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The man's face flushed crimson instantly, and he roared angrily, "You bastard! Mind your own business!"
He abruptly pulled his hand back and threw a swift jab at Qingze's face.
As a boxing enthusiast, his punch was fast and accurate, more than enough to deal with an ordinary person.
Qingze had never specifically trained in boxing, but his enhanced senses made him feel as if his originally swift punches had been slowed down by half a beat.
He easily deflected the incoming fist with his left hand, and almost at the same moment, his right fist slammed out like a heavy hammer, landing solidly on the center of his opponent's chest.
"boom!"
A muffled thud, like a heavy object hitting a sandbag.
The man's face turned deathly pale instantly. The excruciating pain in his chest caused him to stop breathing, and his heart seemed to be temporarily paralyzed by the punch.
He couldn't even utter a complete sound; he could only squeeze out a short, painful groan from his throat before his whole body uncontrollably bent over and curled up.
Chapter 6 The So-Called Shame Culture
The carriage fell into a brief, deathly silence. All the passengers were stunned. This sudden conflict started abruptly and ended even more swiftly and decisively than anyone could have imagined.
Judging solely from their physical stature, the tram pervert undoubtedly has an overwhelming advantage.
He was tall and muscular.
Although Qingze is 1.85 meters tall, he does not have the bulky muscles that come from bodybuilding.
He was well-proportioned and tall, and his well-fitting suit made him look even more refined and cultured, which at first glance seemed far removed from the word "tough".
However, only he knew that even without the added enhancement of the label, there were clearly defined eight-pack abs under the suit.
After the enhancement, he felt that he could defeat even the world heavyweight boxing champion. He was no longer the person who would make his opponent kneel down and beg for his life in a second.
"Wow! Teacher, you were so cool just now!"
A crisp sound broke the silence.
Maeda Yuki hugged her briefcase tightly with both arms, pressing it against her high chest, her elbows slightly flared outwards from the force, rushing towards Aozawa like a lively little deer.
She tilted her head back, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling with undisguised admiration. "Those two moves just now were just like those of an action star in a movie."
Have you practiced this specifically?
"Yes, I've practiced a little bit of Xia Kingdom martial arts."
Qingze casually replied, but his gaze remained fixed on the top of the man curled up on the ground.
The word "Goblin" was still clearly visible, showing no sign of turning into light.
Qingze wondered, "Do I have to kill the man?"
However, killing someone in public is absolutely impossible, so we can only settle for second best and try another possibility.
He turned to the petite woman, who was still in shock, and said gently, "Don't be afraid, I will call the police."
The police will arrive at the next stop and arrest him as a criminal caught in the act. We hope you can testify.
"Okay, okay!"
The petite woman nodded repeatedly, her gaze involuntarily drifting to Qingze's handsome profile. Her heart inexplicably raced, her cheeks flushed slightly, and for a moment she felt as if she had become the heroine in a romantic movie, rescued by a hero.
Of course, Qingze had absolutely no intention of developing a deeper relationship with her.
His primary criterion for a partner is that she has the courage to face difficulties.
"Next time you encounter this situation, please don't be afraid. These are the people who should be afraid."
He raised his voice slightly, not only to the victim in front of him, but also to Maeda Yuki beside him, saying, "You must shout and stop them immediately."
Upon hearing this, Yuki Maeda nodded very seriously.
She usually either travels during off-peak hours or specifically takes the women-only carriage. Today, she made an exception and squeezed onto this crowded ordinary tram at this time to accompany Qingze.
……
The tram pulled into the next station.
Aozawa grabbed the man's arm and got off the train with the petite woman and Maeda Yuki, explaining the situation to the police officers who had been notified and were waiting on the platform.
Upon seeing this, the man immediately struggled and shouted in his defense, "He's slandering me! He started it! This is assault!"
"Officer, you should arrest him!"
In the end, he actually managed to squeeze out a few tears, trying to play the role of an honest person being bullied by a thug.
Qingze remained calm and stated to the police, "He attacked me first. I was only acting in self-defense and stopped after throwing one punch."
If you don't believe me, you can check the surveillance footage from the train carriage to verify.
The police officer in charge nodded.
Upon hearing this, the man's face turned deathly pale. He then realized that the security camera inside the carriage had likely recorded his shameful act clearly.
