Chapter 18: An Encounter on the Train

Uesugi Muneyuki hates squeezing onto subways, hates squeezing onto trains, and hates lining up on the platform like a complete idiot, mixing with a large crowd of stinky salarymen in suits, stuffing his own body into a sardine can.

He got his driver's license, and his father, Uesugi Hironori, once asked Uesugi Muneyuki if he wanted to drive the Lexus he had retired from, offering to give it to him outright, but Uesugi Muneyuki refused.

He doesn't like driving; although he got his license in both his past life and his current one, Uesugi Muneyuki still doesn't like driving, preferring to ride in other people's cars instead.

So, squeezing onto trains and subways is the only option; it's just how things are.

Once I finish exploring the truth of my supernatural abilities and add a kasaya to myself, I must get a car and hire a dedicated driver.

Uesugi Muneyuki thought to himself.

It has already been two months since he awakened his supernatural abilities, yet Uesugi Muneyuki still hasn't found the right way to use his Qinghui Stone; he knows the 'what' but not the 'why.' The main reason is that he has neither a "system" to tell him why, nor a mentor in this field. Aside from the Aizen Myoo Dharma Body, which he knows, all the other names—"Qinghui Stone," "Soul," "Death Soul Contract," and "Hardening"—were coined by him, the concepts were created by him, the principles are unknown, and the mechanisms are not understood.

The most troublesome part isn't even this; the most troublesome part is that "Soul" is scarce, and Uesugi Muneyuki has almost no sufficient capital for trial and error, nor has he been able to find any information related to supernatural abilities in this world.

So, should he go find a "mentor"?

Uesugi Muneyuki immediately cut off this thought.

It's too dangerous.

Just as his father said, a person of great wealth should not sit under a dangerous hall; everything must prioritize his own safety. He must never let outsiders know about his supernatural abilities. He hasn't even told his father, let alone foolishly going off to find some "supernatural mentor."

He isn't Natsuki Subaru, possessing the ability to revive and reload save files without limit.

Moreover, Uesugi Muneyuki has a vague feeling that perhaps his transmigration is deeply connected to his superpowers.

While he was thinking, the train arrived.

Watching the train roar in, Uesugi Muneyuki couldn't help but complain in his heart.

At this speed, it shows that Japan has now entered an era of stagnation.

The vast majority of Japan's infrastructure was built in the seventies and eighties, and to this day, the only thing they can do is live off their past glory.

Every country has gone through an era of massive infrastructure construction; it can be said that the more glorious the period of massive construction was, the greater the backlash after it passes. Ten or twenty years later, these basic facilities will gradually age, and maintenance will become a huge burden.

In a technological era, the dividends of massive infrastructure can only be enjoyed once.

Japan is currently in the awkward position of "no necessity or sufficient budget to build new ones" and "huge costs to maintain the old ones." Because the high-quality population of all Japan is concentrated in the Tokyo Metropolitan Area, the Keihanshin Metropolitan Area, and the Nagoya Metropolitan Area, the infrastructure in other places is basically in a dilemma of being semi-abandoned and operating at a loss, yet they dare not truly abandon it.

The morning in Tokyo is truly busy; just walking on the street, one sees countless salarymen, not to mention a place like a platform, which is already extremely crowded by nature.

Uesugi Muneyuki is going to the Otsuka Station in Bunkyo Ward today; first, to prove that his injuries have indeed healed, and second, to apologize to the police station. After all, his father intentionally stirred up trouble to fight for benefits for him, and those guys like Tanaka Laodeng were disciplined because of it.

The injured person has to apologize to the offending party; Japan's culture is quite magical, isn't it?

But this matter really isn't the fault of those guys like Tanaka Laodeng; the only one to blame is Ms. Takasaka.

Good news: Tanaka Laodeng said that because of this dereliction of duty, Ms. Takasaka has been transferred to internal document work at the police station. She will never have the chance to go out on field duty again, and because of this stain, it is highly likely that her career path will end at the rank of Patrol Sergeant in a few years, and she will not be promoted further.

So, there isn't much of a punishment after all, Uesugi Muneyuki thought helplessly.

When the train stopped, Uesugi Muneyuki felt an nameless pushing force; he was almost pushed onto the train by the tide of suits behind him, which directly reminded him of memories of Subway Line 2 branded deep in his past life.

Fortunately, it's only two stops.

Squeezing onto the train, it moved slowly and steadily. As a doctor, Uesugi Muneyuki's physical fitness is naturally much stronger than a normal person's. Plus, his body is bolstered by the Aizen Myoo Dharma Body, giving him an inexplicable aura. No one dared to squeeze against him. He squeezed out a more comfortable spot for himself in the corner of the train and decided to wait there until he got off.

A fresh, elegant scent with a hint of sunshine drifted into his sense of smell. Uesugi Muneyuki's train of thought was interrupted. He looked up toward the direction the fragrance came from and discovered a woman in her early twenties staring at another part of the train.

So tall!

Uesugi Muneyuki's first reaction upon seeing her was to marvel at her height.

