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

When he walked to the door, Futaba rarely hesitated.

"Hey, you wouldn't be able to think about it, would you?"

Su Muyang shook his head: "Don't worry, although I really need to do something to vent a bit, I won't joke with my life."

"Then call me when you get home."

"Understood."

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It has been said that a person experiences death three times in his life, the first time is when he loses his breath, and biologically he dies. The second time was when he was buried, people came to his funeral, remembering his life, and in society he died. The third time is the last person to remember him, forget him, then he is completely dead.

If Mai's invisibility, not only visually invisible, but even related memories will disappear, isn't it a direct fast forward to the third stage!

Sakita Azusakawa definitely didn't want that to happen.

But they have already asked passers-by, and the answer they have harvested is nothing more than "Mai Sakurajima?" "Is there such a person?" " and so on.

"Thank you today," she said with tears in her voice, "goodbye."

"Wait!" He quickly ran over and grabbed her wrist, "Mai-san, let's go!"

"Go? Where to go?

"Let's go to a city that is a little farther away, maybe someone can see you, let's go and make sure!"

"If you confirm it, you will only know that you can't see me except you Sakita, you don't remember me, so what is the matter!" Under the grievance, her tone also became a little impatient.

"At least during that time, I can always be by your side."

There was a brief silence of a few seconds.

"Obviously the age is not as old as me, but the tone is not small at all."

Azusa sighed a little relieved: "This is a rare date."

"Okay, since you don't want to let me go back yet, I'll accompany you on a continuing date."

After Sakita Azusakawa finished calling Xiao Kaede, who was at home, the two boarded the train to Ogaki.

What made him a little concerned was that there were several very retro-dressed young people sitting in the rows next to him, with a long stick pinned to their waist, and their faces were very serious.

Why would someone take a wild boar's hood on the train at night?

This made Sakita more vigilant in his heart.

He remembered the news he had seen not long ago, saying that there had been many disappearances on the Ogaki Line train recently, and he

held Mai's hand tightly.

"I didn't allow you to hold my hand."

"But I want to hold Mai-senpai."

After speaking, he whispered in Mai's ear: "We may be in trouble."

Mai Sakurajima looked cautiously left and right, and then the lights in the train suddenly went out, but only a few seconds later they came back on.

A feeling of heart palpitations lingered in Sakita's heart, and then suddenly the sky swirled, and a thick sleepiness enveloped him, and he looked to his side, only to see Mai Sakurajima in the same mental trance.

He bit his lip, stimulated his nerves with pain, took out the phone and dialed Su Muyang's number.

"Old Su, I'm on the Ogaki Line train, there are about two stops to arrive, help..." Before

he could hang up the phone, Sakita Azusakawa was already asleep.

Just as the so-called fist is hard, someone will send sandbags, which refers to this situation, and Su Muyang immediately left for the door after receiving the news.

Uesugigoshi was also commonplace in his situation, and there was no need to even ask two sentences.

Su Muyang came to the roof, stood on the edge of the rooftop, and then jumped down sharply.

“This-is-power！"

The blue brilliance burst out instantly, the invisible wave of qi blew the surrounding street trees to shaky, and in the next second his whole body was wrapped in scale armor, the double horns on the top of his head and elbows ejected blue flames shining in the night, the slender tail swayed naturally, and then the wings behind him stretched wantonly, and the whole person turned into a stream of light straight to the sky.

The battle on the train has begun, and the originally bright train has become dark, and the sound of wheels and tracks when they contact has become like the sound of the soles of the feet and the ground colliding with the ground when the arthropods crawl dozens of times.

The black-and-green checked haori teenagers ran quickly on the roof with a pig's head, and their target seemed to be the front compartment, when the interior of the carriage was chaotic, and countless sarcomas stuck around the windows, smearing the entire body of the car to a mess.

But such a big movement did not wake up the passengers in the car, who slept so deeply that they seemed to forget that they were still alive.

The huge tentacles tried their best to block the two, so that even if they knew where the other party's life was located, they would have no time to attack for a while.

Just when Tanjiro felt a little anxious in his heart, a blue streamer suddenly fell from the air, bringing a huge wave to the scene.

He didn't land on the car - Tanjiro had a hunch that once he stepped on this foot, the entire carriage would be crushed in an instant.

"Who are you!"

The hideous-looking demon heard the voice and turned his head and slashed at Tanjiro, so the boy immediately clenched the weapon in his hand and prepared to fight.

The state of demonization was lifted, Su Muyang lightly stepped on the roof of the car, and although he returned to his human form, Tanjiro's gaze towards him still did not relax.

The Yan Demon Knife appeared out of thin air, and he reached out and pulled out a knife flower, aimed the sharp tip of the knife at the carriage, and then stabbed it down sharply.

The blade penetrated the roof of the car without hindrance, and then countless sarcomas in the car began to stir hard, they split into tiny branches again and again to stick to the body, but a terrifying force continued to tear and make Nightmare helpless.

Finally, the sarcoma pooled on the roof of the car, forming a sickly pale human form.

Before he could speak, he felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the next moment his head was moving.

How can it be!

What he took was obviously not a nikkawa knife... Why can't it be restored?

It's just a little closer, it's hateful, it's clear that it's hard to get closer to that position, where did this monster come from....

The people on the train regained consciousness, and the commander lying on the console immediately controlled the train to slow down after a trance.

The train stopped next to the beach.

"Is it solved!"

It was a familiar voice, and just hearing these words, Su Muyang's energetic face had already appeared in his mind.

"I didn't have time to ask your name the last time we met, so it shouldn't be too late to get acquainted now."

"It's you! Sue Junior! His eyebrows were heroic, and his knife-like face when he pulled his cloak showed a hint of gentleness at this moment, "My name is Purgatory Kyojuro!" Speaking of which, how did you know that there was a ghost here!

"My friend is in the car."

"Is it! Don't worry, I won't let anyone get hurt with me!

"Thanks, but then I hope it's better for you to just watch."

"What do you mean!"

Su Muyang didn't explain, and a shadow quickly fell, smashing a big hole on the beach like a meteorite.