"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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Chapter 102: Benefactor
["xnxx station has arrived, please disembark in an orderly manner, do not crowd."]
The gentle electronic broadcast floated through the carriage. Kaito glanced at the pink-haired girl beside him who was still dazed, but had no intention to continue the conversation. After saying "goodbye," he stepped off.
Although the girl looked quite cute, her temperament was similar to Kita, but for some reason, compared to the lively and energetic Kita, she seemed to have a kind of clear stupidity.
"W-wait!", Finally breaking free from her daze, Anon hurriedly followed and squeezed out at the last second before the train doors closed.
But she was clearly still a step too slow.
The densely packed crowd filled the platform completely. That figure who had seemed like a dream to her had long since vanished, like a drop of water merging into the ocean, never to be seen again.
"I still haven't properly repaid you"
To Kaito, what happened on the train was just a trivial interlude in his daily life.
He didn't take it to heart. After leaving the station, he went to class as usual.
It was already late by now, and many students were gathered in small groups, gossiping about various incidents during the holiday.
"It's been ten whole days without seeing Kaito-kun, ten days! Do you know how I made it through?"
"Of course I know because I got through it the same way!"
"Uuuh, why does it feel like Kaito-kun became even more handsome Eh, did my husband just look at me?"
"Keiko, you idiot! My husband was clearly looking at me!"
The students were as energetic as ever.
All kinds of hysterical outbursts and antics emerged endlessly like fish crossing a river. They had the courage to say it, Kaito didn't even have the courage to listen.
Usually it was okay. At least they saw each other every day. Even if nothing could be done, just having eye candy was nice.
Even weekends were only two days, still within the endurance range.
But this time, perhaps because the Golden Week holiday was too long, they had been holding it in too much.
Like a spring: the more it's compressed, the stronger the rebound.
So, upon seeing Kaito again, the enthusiasm the classmates erupted with was on another level compared to before the break.
There was the bold type, "I'll leap onto the bed with Kaito-kun and start writing our heroic epic."
The refined type, "A few life tips for Kaito-kun: eat when hungry, drink when thirsty, sleep when tired, breathe to live, marry me."
And even the homo camp mixed in, "Mmm ahhh ahhh ahhh ahhh my Kaito-kun! Take me with you!"
And they were unsurprisingly beaten up by the first two groups together. Girls being a little crazy was fine, but why were the boys joining in? If they twisted Kaito's preferences, then what?
This wasn't just any ordinary school life novel anymore. A heavy punch had to be delivered.
Luckily, the chaos didn't last too long.
DING~ DING~ DING~
With the preparatory bell ringing, homeroom teacher Hiratsuka Shizuka quickly walked up to the podium and knocked on the desk.
The title "Invincible Iron Fist" still carried weight. This was a fierce reputation earned with her own fists, few dared to provoke her.
There had been unruly students in the past, disobedient and even disrespectful.
But all of them had been moved by Shizuka's great love and learned to behave properly.
The noisy classroom instantly fell silent, returning to order.
Seeing this, Hiratsuka Shizuka nodded in satisfaction and cleared her throat, "Before class, I have an announcement. Our class is getting a new transfer student, just returned from overseas. Mm I hope everyone can take good care of them."
A transfer student?
It's been over a month since school started, transferring now would make socializing quite difficult, right?
In schools, there's no shortage of cliques. After a month, most people have already formed their social circles, and it's hard for outsiders to integrate.
Unless one is a top-tier extrovert, like little Kita's level of social butterfly, most people in such situations would even struggle to make friends.
Hiratsuka Shizuka had considered this too. She was worried the new student might end up isolated like Yukino had, so she gave a little heads-up.
"What's the new student's name?"
"Boy or girl? Are they hot?"
"Don't be dumb. With Kaito-kun here, even if they are hot, they'll just be overshadowed."
The class atmosphere was pretty good. Most girls showed curious and friendly attitudes.
"Ahem, quiet," Hiratsuka Shizuka knocked on the desk again, then looked toward the door and called out loudly, "Chihaya-san, you may come in."
A girl who had been waiting for some time appeared at the classroom door.
Delicate and adorable features adorned with a bright, energetic smile, dreamlike cherry blossom pink hair cascading down to her waist, dressed in a neat and elegant uniform blazer, she strode swiftly up to the podium on her long legs. Picking up a piece of chalk, she fluently wrote her name on the blackboard.