This height, she must be 1.7 meters, right?!

With such a tall stature, is she a local?

Uesugi Muneyuki couldn't help but take a few more looks at her.

Japanese women have a height range; if a young girl grows to 1.5 meters, that is the standard height for a cute, beautiful girl. This height continues until about 1.55 meters. Anything above that, 1.6 meters, is the height of an adult woman. Generally speaking, growing to this height is enough, and the vast majority of girls do not wish to grow any taller.

At most, 1.65 meters is the limit that Japanese girls can accept. When Uesugi Muneyuki was in school, he once heard a female classmate swear that she would trade ten years of her life to stop growing and keep her height at 1.58 meters.

Then, what if they are taller?

Unfortunately, Japan is a place that places extreme emphasis on uniformity, collective unconsciousness, and "reading the air." Women with a height above 1.7 meters are easily ostracized or bullied for being different. Once nicknames like "Tokyo Tower" or "Giantess" are attached and the fixed impression is locked in, it is very difficult to get rid of them.

Japanese girls strongly resist being labeled with these negative tags, and they don't like positive tags much either. If they hope to leave an impression on others, a simple "kawaii" is enough.

It seems she isn't a local? Uesugi Muneyuki looked at her twice more from behind. Although he couldn't see her face, judging by her face shape, her features seemed slightly different. A standard women's suit fit her curves perfectly. Her refreshing, tea-colored short hair that reached her ears made her look capable and serious. She didn't notice Uesugi Muneyuki looking at her from behind; instead, she was paying attention to another girl on the train, her small hands clenched tight, seemingly filled with anger. This mixture of temperaments made this woman exude a rich, sexy, mysterious beauty, making one subconsciously want to explore the high peaks and deep trenches hidden beneath her neutral clothing, the subtle ravines.

According to Uesugi Muneyuki's judgment as a veteran of the flower fields, a woman who can be so charming even while wearing neutral clothing and whose female allure is fully maxed out could, with just a little dressing up, kill the entire room and become a man-killer, catching them with a single pinch.

Of course, that is on the condition that she doesn't look too unreasonable.

Japanese people don't like this kind of giantess with long legs, but Uesugi Muneyuki is not Japanese in his bones!

Strange, what is she looking at?

Uesugi Muneyuki followed the giantess's line of sight, and his pupils constricted.

A girl wearing a high school summer sailor uniform was being squeezed by several salarymen, isolated and helpless like a lone island in the ocean. The few middle-aged men around her were talking; they all held briefcases in one hand and grabbed the hanging straps with the other, appearing harmless. However, one of these men was smiling and chatting with others while one hand holding a briefcase was gently rubbing against the high school girl's pleated skirt with the back of his hand.

The girl didn't dare to resist; she just silently endured it with her eyes closed, her small face full of cowardice.

A pervert?!

Does this really exist?

Uesugi Muneyuki understood what the giantess next to him was angry about.

Then the problem is very simple!

Since I've seen it, there is no reason for me to ignore it!

You are already dead.

Clenching his fists and using Hardening, Uesugi Muneyuki's Aizen Myoo Dharma Body opened its eyes in anger. He pushed aside the crowd around him and strode toward the pervert: "Hey! What are you doing?! Where is your hand?"

The pervert was startled and immediately withdrew his hand. Just as he was about to say something, he felt an irresistible, tremendous force clamp onto his wrist: "Ow, ow, ow, ow~ you..."

It was the giantess. Her movements were faster than Uesugi Muneyuki's. Before Uesugi Muneyuki could even touch the pervert, she had already reached out and clamped onto his wrist, while simultaneously pulling out her ID from the inner pocket of her suit out of habit: "Police! You are under arrest!"

Police?!

The entire train carriage instantly fell into chaos.

A molester on the train? And a police officer too?

"What, a police officer..." The molester uncle was terrified.

At this moment, the train arrived at the station; because of the sudden stop, everyone in the car swayed, and the molester uncle took the opportunity to shake off the female officer's hand, took to his heels, pushed through the crowd, and rushed out of the train.

The female officer was pushed, but Uesugi Muneyuki didn't care about that anymore; he used his arms to shove through the crowd, and the surrounding dense flow of people felt like they were hitting a wall as they were parted by Uesugi Muneyuki's hands, and the man took off running, chasing straight after the molester uncle: "Chase!"

Hmph~ You want to escape?

Daring to do such a thing in front of me, Uesugi Muneyuki, means you must pay the price!

Passengers blocking the train doors were watching the commotion and anxious to get on, and Uesugi Muneyuki was obstructed by the flow of people; despite being strong and sturdy, he couldn't catch up to the uncle for the time being.

But someone was faster than him!

I saw the aforementioned female officer arrive first despite starting later; with unimaginable agility, she dodged the crowd one by one, and amidst her flashing movements, the crowd swayed past, her vigorous figure soon overtaking Uesugi Muneyuki, taking three steps in two, sliding her leather shoes along the tactile paving, and whipping a high-raised leg that landed squarely under the uncle's armpit.

"Bang!"

