him with a temporary safe haven, but behind this tranquility lay the loneliness and pain that he could not escape.

"My dad found a small place to live near the hospital, saying it was convenient for work. My mom went to Europe to buy new goods, saying she wanted to open up new markets." There was a hint of self-mockery in Rio's voice, as if she was describing her family's busy schedule and her own loneliness. She turned to look at Shiraishi, a trace of worry in her eyes, "Are you okay?"

Bai Shi forced a smile and shook his head, "I'm fine, just a little tired." His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

In the past few days, he hardly left this room. He had no appetite, no sleep, and only endless thoughts swirling in his mind.

Kaguya came several times, each time bringing news from the outside world. He knew that Shiraishi's condition was not good, but he also understood that he could not really help him. He could only accompany him silently, trying to give him some comfort in his own way.

"There are several news cars parked in front of the apartment building. It looks like they won't stop even after the Lunar New Year." Kaguya's words were filled with helplessness and worry. He knew that Shiraishi's case had attracted widespread attention, but he also knew that this attention might be a burden for Shiraishi.

Bai Shi didn't respond, but simply sat quietly by the window, watching the rain fall. His world seemed to be reduced to this gloomy scene and the endless pain in his heart. He tried to fight this pain with silence, but the more he remained silent, the more intense the pain became.

On the evening of the 27th, Rio broke the silence. "Today is a vigil, for family members only." Her voice was low and mournful, as if even she couldn't bear the pain. She knew the funeral would be held at a Tokyo funeral home tomorrow, but she also knew Shiraishi might not be able to face it.

"Tomorrow... Tokyo Funeral Home, farewell ceremony." Rio repeated, her voice trembling. She looked at Shiraishi, hoping he would give an answer.

Bai Shi didn't answer, only his shoulders trembled slightly. He knew he couldn't face that scene, couldn't bear the pain. He would rather escape, choose to continue sinking in this small space.