Ho Fei-yu turned his head and looked at the girl in the seat. His gaze was immediately drawn to the two huge mounds of evil. With a strong force of will, he successfully redirected his attention to the girl's lower body, noticing that her two fair, delicate hands were clasped together, one onion-like thumb gently rubbing the other, held between her thighs. He looked up at the girl's eyes and saw that she was staring blankly straight ahead, lost in thought.
Ho Fei-yu found himself wanting to smile at the girl's appearance; she seemed both a little spaced-out and a little goofy. Yet, on her, it seemed perfectly normal, like some young girls on his former planet, Earth. They had their own personalities and could fully express themselves in a peaceful society without fear of being targeted. Unlike in the R-18 anime world, where once they caught the eye of a blond-haired guy or a greasy old man, they could, through various means, be reduced to a rag doll. At best, they became exclusive, at worst, a shared bike, sinking deeper and deeper, eventually becoming completely corrupted.
Thinking of this, Ho Fei-yu reinforced his conviction to destroy the NTR antagonists and protect these beautiful girls. His gaze, as he looked at Hanasaku Tenkawa again, was full of doting affection.
[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for triggering an A-rank mission: Prevent Reika Kurashiki from being assaulted by a pervert on the train. Reward: X-Ray Camera x1]
'Reika Kurashiki?'
'And what the hell is an X-Ray Camera?'
A mechanical tone from the System pulled Ho Fei-yu back to reality. Hearing the mission, his eyes immediately went to the most concentrated area of males in the carriage. Sure enough, he instantly spotted a stealthy figure. After all, he was the only one in the group of men slowly heading toward the Onee-san he had glanced at earlier. A lewd smile was plastered on his gaunt face, and one of his hands was outstretched, as if reaching for something.
Since the Onee-san was facing the train door, the gaunt man approached slowly from a place where she couldn't see him even in her peripheral vision. Watching the distance close, the malevolent gleam on the man's face intensified. The corner of his mouth curved to an angle rarely seen in a normal world. He seemed to be fantasizing about how thrilling it would be to rub such a full, firm bottom in his hands—a complete high!
Closer and closer, closer and closer. A tense and exciting feeling, suffocating like the last few seconds of holding one's breath while diving, but the pleasure of resurfacing and gasping for air was already spreading through his entire body.
The gaunt man never expected anyone to stop him. He had done this dozens of times before. Most women he harassed chose to remain silent, enduring until they could get off the train. A few would choose to report him to the railway police, but as long as he vehemently denied it, the police couldn't do much, at most giving him a talking-to. He would pretend to be compliant and then be released, only to try again next time. Especially since Japanese male office workers were often under high stress, they rarely interfered, which was why he was so brazen.
The main reasons for this situation were threefold: firstly, Japan generally did not punish men for this type of physical harassment in crowded carriages, which led to a tacitly accepted 'Japanese-specific pervert culture.' Secondly, Eastern women's naturally conservative mindset and views on chastity often led them to choose silence when subjected to not-too-severe sexual harassment. Thirdly, Japanese law's definition of sexual harassment was vague, leaving them with few legal means of recourse.
But today, he was unlucky enough to run into the reborn, righteous pure-love boy from Earth, Ho Fei-yu!!! This led to his ensuing miserable fate.
"Hey, perverted old man, reaching out with your dirty hands to a beautiful lady is not the correct behavior!"
A youthful yet magnetic voice sounded near the gaunt man's ear. The hand that was about to touch the firm buttocks was firmly grabbed. He subconsciously tried to pull it back, but couldn't move it an inch. It felt like a large clamp was tightly gripping his hand.
The gaunt man looked at the source of the voice and saw a boy about high school age. He was about the same height as him, around 1.7 meters. While his appearance was still a bit young, the boy's handsomeness was evident. In a few years, he would likely be a ladies' killer.
'Wait! Why am I thinking this? What does his handsomeness have to do with me?!'