Then she gracefully faced the students and gave a small bow:
"My name is Chihaya Anon. Due to family reasons, I enrolled at this unusual time. I hope you'll be willing to be friends with me!"
"In the days to come, please take care of me~"
The students cooperatively applauded, letting Anon breathe a little easier.
'Looks like the self-introduction went fine. Now it's time to act fast and integrate into the class.'
'Let's start with a small goal: within a week, become the most popular girl in class.'
"Chihaya-san, you'll sit", Hiratsuka Shizuka scanned the classroom. There weren't many open seats, really not much choice, "Sit in the seat behind Kaito-san."
"Got it!"
Anon responded energetically with a "hai!" and slung her little bag over her shoulder as she came down from the podium. But she noticed that the students who had welcomed her so warmly a moment ago had all suddenly switched to a uniform expression of "envy, jealousy, hate"?
"Damn! The new transfer student is way too lucky? She gets to sit there?"
"Is it too late if I drop out and re-enroll right now?"
"Uuuh, my Kaito-kun, evil woman get away from my husband ahhhhh!!!"
"Your husband? My husband!"
'W-what's going on?'
'And what's with this "husband" stuff Isn't this a school? Where did all these married women come from?'
The girl was a bit confused, but still walked down from the podium with her gray shoulder bag. The bitter and grinding gazes along the way made her a bit uncomfortable, and her steps instinctively grew lighter.
She couldn't help but glance toward the window seat. While she was still trying to figure out who this "husband" person was, her gray eyes happened to meet a pair of light chestnut ones.
Like a thunderclap on a sunny day, her pink lips parted slightly, her brain short-circuited, and the words slipped out of her mouth, "H-husband?"
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Chapter 103: Kita-san, it's decided, you're the one
The air fell silent.
Many of the girls looked over with strange expressions, wanting to speak but stopping themselves.
'The new transfer student... isn't she a bit too wild?'
"W-wait! That's not what I meant!"
Anon finally realized what she had just said, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment, and she waved her hands hurriedly, "What I meant was benefactor! Benefactor! Kaito-kun helped me out on the train before, don't misunderstand!"
The explanation was reasonable enough, but it still didn't change the odd looks from the other students.
Fortunately, Hiratsuka Shizuka helped smooth things over, "Since you already know each other, it must be fate Kaito-kun, I'll be counting on you to look after Chihaya-san from now on."
Kaito gave a small nod.
Seeing that there was no change in his expression, as if he didn't take her earlier words to heart at all, Anon clearly let out a breath of relief.
Whether it was out of gratitude toward her benefactor or a faint affection born from the glimpse of a beautiful boy on the train, she didn't want to leave a bad impression on him.
With this small incident behind them, the morning classes passed in a flash, and before long, it was lunchtime.
The students who brought lunchboxes took them out and gathered in small groups to eat and chat. As expected, their conversations revolved around topics girls are interested in: makeup, food, handsome guys, and desserts.
Originally, Anon planned to pick a group that didn't seem too cliquish and, relying on her own charm, join in and make a few friends on her first day.
But now that she had reunited with Kaito, she immediately abandoned that idea, took out her lunchbox, and naturally sat down in the seat across from him. The original owner had already gone to the cafeteria for lunch, conveniently leaving the seat open for her.
"Hey hey~ Kaito-kun, this is already our second meeting~", The girl's pretty face beamed with a big smile, radiating friendliness, making one feel a natural affection, "Back at the train station, I didn't get a proper chance to thank you for your help~"
"It was just a small favor," Kaito gently shook his head, showing no sign of taking credit.
The only reason he stepped in was because of the girl's passionate heart.
The quality of stepping forward when witnessing injustice is precious no matter what world you're in.
"That's not right~", The girl, however, didn't agree with his view, "It might've been a small favor to you, but to me, it was a huge help!"
Onlookers watched coldly. The woman in front of her had a ferocious expression, as if she was about to bite someone.
Chihaya Anon was just an ordinary female college student. Her biggest worry used to be eating too many late-night snacks and possibly gaining weight. Suddenly encountering such a situation, it was impossible for her not to feel afraid.
