The word "train pervert" is still a sensitive one in train and subway-related settings.
As soon as Chihaya Anon finished her sentence, she attracted the gazes of more than half the passengers in the carriage. Some even secretly pulled out their phones to record this direction.
Punishments in Japan for train molesters are extremely severe. Once caught, the maximum penalty can be less than six months of imprisonment or a fine under 500,000 yen. If caught a second time, the punishment doubles, becoming less than a year of imprisonment or a fine under one million yen.
But such things are still hard to completely prevent, because in the vast majority of cases, victims will, due to feelings of shame, timidity, or humiliation, silently endure it, thus emboldening the perpetrators.
And how to define obscene acts is also a problem. Unintentional brushing versus intentional groping, there's a big difference.
The caught woman naturally did not want to admit it.
Admitting it would prove that she really was a train pervert, and then she'd be gifted silver bracelets and half a year of prison food and lodging.
Especially when she saw that the girl grabbing her was young, around eighteen or nineteen, clearly still a student, she became even less panicked, and even reversed the situation to threaten, "You say I'm a molester, so I am? Do you have proof? Speaking such slander without evidence. Careful, I might sue you for defamation!"
"You! Shameless!", Anon was about to explode in anger.
She had personally seen this bastard reach her evil hand toward that middle school-looking girl. Her hand had already gone under the girl's skirt! And she still had the nerve to turn the accusation around?
"I saw with my own eyes you used your hand to touch this student for a long time," Anon straightened her not-so-busty chest, unwilling to back down, retorting, "Even when she actively avoided you, you still tried to approach again. Was that also coincidence?"
Exactly because it was such a situation, she could not back down.
If she let this woman escape punishment today, who knows how many girls would suffer in the future?
Though the woman was acting arrogantly, she had the victim to testify, so the advantage was hers.
"I already said I didn't do it!", The sloppily dressed woman spoke confidently, using a threatening gaze to look at the middle school girl beside her, "If you don't believe me, ask this brat, did I touch her or not?"
The molested girl was not only young but also the timid and fearful type.
Now that someone stood up for her, she forced herself to gather courage, wanting to point out the pervert who touched her—but happened to meet the other party's sinister eyes, silently warning her not to speak.
The petite girl's body shrank slightly, hesitated for a moment, then still lowered her head and murmured:
"She... she didn't touch me…"
"Huh?", Chihaya Anon's face was full of disbelief, "What are you saying… she clearly—"
"Cut the crap!", The woman interrupted her arrogantly, "Even the girl denied it. Obviously, you're the one slandering me!"
"Judging from your age, you're a student, right? If you don't want this matter to blow up in your school, then hurry up and kneel to apologize! Hear me?"
'Like hell I'd apologize to trash like you,' Anon's chest heaved violently in anger. She looked around, trying to find other witnesses. But everywhere her eyes landed, there were only indifferent gazes.
In modern society, human interaction is already cold and distant. Even people sitting next to each other may not exchange a few words in a day, who would bother to help a stranger testify?
It's not only a waste of time, it could cause trouble.
This situation made the sloppy woman even more arrogant. She even came forward to grab Anon, yelling that she would call the police to arrest her for slander.
"Call the police then," Anon tried to dodge her grabs, still unwilling to back down, pretending to take out her phone, "Let the police come and see who's really at fault!"
"Bitch!", The woman flew into a rage. Guilty inside, she of course couldn't really call the police. She was only trying to suppress Anon with momentum.
Being tough in front of a bullied young girl was fine, she could even turn the tables. But train station officers weren't to be messed with. If you tried nonsense with them, they'd show you what "law enforcement with compassion" and "batons with power" really meant.
She chopped her hand down, trying to snatch Anon's phone, but couldn't succeed. In desperation, she raised her palm and slapped down hard.
Chihaya Anon clearly lacked experience in handling such situations. As a model student, she'd never fought before. Faced with this kind of brute who acted at the slightest provocation, she didn't know what to do. Seeing the slap coming closer and closer, she instinctively closed her eyes.
…But no pain came.
———
This farce didn't escape Kaito's notice.
He had originally planned to use a small trick to bring the train molester to justice. Who knew that before he could act, a pink-haired girl had already stepped forward.
Seeing someone had taken initiative, Kaito didn't plan to interfere anymore, but unexpectedly, things only kept getting worse.
The pink-haired girl who stood up was clearly too inexperienced. When facing a brute who didn't follow logic, she couldn't say a word.
Seeing the molester's arrogance rise, even trying to use violence, Kaito helplessly covered his forehead. At this point, he could only step in personally.
The passengers watching from the sidelines had originally all been cold and indifferent, treating the whole scene like a drama, with no intention of helping.
But after Kaito appeared, suddenly many people jumped out to testify, claiming they had personally seen the sloppy woman molesting the middle school girl.
Even the victim herself gathered courage and re-identified the woman's indecent behavior.
With so many passengers stepping up, the sloppy woman couldn't defend herself. Especially when her logic was flawed to begin with.
As soon as the train doors opened, some disembarking passengers forcibly took her to the station staff. Once surveillance footage was retrieved and the truth confirmed, she would naturally receive proper punishment.
Originally, Anon had prepared to wrestle with that bastard the whole day. Even if she skipped class on her first day at a new school, it was worth it. As long as she could bring the culprit to justice.
But in the blink of an eye, the molester was already being handed over to the train staff by enthusiastic citizens, about to be served half a year of prison meals.
'Wait a minute… If you all are so passionate, why were you so indifferent to me earlier?'
'This is discrimination, right?'
The girl couldn't figure it out, but still patted her chest in lingering fear and thanked the boy who helped her, "Thank you so much. If not for you, I probably would've been hit…"
"I'm Chihaya Anon. May I know your—", Her voice suddenly stalled, like a gear that lost its drive, unable to say a complete sentence for a long time.
Why did those cold passengers suddenly change their attitude?
All questions vanished the moment she saw that face, one that seemed kissed and blessed by the gods.
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