"You brat, how dare you ruin my business! It seems you are l-l-l-li... Ouch! Ouch! Let go, it hurts..." Ho Fei-yu was not about to give him a chance to act tough; the protagonist hadn't even had his chance yet! Who did he think he was? Without waiting for him to finish his threat, Ho Fei-yu gently twisted the man's grasped hand, forcing the man to bend over, begging for mercy at a relatively uncomfortable angle.
"Hmm? Why aren't you arrogant anymore? You were quite brazen! What was I living? Why don't you make it clear?" Ho Fei-yu showed a look of contempt, asking five rhetorical questions in a row, expressing his disdain.
"You stinking brat, let go of me if you dare! Young man, you lack martial virtue! You came and attacked me, a thirty-something-year-old man. Is this good? This is not good! I advise you, young man, to cherish your precious moments and not repeat such mistakes in the future. Small smarts! Society values harmony and martial virtue!"
"Let go of me if you dare! I challenge you to a one-on-one fight!" The gaunt man, humiliated and pinned down by Ho Fei-yu, felt a mix of shame and rage at his few mocking words. The thought of being treated this way by a boy who hadn't even grown his hair out yet ignited a flame in his heart. For some reason, this phrase suddenly popped into his mind, and he blurted it out. It seemed to alleviate his embarrassment, and he genuinely felt that the boy had ambushed him and wouldn't be his opponent in a fair fight.
"Oh? Is that so? Then as you wish." Ho Fei-yu almost burst out laughing upon hearing the man's words. He hadn't expected such a character to exist in this world. If this man were on Earth, he would surely become a kindred spirit to Master Ma. He decided to give the man a chance to see what skills he possessed.
The gaunt man didn't expect the boy to actually let him go. He was about to turn and run, but he unintentionally caught sight of the beautiful Onee-san behind Ho Fei-yu, whose face showed mockery and disdain. For some reason, his body, which was about to move, froze in place. The anger in his heart felt like it had been doused with gasoline and burned even hotter.
He remembered the small knife hidden on his person, which he usually carried to scare people. But at this moment, he wanted to stab the boy in front of him. Only this, he felt, could wash away the humiliation he had just suffered.
The gaunt man thought it, and he did it. He didn't believe the boy could block the knife. Even if he couldn't kill him, he had to teach him a lesson. In a flash, he pulled out the small knife and lunged toward Ho Fei-yu.
"Don't!!!"
"Look out! He has a... knife!"
Hanasaku Tenkawa, seated, had witnessed Ho Fei-yu's entire heroic act. Seeing him willing to stand up for a stranger, just like when she first met him, the boy seemed full of righteousness. Her purple eyes held a new level of admiration, her graceful body straightened, and a look of pride on her face, as if she were the one who had stopped the pervert.
She was happy to see the boy easily subdue the pervert, but then she saw the boy listen to the pervert and let him go. She instinctively believed that adults were stronger than minors, and a look of worry appeared on her fair, beautiful face. Her hands involuntarily clasped together, and her purple eyes were fixed on them. When she saw the pervert suddenly pull out a knife and stab at the boy, she instantly stood up and loudly warned the boy in a hurried voice.
The mature Onee-san behind Ho Fei-yu also saw the scene and quickly warned him, after all, this boy had stepped up to prevent her from being harassed.
Because Ho Fei-yu was blocking her view, she could only see the pervert. She had no idea what was happening to Ho Fei-yu's front. When she noticed the pervert's face contorted in fear and terror, she became a little flustered, thinking the boy might have been seriously wounded and the pervert was afraid of legal consequences.
"How... is that possible?"
Reika Kurashiki quickly went around Ho Fei-yu, wanting to check his injuries, but when she saw the scene in front of Ho Fei-yu, her face showed confusion and shock. At some point, the boy had already gripped the knife from the pervert's hand. There was no fear on his face, only ease and confidence.