Yotsuya Miko noticed that the expressions of the surrounding passengers hadn't changed at all; they seemed completely oblivious to the faint, pale giant hand.
Otherwise, they would have panicked long ago.
"Sure enough, is it an Evil Spirit...?"
This was the first time Yotsuya Miko had seen such a bizarre existence since her spiritual eyes awakened.
It was called an Evil Spirit, but it was just a hand, completely lacking a human body.
But if it were something else, its aura was similar to an Evil Spirit... No, it was even more terrifying than an Evil Spirit.
What exactly is this thing?
Just then.
Yotsuya Miko suddenly realized that in the brief moment she had been distracted, the pale giant hand had vanished without a trace, as if it had never appeared.
"Just kidding."
Kano Yoruhoshi patted the pervert's cheek, said with a smile, and released his wrist.
"Ugh..."
The previously arrogant Train Pervert was now drenched in sweat, clutching his wrist, and letting out stifled whimpers of pain from his throat.
His entire body was curled up like a shrimp on the cold train floor.
"That..."
Seeing the situation escalate to this point, the woman in the office lady uniform seemed to want to say something.
Before she could even open her mouth, Kano Yoruhoshi glanced at her and said softly.
"Someone like you is worse than a pervert, you know that?"
Being reprimanded publicly like this, the OL woman's face clearly turned ugly. She retorted, trying to justify herself.
"I, I didn't ask you to help me. Mind your own business!"
"Still barking at me here, huh?"
If it were a typical high school boy, he might just endure it and let it pass.
But Kano Yoruhoshi, as a renowned pianist who had trained in Zu'an, deeply understood the principle that stepping back only makes you angrier later, and enduring for a moment makes you feel more cheated later. He had no intention of indulging her.
He raised his phone and shook it in front of the OL woman's face.
"Like barking? Then I'll just be unlucky later, and my phone will be stolen."
"And coincidentally, my phone has no unlock password, anyone can open it."
"And even more coincidentally, the person who stole my phone uploads this video online."
"Finally, there's the one-in-a-million coincidence that your colleagues and boss all receive a copy."
"Isn't that quite a coincidence?"
Hearing these words, the OL woman's expression changed.
Kano Yoruhoshi didn't stop there; he continued his verbal assault.
"Of course, if you were just harassed by a train pervert, perhaps everyone would sympathize with you, after all, you're the victim."
At this point, Kano Yoruhoshi smiled and changed his tone.
"But, what if someone reveals the whole story, that the pervert has already been caught, yet you didn't come forward to testify? Why is that?"
"I think there are only two explanations."
"The first, you're a timid person who fears trouble and lacks moral principles."
"The second, you're actually a pervert, seemingly resistant, but actually enjoying such harassment."
Kano Yoruhoshi sighed seemingly helplessly, shaking his head.
"Tsk tsk tsk, if everyone thinks you're the second type of person, then you're going to become famous."
"The probability of encountering perverts in your daily life will also increase significantly, right? After all, you'll be a well-known figure."
"Don't worry, I... Oh, no, the person who stole my phone, will definitely tell everyone that you're not timid, but a woman who enjoys the process and is extremely perverted."
By this point, the OL woman's body had stiffened.
She couldn't even imagine what her friends, colleagues, parents, and family would think of her if she truly ended up with such a reputation...
"Not barking anymore?"
Seeing the OL woman meek and silent, Kano Yoruhoshi smiled.
"That's right, just quietly perish."
As he finished speaking, the train arrived at the platform.
It wasn't until Kano Yoruhoshi pulled her off the train that Yotsuya Miko finally came back to her senses.
She hesitated for a long time, unsure how to begin, and finally just whispered two words.
"Thank you."
"Mm, you should be thankful."
Kano Yoruhoshi's unceremonious remark actually made Yotsuya Miko feel a little more relaxed.
"By the way... how did you know to record it beforehand?"
"It's not that I knew, it's that you're too foolish."
Kano Yoruhoshi casually retorted, walking forward as he spoke.
"If that woman truly had courage, would she need your help? She would have resisted herself already. This is a train during rush hour."
"With so many people, she didn't even have the courage to call for help. Perhaps she didn't want to cause trouble, or she was afraid of losing face."
"Regardless of the reason, helping someone like that will only put you in the situation you just experienced. It's meaningless."
At this point, Kano Yoruhoshi stretched, looked at Yotsuya Miko, and smiled.
"So, will you still help next time?"
Yotsuya Miko paused, then after a few seconds, nodded firmly.
"I'll still help, but next time I'll be like you and leave evidence first."
"Just like you."
Kano Yoruhoshi had no intention of persuading Yotsuya Miko to change.
No one wants to be a saint who gives unconditionally.
But everyone hopes that in this World, there will be more saints who are willing to help others unconditionally.
Such a Yotsuya Miko is also quite good.
After leaving the train station, Kano Yoruhoshi led Yotsuya Miko to a Shopping Street and found the shop where he had previously bought the talismans.
As expected.
The Old Man with white hair and beard, looking like an immortal, was sitting in the shop leisurely smoking.
Yotsuya Miko looked around and saw that although the shop was not large, there were many types of goods on the shelves.
Talismans, bracelets, evil-repelling necklaces, prayer beads, and statues were all available.
"Hey, Lao Deng."
Kano Yoruhoshi walked impolitely to the counter, pulled out the stack of talismans from his In arms, and slapped them heavily on the counter, raising a cloud of dust.
"Return, refund."
"Eh?"
When Kano Yoruhoshi stepped into the shop, the Old Man's face was originally smiling, but when he heard about the return and refund, a look of surprise appeared on his deeply furrowed old face.
"I say, young man, don't be so aggressive with your tone. This talisman must be useful."
After saying this, the Old Man's eyes swept a few times behind Kano Yoruhoshi, as if he was looking for something.
This tiny detail did not escape Kano Yoruhoshi's notice.
He thought, "Sure enough," pulled over a chair, sat opposite the Old Man, and slowly said,
"If I'm not mistaken, you should be a genuine Supernatural Power User, right?"
The Old Man smiled and nodded, looking like a highly respected individual.
"Look at what you're saying, when I was young, I was also…"
"Alright, stop boasting."
Kano Yoruhoshi did not give the other party a chance to boast about his past exploits, but slowly said,
"Your shop should have genuine goods, but you sold me these completely useless fakes, which precisely proves that you are a genuine Supernatural Power User."
"Because you can see, or rather, not see, any ghosts or Evil Spirits around me."
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