General Man: The Days Of My Youth Are Never Boring!

"So handsome, that blond boy, although his eyes are a little fierce."

"I heard that he is still the general secretary of the student union, and it is very likely that he will be the next president."

"Don't you think the lead singer is also very handsome, his English pronunciation is so good!"

"That man... I knew him, it seemed to be from Class C, and I heard that he was sick and took leave just two days after school, and he was a loafer who liked to play games.

"Uh-huh! At least it's not for nothing! "

The orientation party was over, but not everyone just dispersed, many people were still wandering around the venue, some chatting, some preparing to play games all night in the board game department, and groups of performers planning to block the last show.

"It always feels like something is wrong with your gaze since just now."

Su Muyang bought a packet of potato chips at a convenience store on the side of the road, and was eating while walking at this time.

"Yes," Azusa reached out and took a piece of potato chips from his arms and fed it to his mouth, "I just suddenly felt that you are such a freshman, how powerful."

"That's cruel for a guy with as many as four friends."

"Wouldn't that be even more excessive for me, who only have three friends."

"So why hurt yourself." Su Muyang said, "Right, Shuangye.

"I don't want to be involved in this boring discussion," Futaba's gaze rolled to the side, "By the way, Azusagawa, didn't you all ride the train with Kunimi before."

"Today is a special situation, in that case his girlfriend will kill me." Azusa said expressionlessly, "But I understand what you mean, then, my dear sister is still waiting for me to make dinner, so take a step ahead and see you tomorrow."

After saying that, without waiting for Shuangye and Su Muyang's response, Zichuan dragged his schoolbag and ran away quickly.

"This pig's head..."

"He's really busy," Su Muyang noted down, "In that case, then I have to send you back."

"Is there any connection between your preamble and afterword?"

"Nope."

"So I refuse."

"I refuse your refusal, I went to see a psychologist yesterday afternoon, and the doctor said that it is only possible for me to become a normal person if I am with Futaba."

"Does it mean that you admit that you are already a complete pervert."

"Because the person who said that is Futaba, I don't mind."

"I mind."

Futaba quickened his pace and tried to flick off the tail behind him, but he lingered like a piece of candy.

"What are you following me for."

"This is a rare opportunity for me to find Futaba's home."

"Are you a stalker?"

"No, it's an advance measure taken as a friend in order to arrive in time for the future."

"It's so thick-skinned."

"Thank you very much, by the way, my family lives on the side of Detective Slope, and it is only two stops by tram through the seaside park."

Su Muyang still followed behind her "step by step", like a student who was thirsty for knowledge and met a good teacher, and never lagged behind more than two positions.

"I said... Futaba. "

Huh?"

"I don't want to eat bread at noon."

"Is it..." is obviously just a few syllables, but it contains too many complex emotions.

"So, how about I make you a lunchbox for lunch?"

Futaba opened his mouth and took another deep breath before speaking, "Why?"

"Because you're one of my few friends."

Futaba thought for a few seconds and then seemed to make up his mind: "... What about Azusa Chuan, he's also one of your few friends.

"What is this saying, and I don't plan to develop a relationship with Azusa on top of friends."

He saw that Futaba did blush for a moment, but then her slightly muffled voice: "If that's the case, then I'm sorry, I didn't have these plans in high school." Just

like she is showing, she is indeed afraid, she can feel Su Muyang's attitude towards herself, but she does not dare to take for granted that her feelings are right, the more people expect her, the more she suffers from gains and losses, because of some experiences in the country, she has learned self-denial, she dislikes herself, deep down in her heart began to appear called inferiority, began to reject interacting with others, and gradually put her position lower and lower, Finally, huddle in a dark corner and erect a high barrier to isolate yourself from the outside world.

"If you don't care... That's because it doesn't cost money.

"Whatever you want."

"What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

“ Sole Meunière。"

"French dry pan-fried fish ah, received."

Futaba was a little surprised, not only because the guy in front of her actually knew French cuisine, but also because she understood how outrageous her request was just now.

"No thanks, I can do anything."

"No, I like the dish myself."

"But..."

"No but, you just need to name it, and I'll take care of everything after that."

If you can do it, you will do it yourself, and if you can't, you will call, his eyes reveal such a meaning, and then he has been looking straight at Futaba, and the corners of his mouth can't help but rise, like a child who can't wait to show off after harvesting candy.

“... Let's not talk about whether your self-confidence is grounded, and whether you can be a little more mature before that. "

The rain at the beginning of the orientation party ended during the show, but not long after it cleared halfway, it was raining again.

The dripping rain formed a curtain that made the whole world a little blurred.

"For the most part, I'm still mature, like I know tonight's showers will go on and on and on and on and on and you don't have an umbrella."

Su Muyang held up the umbrella and protected Shuangye under the umbrella.

"I've always disliked my old man, but I'm obviously a boy and want to prepare such a beautiful umbrella for me," he said, continuing to move closer to Futaba, "but tonight I think it's pretty good."

"Are you telling a cold joke?"

"If that's a cold joke, then 'joke' should be redefined."

"You can also be starting a new genre."

"Then I decided to write a book, just call it '100,000 Cold Jokes'."

"It's really cold."

"Is it possible that it rained heavily," Su Muyang said, "you will get wet if you go outside, of course, I will be happy to use my temperature to help you dry your clothes."

"Absolutely not."

Futaba covered his chest with his hands in disgust.

"That's a shame." Su Muyang withdrew his right arm without end.

If you ignore the size of the chest, then Shuangye's figure can be completely summarized by "petite and delicate", but it is precisely because of the amazing scale of her place that Su Muyang does not dare to lower her head along the way.

In the future, there will be opportunities to be perverts, so let's restrain yourself today.