When Duanmu Huai appeared in front of Kana Arima and the others again, he was glowing and looked full of energy.
"Xiao Ai, what's happened to you?"
Seeing Duanmu Huai's contented appearance, Kana Arima curiously asked.
"Did something good happen?"
"More or less, anyway, it was quite fun."
Faced with Kana Arima's question, Duanmu Huai chuckled.
"I went out to have fun and found something amusing, had a great time."
"Hey... that's rare for you, I don't often see you enjoying yourself."
Kana Arima's words weren't incorrect. Though Duanmu Huai didn't usually have a stern face, he gave the impression of someone who preferred calmness, with relatively stable emotions. Rarely did he exude such a relaxed and happy vibe, no wonder Kana Arima was curious.
Well, for Duanmu Huai, having an indestructible punching bag to vent stress was indeed the most effective way.
Unfortunately, that guy still died.
Forget it, it doesn't matter, there should be other punching bags around.
