'No! Absolutely can't be found out!'
'Need to find a place to hide!'
'But even so this time's situation is different from when we were in Hoori.'
Last time in Hoori, although they had encountered similar situations, they were in a hotel guest room, with many places to hide. Like the closet, the balcony, even behind the curtains.
Now, they were in a bathroom, the area was small, and even fewer places to hide.
As long as the door was pushed open, everything would be in plain sight.
If you had to say the bathtub could barely allow her to hide.
But there were no curtains over the bathtub. Even if she hid her whole body inside, it would still be obvious.
'Ryou isn't blind, how can she possibly miss me?'
'Could it be really no way out?'
Nijika couldn't help but look at Kaito beside her, her wine-red beautiful eyes filled with hope. Long experience had given her firm trust in him, 'Even scary evil spirits can be easily defeated by him. Maybe Kaito-kun really has a way?'
Although facing imminent exposure, Kaito's expression remained calm, not panicking at all.
Putting his index finger to his lips, making a "silence" gesture, he slightly shook his head, signaling Nijika to stay calm, and then spoke in a normal tone, "Nijika's not here, it's me washing up."
"Boyfriend-kun?"
Although her inner thoughts were messy just now, it only lasted a few seconds, so petty Ryou didn't suspect anything, just casually asked, "Did you see Nijika? After getting up just now, I haven't seen her, it's so strange."
"Nijika?", Kaito's tone showed just the right hint of confusion, "She just went out to buy breakfast, do you need her for something?"
'Buy breakfast?"
Ryou wasn't that easy to fool though, still asking suspiciously, "If that's so, why did you lock the door?"
'If it's just washing up, there's no need to be so cautious, right?'
'Or is he hiding something?'
"Of course for privacy."
Through the thin door, Boyfriend-kun's voice still sounded normal, no hint of abnormality, "Boys must protect themselves when outside. If the door isn't locked properly, what if you or Nijika barged in and saw something you shouldn't?"
Sounded quite reasonable.
Outside, petty Ryou let out an "oh", then said, "Can you open the door for a bit? I have some personal matters to handle."
'What to do what to do!'
Nijika, who had just finished tidying her clothes and stood up, panicked and spun around.
Besides the bathtub, the bathroom had no place to hide.
Even if she hid in the bathtub, when Ryou came in, she would still be discovered.
In this desperate situation with no escape, Kaito slightly shook his head, gave her a calming glance, and then calmly opened the bathroom door.
Nijika: "!!!"
But unexpectedly, after the door opened and Ryou walked in, she didn't say anything about Nijika, who was close at hand.
More than that, she didn't even glance this way, as if she didn't exist at all.
'What is going on?'
Nijika was baffled, looking at petty Ryou standing only two or three steps away, but didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
Seeing Kaito turning to leave, she quickly tiptoed after him, almost brushing against Ryou's side, thrillingly and dangerously walking out of the bathroom.
Unaware, petty Ryou also felt it was strange.
She originally thought Nijika was hiding inside, but after entering, besides Boyfriend-kun, she found no other figure.
There was also no strange smell in the air, nor suspicious crumpled paper balls in the wastebasket.
'Could it be I really overthought?'
Following Kaito back all the way to his bedroom.
Just after closing the door, Nijika couldn't wait to ask, "Kaito-kun, just now what exactly happened?"
"Just a little trick."
Even low-level evil spirits could use "ghost blocking eyes" on Bocchi; naturally, Kaito could also do this kind of thing.
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Chapter 100: Chihaya Anon, Grand Debut!
Not to mention merely influencing Ryou's five senses, making her unable to perceive the existence of Nijika.
If Kaito wanted, he could even permanently alter her cognition, even if he told her "you must show your b0obs when apologizing," she would firmly believe it, and even take it as natural common sense.
"You can even do this kind of thing?", Nijika subconsciously used both hands to cover her chest, and also seemed to think of something, lowering her head shyly.
"What is that expression?", Kaito flicked the girl's forehead without good humor, looking at her worried expression as if he would sneak into the girls' bath to peep?
If he really had such a thought, wouldn't it be more convenient to directly scan with divine sense? He wouldn't even need to go there personally, just sit in the bedroom and see everything happening in the bathroom.
"So painful...", Nijika covered her forehead, tearfully looking at him.
Unfortunately, Lord Kaito was neither tender towards beauties nor pitied jade, coldly and mercilessly said, "Compared to this, going to buy breakfast now is the most important thing for you."
Telling one lie usually requires more lies to cover it up.
Just like now, although he barely managed to fool Ryou, Nijika also consequently bore the responsibility of buying breakfast. Otherwise, when Ryou came to her senses, she would definitely react, ["Didn't you go to buy breakfast? Where's the breakfast?"]
Thus suspecting Kaito's testimony, and discovering the truth of the matter.
"I, I know already...", Nijika rubbed her forehead, and a bit worried said, "If I go out like this, will Ryou notice?"