Realizing this, his mental defenses completely collapsed, his legs went weak, and he knelt down with a thud, pleading in a tearful voice, "I was wrong, big brother! Miss! Please, please let me go this time."
I have a wife and kids to support, I can't lose my job.
In Japan, once someone is identified as a "train groper," social death is almost inevitable.
Their jobs will be in jeopardy, and their entire family will be shrouded in gloom.
The reason is related to Japan's unique "shame culture," but their perception is different from that of normal people. They never feel ashamed of doing evil, but rather feel ashamed when their evil deeds are exposed to others.
Qingze said in a deep voice, "Everyone must pay the price for the mistakes they have made."
Please don't be lenient; this must be severely punished to serve as a warning to others and protect more women from harassment.
"Yes, I will never forgive him!"
Encouraged by Qingze's attitude, the petite woman also stood firm in her stance.
Seeing that the victim's attitude was clear, the police did not hesitate and stepped forward to handcuff the man.
Just as the handcuffs closed, Qingze clearly saw that the three words "Goblin" above the man's head seemed to come alive, twisting and merging into a red light that suddenly burrowed into his brow.
A familiar warmth swept through my body once again, and every cell seemed to be cheering.
He could feel a significant increase in muscle strength; if he were to lift a weight of over 200 pounds with one arm at this moment, he would probably be as steady as a rock.
awesome!
Qingze suppressed the cheers that almost escaped his lips, maintaining a calm expression as he watched the police escort the ashen-faced pervert away.
Afterwards, he and Yuki Maeda continued to wait for the next train.
During this time, the rescued woman mustered up the courage to add Qingze's contact information, but he flatly refused.
The woman left dejectedly.
Watching the woman's departing figure, Maeda Yuki sighed, "Teacher, aren't you being a bit heartless?"
"Giving unrealistic hope is the real cruelty."
Qingze answered calmly.
Yuuki Maeda tilted her head and thought for a moment, then agreed, "That makes sense. So, teacher, who pursued whom first, you or the principal?"
Her curiosity instantly jumped to another level, and her face was full of gossip.
Qingze glanced at her, unmoved by her inquisitive expression, and said indifferently, "Children shouldn't pry into adult matters."
"How about I test your math skills?"
"Oh, okay."
Maeda Yuki immediately deflated like a punctured balloon, drawing out her reply.
……
The tram arrived at Kita-Senju Station, and the two walked out of the station.
Yuki Maeda led the way with practiced ease, guiding Aozawa through the streets and alleys.
After a few turns, a small hill enveloped in greenery came into view.
The natural wood torii gate stands quietly at the beginning of the stone steps, as if dividing two worlds.
The stone steps wind upwards, flanked by lush trees. Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the stone slabs.
A faint fragrance of grass and trees wafted in the air, with only the occasional birdsong breaking the tranquility.
Yuki Maeda ran up the stairs with a lively pace, taking two steps at a time.
Qingze followed behind at a leisurely pace.
Upon arriving at the shrine atop the mountain, Aozawa, with the mindset of "when in Rome, do as the Romans do" and "better safe than sorry," went to the offering box, dropped in a five-yen coin, rang the bell, clasped his hands together, and silently made a wish.
He then followed Yuki Maeda through the main hall of the shrine and headed towards the back mountain.
Stepping onto a forest path strewn with fallen leaves, the sunlight is filtered through the dense canopy into soft dappled patterns that dance among the trees.
Maeda Yuki suddenly stopped, turned around and pointed to a spot not far away, lowering her voice to say, "Teacher, look, that's the hornet's nest, it's huge!"
Do you have a way to fix it?
Chapter 7 Death Reaper
The "huge" hornet's nest that the girl described was actually only about the size of a cantaloupe, and it was nothing compared to those giant beehives that are often over a meter tall.
Qingze looked up at the grayish-brown beehive hanging among the branches, but did not find the scarlet label.
This is just an ordinary hornet's nest.
"Does the red name tag only appear once a day? Or does it mean that the same object won't refresh repeatedly within a short period of time?"
He pondered for a moment, then paused, his gaze casually sweeping around.
Amidst a patch of weeds to the west, a strikingly bright red label stood out abruptly.
Death Reaper
He paused for a moment, then calmly ordered, "Go and get a shovel."
"Ok!"
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