"Everyone! Are you ready!"
"What are you even talking about, Yamamoto, since just now? It's just an ordinary train and ordinary college girls. What's there to be afraid of!"
In front of the train station, Shinichirou Yamamoto took a deep breath, as if it were his last.
Kitahara Iori couldn't stand his bro being such a coward, so he waved his hand, walked into the carriage first, found a seat, and crossed his legs.
"See? It's perfectly normal. Why are you acting like you have nails under your butt~"
"Heh, you'll see when the time comes what kind of things those outrageous women will do..."
"Well, well~ the train is about to close the doors. You can stay here, but at least give us the house key first."
While Yamamoto was talking nonsense, Miyazawa Yu was the last to board the train.
Looking at the red light flashing on the train door, he kindly reminded Yamamoto so they would have a place to go after getting off.
Fortunately, the latter seemed to have broken free from his terrible memories. He shook his head, got on the train, and immediately found a corner near the door to sit down.
"What's wrong? So secretive..."
"I don't know. Did the girls from Oumi Women's University look down on him?"
"A person like him would stick around even if he was clearly rejected. Are you underestimating a pervert's persistence!"
Miyazawa Yu and Kitahara Iori were squabbling with each other, and the train started moving, quickly arriving at the Oumi Women's University station, which was closer to the city center.
At this point, the carriage wasn't exactly packed, but the remaining empty seats were visibly few.
It must be tough for those college girls rushing to catch the train. They probably never saw an empty subway car!
It was only at this moment that Miyazawa Yu genuinely felt that having a slightly out-of-the-way school wasn't a bad thing. At least he could sit the whole way.
"Hey, hey! Let me tell you about that girl in the next class, her boyfriend..."
"Ah! Really, that's terrifying! We must avoid her next time!"
"Oh wait! Actually, it was..."
The train stopped at the station. Everything was completely normal.
However, influenced by Yamamoto's anxiety, everyone, including Miyazawa Yu, was a bit nervous, thinking some monster would enter.
In the end, even after the doors closed, the carriage was just filled with many vibrant and beautiful college girls.
If anything, Yamamoto, with his red hair, looked more like the danger itself compared to the soft and fragrant girls!
[It's over! Save yourselves!]
His phone vibrated. Miyazawa Yu took it out and saw it was a mass email from Yamamoto. Looking at Yamamoto himself, he was completely withdrawn now.
He bowed his head, turning his face towards the side railing near the door where there were no seats, seemingly...
Pretending to sleep?
Noticing this, Miyazawa Yu exchanged glances with the others who were sitting separately, and received confirmation that nothing was amiss.
This was strange. Yamamoto didn't seem like the type to bluff. Could these college girls really be raging beasts?
Just as he was thinking this, Hajime Nojima, who was sitting opposite him, had completely lowered his guard.
He would rather admire the college girls, whose sense of style was exceptional and who looked full of youthful vigor, than be dispirited with Yamamoto!
"Um... is this seat taken?"
"!!!"
A girl's voice!
He felt so comfortable all over, as if he had just had a massage. Hajime Nojima didn't expect the benefit of a girl talking to him on the train, so he quickly shifted his butt slightly and turned his head like a gentleman.
"Of course not! Please sit!"
"Eek—! Um, I'm sorry, I won't sit after all!"
She thought he was a handsome guy based on his back, but he turned out to be a pervert!
Startled, the girl who initiated the conversation put on a professional fake smile, stepped back half a step, and bowed in apology before running to the other end of the carriage.
"Ah..."
His retaining hand was held high. Hajime Nojima stared with wide eyes in disbelief at the fleeing girl, who settled next to the train railing—
She would rather stand than squeeze in and sit next to him!!!
But it's okay. There must be someone who wouldn't mind...
Five minutes later, looking at the entire carriage full of girls who would rather stand than sit down, tears had already crawled all over Hajime Nojima's face as he stared at the empty seat next to him.
Why! Why wouldn't anyone sit here! Was he really that disgusting!!!
"Gulp!"
Never having seen Nojima cry so miserably, Iori, Kohei, and Yu Mitarai, who were huddled together on the other side, were all stunned.
Even Miyazawa Yu, after witnessing the whole process, couldn't help but widen his pupils a little—
Terrifying! Too terrifying! It was a silent rejection that could easily break a pervert's mental defense!
Although Nojima was disgusting, was there really no fault on the part of these girls!
Wait, they actually weren't at fault...
Wouldn't that be even more terrifying!!!
[Close your eyes! Bow your head! Don't listen to anything!]
At this moment, his phone vibrated again. Miyazawa Yu glanced at it and obediently bowed his head.
Although he didn't know what Yamamoto was up to, he was the expert! Listening to him was the right thing to do!
[She's here! Be careful not to be noticed. Save yourselves...]
"Hmm? What is 'she'?"
Huddled together with confused looks, Kitahara Iori was the first to state his judgment: "Could it be that something more terrifying than being rejected is happening in this carriage!"
"What! How is that possible? I already feel like I'm suffocating!"
"I don't know! But the three of us are sitting together, and there are no empty seats nearby, so we should be safe..."
Before Imamura Kohei could finish his sentence, a shadow was cast over him.
This made him instinctively look up, and he immediately met a pair of pink eyes.
"Hmm?"
Unfortunately, there was no Pokémon battle even with the eye contact. Tilting her head slightly like a queen, the pink-haired girl didn't seem to like making eye contact with others.
Scanning Kohei from top to bottom, she finally let her gaze rest on the large Rarako pattern on his chest.
Although he wasn't bad-looking, it was a shame he was a Two-Dimensional-Lover...
Thinking this, she impatiently clicked her tongue, rolled her eyes, and left her spot to walk elsewhere.
"Ugh... poof!"
Imamura Kohei's expression instantly became miserable, like he had failed an exam. He clutched his chest, a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, unable to go up or down.
He wanted to curse, but he had no reason to, so he could only suffer the internal pressure.
"She actually came looking for us! And she wouldn't even stand next to us. That's a more severe rejection than the previous one!"
Miyazawa Yu sucked in a cold breath, watching Kohei, who looked like he was about to die, and the constantly comforting Iori and Yu Mitarai, with his pupils dilated.
However, as he continued to watch, he suddenly noticed that the pink-haired girl's movement pattern was very strange.
After mocking Kohei, she actually went straight for Nojima, and then the other men on the train who looked like college students, and without exception, she just glanced at them and walked away.
But she never bothered the relatively unoffensive housewives or office workers!
[Yamamoto! Is that woman problematic? Did she reject you too?]
[Mhm! Super awful! She looks at people like they're trash!]
"Looking at people like they're trash, huh..."
Speaking of looking at trash, Miyazawa Yu immediately associated it with Chisa, but the latter would definitely not take advantage of her looks to look down on passersby on the train!
His eyes sharpened. Since he had confirmed that the other party was doing this intentionally, he would absolutely not pretend not to see it and let it go!
How dare she bully Iori and Kohei! He was going to confront this pink-haired girl and see what she was made of!