After looking around, Jin Takatori found no one who posed a threat to him. If anyone was the most likely candidate, it was the high school student who was spaced out. However, in today's society, good Samaritans are one in a hundred. Besides, giving them a live show later would surely make them happy to be qualified spectators!
A confident shadow of a silhouette appeared under his hood. Devil's Hand was a reputation earned through countless battles, not a casual title given by peers.
Jin Takatori got up and walked toward Kanade Himuro. His left hand slowly began to tremble. As the distance between them closed, the speed of his fingers' vibration increased, even appearing as afterimages, until it reached a critical point where it seemed to stop.
'Impressive!'
But was that really the case? From Ho Fei-yu's perspective, Jin Takatori's fingers were still vibrating, but the speed was so fast that ordinary people couldn't see it at all. This superhuman ability made Ho Fei-yu internally gasp in amazement.
'If I also had this technique, wouldn't I be able to... It's just a shame the system doesn't have a function to acquire this skill, sigh~' Ho Fei-yu suddenly felt a bit envious of Jin Takatori. Although he could make his fingers vibrate quickly, it was a result of deliberate control, requiring a lot of mental effort, unlike Jin Takatori's effortless technique.
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'I've been teaching them for so long, and they still can't do it. A bunch of useless trash!' Kanade Himuro looked at her phone with sharp annoyance. A list of failing grades under one person's avatar after another made her heart irritable. However, it was also expected; the people at Huang Tong Academy's old campus were just like that. But even trash had its value; they could be used for her to vent. Thinking this, Kanade Himuro's furrowed brows relaxed.
'Is this guy sick? Dressing like this in the scorching heat. Also, with so many empty seats, why is he standing right in front of me? Disgusting!' Kanade Himuro put her phone back in her bag. She didn't want a bunch of scumbag students to ruin her mood any further. She looked aimlessly at the scenery flashing past the train window, but her view was unfortunately blocked by a figure. She looked up and saw the strangely dressed Jin Takatori. Her already annoyed mood became even more agitated.
"Excuse me, are you sick? If you are, I can pay to help you get treated!" Kanade Himuro shifted her hips and moved aside. Unexpectedly, the strangely dressed man immediately stood in front of her again. She took a deep breath, calmed down, and moved to another spot, but the man was like gum stuck to her, impossible to shake off. The pent-up frustration finally exploded, and Kanade Himuro roared furiously.
"Hehehe, I hope you can maintain that look later." Kanade Himuro's voice abruptly echoed in the train carriage. The sparse passengers looked toward them, with an air of watching a show. However, Jin Takatori didn't care at all. He looked down at the distorted expression on Kanade Himuro's face, a feeling of cat-playing-with-mouse spreading in his heart.
"W-What do you want to do? This is broad daylight..." Scarlet eyes pierced through the hood, emitting an eerie glow. When Kanade Himuro saw Jin Takatori's strange appearance, she inexplicably felt fear in her heart. Her beautiful body, tightly wrapped in a black uniform, trembled slightly, and she squeezed against the seat, trying to distance herself from Jin Takatori as much as possible.
"Hehe, what do I want to do? Naturally, I want to do you..." Jin Takatori replied with a sinister smile. He loved seeing the look of fear on a woman's face, followed by an expression of utter enjoyment under his conditioning. The thought of that contrast made him incredibly excited~
"You... you brat, you... it's you... why..." Jin Takatori twisted his hand, reaching toward the fair skin revealed by Kanade Himuro's deep V-neck. As long as he could grasp her peaks, combined with his practiced skill and special technique, in less than ten... five seconds! He was confident that Kanade Himuro would reach her climax and would never be able to leave his left hand. Just as Jin Takatori was about to make contact, he suddenly realized that his hand was gripped by the high school student who had been spaced out, and he couldn't move. Before he could finish speaking, a sudden flood of forgotten memories surged into his mind like a tidal wave. Immense terror instantly filled his brain.
"Demon!!! Why... why me... please... spare me..." His body trembled. Jin Takatori remembered everything. His fingers weren't crushed by the train door; they were brutally snapped by the seemingly harmless boy in front of him. But that was nothing compared to the realization that his butt injury wasn't an accident either... Rage and terror made Jin Takatori's bloodshot eyes widen. He wanted to run, but his body felt as if it were pinned down by a massive boulder, completely unable to move. He could only whimper and beg for mercy.
"Hehe, spare you? Of course I can~ Because your value hasn't been completely squeezed out yet. You can't leave the stage so early~" Ho Fei-yu listened to Jin Takatori, nodding with a gentle smile in response. Jin Takatori was stunned. He hadn't expected Ho Fei-yu to be so agreeable. If Ho Fei-yu truly let him go, Jin Takatori decided he would immediately leave Saitama City—no! He would leave Japan! Before he could utter a word of flattery, he heard the "demon's" whisper, a sound that made him completely despair and want to end his life immediately. Before he could speak the words of breaking down, his consciousness became hazy.
"I advise you to leave my sight immediately, or I will notify the transit police when the train stops! Don't say I didn't warn you now!" Kanade Himuro listened, utterly confused, to the conversation between the two. Seeing the strangely dressed man who had just scared her being easily subdued by a high school-looking brat, her inexplicable fear lessened considerably. Her curled-up body instinctively straightened, causing her red stocking-clad thighs to cross and show off. She threatened Ho Fei-yu.
"Oh!? Is that so?" Ho Fei-yu looked at Kanade Himuro with an amused expression.
"Kid, by the look of you, you must be a high school student. I'm a teacher, and I know a lot of local high school teachers. If you don't want to be scolded, leave immediately. This is your last chance." Seeing no fear on Ho Fei-yu's face, Kanade Himuro scrutinized him closely. He was quite handsome, but she wasn't falling for that. However, the fact that Ho Fei-yu, despite his young age, dared to be disrespectful to her annoyed her. Even if he didn't know she was a teacher, she was his elder, and he dared to be so disrespectful. Unconsciously, Kanade Himuro adopted her teacher persona, speaking sternly. She guessed that in the next second, this immature boy would give in and apologize to her. Thinking of this, a sense of pleasure diffused through her heart.
"Ngh~ You... you actually dared to grab... grab my chest..."