"At least within twenty minutes, she won't see you," Kaito looked up at the clock hanging on the wall, "As for now, there are fifteen minutes left, enough time."
"That's good then."
Nijika patted her chest, asked what Kaito wanted to eat, and after getting the answer "soup dumplings sold at a nearby bun shop," she sneakily opened the bedroom door and slipped out.
Then, she ran straight into Ryou, who was coming out of the bathroom.
She was so scared she almost threw her phone out, but luckily, just like Kaito said, Ryou still ignored her presence.
Twenty minutes later.
"Such a rare style breakfast?"
Looking at the table full of soup dumplings, deep-fried dough sticks, soy milk, porridge, shumai, sugar triangle... Ryou swallowed a mouthful of saliva, completely throwing away the last bit of suspicion in her heart.
'So much breakfast can't possibly be fake; it seems I was overthinking.'
Dietary habits of people in Japan is different; traditional breakfasts are more accustomed to eating white rice, miso soup, natto, grilled fish and other side dishes.
But some families lean more toward the western style, like sandwiches, fried eggs, milk, jam bread, that kind.
But for Ryou, whether it's Western food, Chinese food, French food, or Russian food, who cares about this or that, I just TM eat eat eat.
Today was May 11th, Monday, also the start of school.
Nijika and Ryou would start at Shimokitazawa University tomorrow, and after breakfast, they said goodbye and left.
Before they left, Kaito handed them two protective charms, instructing them not to remove them easily.
Originally, when he met Soyo yesterday, he should have given her a charm too, but unfortunately, he forgot about it then and could only wait for next time.
After saying goodbye to the two girls, he boarded the train to school alone.
Because Secretary Sakiko was still living at the Wakaba family's house, today Kaito's figure was a bit solitary.
But the unlucky things weren't just this. Usually, the train wasn't considered crowded, but today it was packed with passengers, like freshly produced sardine cans.
However, handsome guys are privileged everywhere, especially the type who are attractive to both men and women.
After politely declining several people's offers to give up their seats, coming from black-stocking OLs, delicate JKs, pure university girls, all kinds of ancient (lecherous) enthusiastic (perverts), Kaito found a quiet corner to stand, habitually took out his phone, and started browsing forums.
Accompanied by the faint friction sound of the rails, the train started moving.
Buildings outside the window retreated quickly, and the early morning sunlight slanted through the window into the carriage, casting a hazy light and shadow on the side face of the boy who was lowering his head, his light chestnut-colored eyes resembling a gentle sea under the afterglow of sunset, easily stealing the surrounding gazes.
But before a certain black-stocking OL big sister, who couldn't hold back anymore, could launch a chat-up attack again, not far ahead, suddenly a furious female voice sounded.
"YOU DISGUSTING TRAIN PERVERT! Get a grip already!"
Today was Chihaya Anon's first day of transferring schools.
After fleeing back to Tokyo from England, she had been depressed for a while, lying at home every day, not wanting to think about anything.
Fortunately, her mother understood her very well, never forcing her, giving her enough time to recover.
While feeling warm inside, Anon also felt a little guilty.
The girl no longer wanted to continue being self-destructive and decided to change schools and start anew.
Universities close to the former high school couldn't be chosen; after all, in the eyes of her former classmates, she had gone to study abroad in England. Now suddenly returning without informing anyone, wasn't it no different from being a deserter? Surely she would be laughed at?
After careful selection, Shuka University came into her sight.
Strong faculty, beautiful campus environment, and crucially, far from her previous high school, making it unlikely to run into former classmates.
With excellent academic achievements, Chihaya Anon easily passed the entrance interview and officially became a new student of Shuka University.
Carrying beautiful expectations of starting a new life, she boarded the train to school.
And then...
She encountered the disgusting incident of a female train pervert molesting others.
Because of the extremely imbalanced gender ratio in this world, even plain-looking boys didn't have much difficulty finding partners, so male train molesters were extremely rare.
But correspondingly, the number of female train molesters started increasing.
These people were usually indiscriminate, treating timid-looking boys or girls as targets to satisfy their filthy and inferior desires.
This time's victim was no exception. Small build, young, wearing a black school uniform, hugging a schoolbag, not daring to raise the head, the typical small transparent type easily bullied.
The perpetrator was a woman about 1.7 meters tall, sloppily dressed and plain-looking.
Anon saw with her own eyes, this bastard using the back of her hand to pretend to inadvertently rub against the JC girl's inner thigh, and after noticing the girl's body trembling slightly, not only didn't stop but became even worse.
'How despicable! Shameless! Disgusting!'
In broad daylight, under the clear sky. Justice Anon-chan could not sit idly by.
Anon very decisively stood out, and when the train pervert wanted to go further, she firmly grabbed her wrist.
"You disgusting train pervert! Get a grip already!"
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Chapter 101: Anon: Discriminating Against Me?
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 herbut 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:
