Chapter 15 High-end hunters often appear as prey
"Comfortable?"

How do you want him to answer this?
Now he is feeling a heavy conscience, can he tell a lie?
But if I’m being honest…

Is there anything softer in the world than this?

But wouldn't everyone on the train think you were a pervert if you said something like that?
Denial is not an option, and admission is even worse. Keeping silent is the same as admitting it in disguise...

All dead ends!

After thinking for 3.1415926 seconds, Qingshuijian suddenly had an idea and remembered a famous saying of a master who didn't know how to use a mobile phone.

"Of course, just that one move just now can make me eat three bowls of rice tonight. If you can let me do it again..."

The other party didn't say anything, but just from one look Qingshui Jian knew that he was rejected.

This girl who looks asexual and is often mistaken for a boy because she is too handsome is called Sakurai Haruka.

She gives people the impression of being abstinent at first glance. Although her personality and dress are relatively neutral, her skin is whiter and more delicate than that of most girls.

Shimizu Mi had already confirmed this personally in the first round, so he couldn't be wrong.

Since Shimizu knew her, that meant she was also one of the heroines of the game.

She is tall by female standards, has long limbs, and a well-proportioned body, which is like the ideal body for women in the world.

Sakurai Haruka is a senior student one year older than Shimizu Mi, and is also the main force of the school's women's track and field team.

Although she is 1.72 meters tall, which is a little shorter than Shimizu Mi who is 1.82 meters tall, she can definitely be called a giant among the girls in Sakura Country.

But here in the Land of Sakura, many women have nicknames based on their height.

Girls who are over 165cm tall will be called "monsters", and those who are over 170cm tall will be called "Tokyo Tower".

People like Haruka Sakurai are nicknamed "Tokyo Sky Tree" by many people in school. This title actually contains a lot of discrimination and exclusion.

Because in the Land of Sakura, 150-155cm is the most popular height among men. They call girls of this height cute, and those over 160cm are considered ugly.

In their eyes, it was obvious that Sakurai Haruka was one of them. Even though her face was delicate and beautiful, she would still be isolated and teased at school.

"How long do you want to touch me?"

Sakurai Haruka's cold voice reached his ears, and before she got really angry, Shimizu Mi withdrew his hand.

"I'm so sorry, because Senior's touch was so good that I will never forget it even if I reincarnate eighteen years later. If I could do it again, I would remember it for another eighteen years!"

Shimizu Mi said this on purpose.

He had no intention of conquering anyone in the second round, so naturally he didn't need to accumulate favorability with the other party.

"What a brave junior you are."

Sakurai Haruka took off her Bluetooth headset, and her tone was inexplicably filled with joy and playfulness.

"Senior, aren't you angry?"

"I don't think I'm so stupid that I can't see that you did that to save me."

Sakurai Haruka glanced coldly at the middle-aged man next to her, then thanked Shimizu Ken.

"Thank you."

Shimizu made a surprised sound at Sakurai Haruka's unexpected reaction.

"You think I'm going to say 'Don't do anything extra' and get mad at you?"

"Yes."

"That's true. After all, being 'attacked' by a suspicious masked man is just as disgusting as being attacked by that disgusting and obscene pig-head."

"Then please don't say it."

Sakurai Haruka stared at the pair of black pupils under the mask, and for a moment she showed a puzzled expression, and said: "The Quata Knight in the news a few days ago was you?"

Qingshuijian nodded. Anyway, he was wearing a mask and no one recognized him, so it would not matter even if he admitted it.

Sakurai Haruka stared at the pair of black pupils under the mask for a while, thanked him again before looking away.

Sakurai Haruka looked down at the middle-aged uncle who was a whole head shorter than her, and made a smacking sound very similar to that of Shimizu Mi.

"Tsk! Uncle, you should know what will happen to a pervert on the train, right?!"

Sakurai Haruka regained her cold expression, looking at him as if he was a scum.

It was obvious that she was really angry this time.

In the Land of Sakura, being labeled a molester is a very serious offense.

Not to mention detention and fines, the most serious consequence is social death, being fired from the company, losing your job, and possibly never finding a job again in the future.

"You, you, you... don't slander good people out of thin air... I didn't... Who would want to touch a guy like you who is neither male nor female... You are neither gentle nor cute... I don't mind letting an uncle touch you."

When Sakurai Haruka heard this, her expression didn't change much.

From childhood to adulthood, she has heard a lot of similar words and even more unpleasant comments.

Perhaps because all the passengers' attention was focused on him at this moment, the middle-aged man took out his wallet, threw down two 10,000 yen bills in an attempt to settle the matter peacefully, and turned to leave.

In fact, he was not panicked at all.

After all, he did not succeed, and the other party could not provide any evidence to prove his crime.

"Uncle, don't leave in such a hurry."

Qing Shuijian called out to the middle-aged man who was trying to escape. "Do you have anything else to say?"

The uncle turned around with an extremely unhappy look on his face, as if to say, "I've already given Marseille a private message, what else do you want?"

"Do you want me to do it, or do you want to take it out yourself?"

Qingshuijian walked to the front entrance of the carriage and blocked the middle-aged man's way.

"Take...Take what..."

"Stop pretending! Did you just take a picture of it?!"

Qingshuijian raised his tone, and under the strong sense of oppression emanating from him, the guilty middle-aged man felt timid, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Sakurai Haruka on the side was stunned for a few seconds before she reacted. Even though she was always indifferent, she immediately glared at the middle-aged man with a sharp, cold look.

Although Sakurai Haruka's daily behavior and clothing style are more masculine, she is still a girl, which means that her lower body is still wearing a short skirt of a female uniform.

"You...what are you talking about...Uncle, how could I be interested in a woman like this...I was just taking pictures of my shoes...That's right...I was just taking pictures of my shoes..."

Seeing that the other party would not cry until he saw the coffin, Qingshuijian walked to the corner of the carriage behind him and picked up the mobile phone that had been recording the car door since just now. The mobile phone completely captured the whole process of the middle-aged man's crime.

"Anything else you want to say?"

"But I... I haven't even looked at it... Can you let me see it..."

"Look! Hurry up!"

Almost all Japanese people are afraid of trouble and are very concerned about the eyes of others.

So under Qing Shuijian's unquestionable tone and the gazes of all the passengers in the car, the middle-aged man tremblingly handed over his cell phone.

"password!"

"114514..."

After entering the password provided by the other party, Qingshuijian directly opened the local photo album in his mobile phone.

Oh my!!!

You don’t know until you see it. Qingshui was really shocked by the massive resources inside.

From all ages, to all professions, to all angles...

It's obvious that this guy is a repeat offender!

Shimizu couldn't help but smacking his lips again. After a moment of hesitation, he finally deleted the photos of Sakurai Haruka.

After receiving the returned phone, the middle-aged man immediately checked it. When he found that his study materials were still there, he breathed a sigh of relief and even looked at Shimizu with gratitude.

Then, he slipped into another carriage covered in dust and dirt.

"You really are a good person, in every sense of the word."

Sakurai Haruka crossed her arms over her chest, leaned her back against the tram pole, and looked up and down at Shimizu Mi with great interest.

"Anyway, you wouldn't care about such boring things as whether other people were secretly photographed or not."

"You speak as if you know me very well. Although what you said is true, why do you care about me being secretly photographed? It's none of your business if you ignore other people's trivial matters, right?"

Sakurai Haruka stared closely at the pair of black pupils under the mask, as if seeking an answer.

But then, the simple words uttered by Qingshuijian made that cold face move for the first time.

"Do you think your business is boring? I think it's more important than anything else, at least to me."

Shimizumi's tone was very calm, but his black eyes revealed a message deeper than words.

Faced with this completely unexpected situation, Sakurai Haruka froze there like a petrified tree, unable to move at all.

In this indescribable strange atmosphere, the tram sounded the arrival reminder sound at an inopportune time.

When getting off the train, Sakurai Haruka called out to Shimizu from behind.

"name!"

"what?"

"Your name? I think you are quite interesting. Are you not going to tell me your name?"

Shimizu waved his hand and left without looking back: "He's just a Kamen Rider passing by, don't worry about him."

Sakurai Haruka looked at the thin figure that was gradually moving away, and a sense of déjà vu made her forehead ache.

The next moment, the lavender pupils reflecting Qing Shuijian's back revealed a greedy look as if looking at prey.

……

Afterwards, Shimizu found the tram operator he had contacted in advance and arrested the middle-aged man on the spot before he could slip out of the station.

As for the photos in the mobile phone just now, except for the photos of Sakurai Haruka that were completely deleted by Shimizu Mi, all the others will become evidence for conviction in the future.

After the matter was resolved, Shimizu mixed in with the other passengers and headed towards the ticket gate.

After leaving the platform, Shimizu Mitsuki took a taxi to the place where he had agreed to meet Kondo Yuichi and Amemiya Iori.

Sitting in the back seat of the taxi, Qingshuijian recalled the photos he had deleted, lowered his head and whispered to himself.

Why is Haruka wearing black today...

(End of this chapter)