One could feel the force of it just by hearing the sound; the molester uncle let out a miserable shriek, spiraled in place in the air, and then fell to the ground; the female officer didn't say a word, pulled out handcuffs to cuff him, and used a standard arm-lock to pin him to the ground: "Move again and I'll smash your face!"

"Ah ah ah ah~ it hurts, it hurts, what are you doing, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, I was just reaching for my bag!" The uncle still wanted to quibble; the corner of his eye noticed the Koban police near the station rushing over, so he quickly shouted: "This is police brutality! I want to complain about you, I want to complain about you!"

The female officer seemed accustomed to this; she calmly gave the uncle another hit, making him unable to breathe from the pain, then took out her credentials from her person and displayed them to the Koban patrol officer: "He is a molester, he committed a crime on the train, and I caught him."

"I'm not, I didn't!" The uncle was still struggling: "I know, a single piece of evidence is insufficient; just based on your word alone, on what grounds are you arresting me?"

Just at this moment, Uesugi Muneyuki appeared at the perfect time: "I can testify; he indeed committed illegal acts against a woman on the train."

It's over.

Hearing someone willing to testify, the molester uncle's face turned ashen.

He had already committed crimes on the train many times; basically, no one had discovered him, and none of the victimized women were willing to speak up; even if he were occasionally exposed, in this environment where office workers and students were packed together, who would want to be late and have their pay docked or be criticized by a teacher because of this matter?

Relying on this collective unconsciousness of the Japanese people and their character of not wanting to cause trouble for others, he acted with impunity.

Today is really bad luck, actually running into a police officer, and also running into a passerby who dared to come out and testify.

Is this person sick? Why are you meddling in other people's business? Also, aren't you going to work? What's with this "acting heroically"? Look at you, who is going to compensate you for the perfect attendance bonus you'll lose for being late? You don't think these police officers will compensate you, do you?

The molester uncle was full of complaints, glared viciously at Uesugi Muneyuki, and was taken away by the Koban police.

The matter went smoothly, the female officer breathed a sigh of relief, she tidied up her suit that had been wrinkled, brought her long, straight legs together, and bowed deeply to Uesugi Muneyuki: "I am deeply grateful."

"It's nothing, I didn't really do anything." Only then did Uesugi Muneyuki see her full appearance, and sparks couldn't help but flicker in his eyes.

Although the facial features of her exotic mixed-race face were slightly stiff, when paired with her tall figure and her serious, strong, and cold expression, it had a unique, moving charm.

The scent of sunflowers from before had come from her, but although her appearance looked like a hot and unrestrained sunflower, her whole body was filled with an unapproachable seriousness and indifference.

The heat of the summer sun and sunflowers, and the cold of the serious, stiff, tall, and indifferent demeanor, strangely merged in one person, yet it was so fitting and refreshing; her face was flushed with anger, truly delicate and tender.

Her tea-colored, refreshing short hair could only cover her ears, swaying with the summer breeze and full of spirit; facing the other party's sincere thanks, Uesugi Muneyuki felt he was unworthy of it.

Doctors themselves have better physiques than normal people, especially those in the Department of Surgery, performing surgeries for several hours at a time, not to mention that Uesugi Muneyuki himself had supernatural abilities, but even so, he couldn't outrun the female officer before him, and looking at her fighting techniques, they were even more exquisite; she might have professional-level skills.

Simply powerful.

Who is this person?

Uesugi Muneyuki took a look and couldn't help but move his gaze down thirty centimeters.

And those spectacular peaks, comparable to the Himalayan mountain range, were undulating like waves with the owner's breathing.

A huge treasure chest ahead!

The ultimate gravity like a black hole distracted Uesugi Muneyuki's attention.

Hiss~

However, the change in Uesugi Muneyuki's expression was immediately taken in by the female officer; her expression transformed in an instant from the Iberian sun to the Alpine winter snow, she snorted coldly, ignored Uesugi Muneyuki, and turned to leave.

"Uh, that, sorry..." Uesugi Muneyuki was just about to apologize, but she had already walked away like the wind, and he didn't know if she had heard him.

"Hey, isn't this Uesugi-kun?" At this time, a Koban police officer recognized Uesugi Muneyuki: "I didn't recognize you at first, weren't you injured?"

"The injury is healed; I met a molester on the train, didn't catch the person, and have to wait for the next train." Because Uesugi Muneyuki had been active in Bunkyo Ward for two months, many Koban police officers knew him, and the recent Yamada lady assaulting a police officer incident had made his name known within the Metropolitan Police Department and the Police Station.

Thinking about it, Uesugi Muneyuki stopped pretending: "I have something to do at the Otsuka Police Station, and ended up encountering this matter; you guys take me there."

The Koban police officer didn't hesitate at all: "Of course!"

Twenty minutes later, the police car stopped at the entrance of the Otsuka Police Station; Uesugi Muneyuki had just gotten out of the car when he saw the female officer he had just met on the train coming toward him.

"Hmm?"

"It's you?!"

I have to go be a best man, woe is me!

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(End of this chapter)