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

Golden Week is finally over.

For Su Muyang, these seven days have passed a bit of helplessness, like a fateful rush, whether it is going to Liutianma shopping with Baiyin or traveling to Mt. Takao with Futaba and Azusa River, the final result is so fucked.

There is no lightheartedness of taking a holiday... Instead, he spent most of his vacation in the hospital.

Speaking of which, although he was discharged from the hospital yesterday, the bandage on his actual hand was not removed, and according to the recovery level of a normal person, even if the wound was stitched, it was impossible to heal in just two or three days, so he is still a disabled person.

On the other hand, Futaba, as she said, will not be in school this month.

This is really bad news, Su Muyang swears, the worst news he received this year has since been set a new record.

Compared with not seeing Shuangye in the next month, the love and hate of Yingli Pear, what a trivial matter, is it good to have no teeth -

well, Su Muyang is actually not so oblivious.

When I walked to the door of the classroom, I met Hiratsuka Jing smoking, so Su Muyang also wanted to ask her for one on a whim.

"Don't touch this at your age," Hiratsuka Shizumi put the cigarette case and lighter in her pocket, "Why, put Golden Week, you're causing trouble outside again?"

"It's not that you don't know me, I never take the initiative to cause trouble, and I usually wait until others are going to ride on my head before saying two words."

"You kid is simply a rumor engine," Hiratsuka sighed, "The incident in Azusakawa has not passed before, it has not been a few days, and you have just arrived at school and you have come to work again."

"Not necessarily, in case the students learn to think differently during Golden Week."

"You know what if."

"I don't understand what if, it's just that I don't care what they do."

"I'm not worried about you, but Futaba took a month off - without a suitable reason, I'm afraid there will be all kinds of rumors soon, and you know that she didn't have many friends before."

"Then let me take up some of your class time, mind?"

"Don't make a big deal out of it."

"Don't worry, I'm a good student, how can I cause trouble to the teacher all day."

"yes, if you're still an honest guy, then I'm even more thankful."

Shizuki Hiratsuka puffed out his cigarette just as the class bell rang.

"Get in."

Students who take a break are more or less sick – I mean every Monday or the first day after the holiday.

They sat listlessly in their seats, some started drinking coffee early in the morning, others directly lay on the table, and even Hiratsuka Shizune couldn't interest them when he entered the door.

But someone noticed Su Muyang, to be precise, his bandaged left arm.

"This person was quite close to that Futaba Riyo before, Futaba-san didn't come to class today, and his hand was injured, this kind of coincidence always makes people care a little."

"That girl has always been cold and indifferent, she doesn't look like a good person to get along with, they won't have a conflict, right?"

"In that case, is that Futaba-san in danger?"

As soon as I entered the door, there was a lot of talk around the door, and thankfully the direction of the gossip had not changed to the point that it was not favorable for Futaba.

So Su Muyang did not return to his seat, and stood directly on the podium for the first time - Saki Azusagawa dared to stand alone on the opposite side of the whole school for Mai Sakurajima, and he Su Muyang would not even feel timid to show up in the class.

"Sorry for the delay. In order to nip the false information in the bud, it is necessary for me to explain the matter of Futaba-san before the class.

"So the classmates sitting around trouble shake those who are not in good spirits or have fallen asleep awake, don't feel that they have caused trouble, if they feel uncomfortable, let them come to me directly."

Mad, so crazy, after reading books for so long, I have never met such a person who ignores the atmosphere, but I always feel that he has that confidence, which makes people involuntarily convinced.

So they did.

"Very good, in order not to delay Hiratsuka-sensei's time, I will get straight to the point."

"The thing about Futaba-san, about why she didn't come to school today – in fact she won't be coming for the next month because she was injured, yes she was in danger, we traveled to Mt. Takao during Golden Week, and we encountered killers."

Killer - what an unreachable word, no one would think that people with such an identity would appear around them, and some people had paid attention to the news before, and they suddenly felt afraid for no reason at the same time.

"First of all, I want to say - please don't think that Futaba-san is a bad girl or something just because she is related to the killer, on the contrary, she is a hero, the killer is coming at me, and without her I would not have the opportunity to stand here and speak to you."

Everyone was moved, except for Azusa Chuan, because he knew that the guy on the stage was actually talking nonsense.

This idiot... What a super stupid guy, just like himself.

"Secondly, Futaba-san doesn't want to be disturbed, so she decided to spend the next month alone to recuperate, and of course her family will accompany her, so you don't have to bother visiting, just focus on the course, and next month she will return to the classroom to prepare for the exam with us."

With that, Su Muyang stepped off the podium, and before he passed, the students managed their feet stretched out outside their seats.

Since Futaba-san is a hero, does this mean that Su Muyang, who recruited the killer, is the devil?

People without spirit come to spirit, spiritual people begin to wander, it is rare that so many people are named in the same class.

After class, Zichuan called Su Muyang to the corridor.

He looked a little complicated, as if he was holding back something unspeakable.

"I can understand your feelings about protecting her, but I don't want to hide it from you either," Azusakawa said cautiously, "Futaba that day... She's gone.

"I think she must have some reason, don't blame her, and don't be discouraged."

Su Muyang smiled, not sneering, nor self-deprecating, but he couldn't help but want to hook the corners of his mouth, so he let the muscles of his face move at will.

"I think you should be serious," Azusa helplessly, "I'm not kidding you, don't you care?"

"How can you not care about her—I like her as much as you like Sakurajima-san, how can there be any reason to stop halfway?" Su Muyang said, "It's just that I actually know what you said, and I have contacted Futaba since then, and it is correct for her to go back, you misunderstood her."

Azusa sighed in relief.

Both sides were his best friends, and he certainly didn't want to see their relationship fall apart.