It's been two years since I made this story, or at least it will be two years tomorrow. I just want to say that I'm so excited to post this story because this chapter just stuck to my head like glue, I wrote it down, edited it, and now you get to read it. Happy Easter.
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Hago was on his way to meet Issei. If his perverted heart wasn't fixed he would create prejudice terror to everyone with more respect for people, but Hago couldn't fix him even if he tried.
He was on a bullet train, the fastest moving transport machine Japan was raved for. It was intuition that helped him see taking this train would make finding Issei go faster. The trouble with a crowded vehicle was feeling the Desiree and repulsion coursing through everyone's veins.
There was a woman with blue hair undercover as a passenger really a police officer. Two girls were humiliated by a groped. They were wet to their panties and unable to stand. The connection between them was they stood by a window-the one doing it had a friend, an old man with a five o' clock shadow and a mustache holding a newspaper trying to look inconspicuous. They were both scoundrels believing they could let their horniness out on poor women they were going for, the blue haired woman not knowing she was a police officer.
All it took to beat them though was a stuffed cellphone attachment. Hago walked to the partner, Crimson eyes, spiky blue hair, a yellow jacket and breath of nothing but ramen noodles...he punched him in the face.
The old man accomplice gasped seeing his ally being punched and was soon punched in a way that glanced his lips. He would continue to punch them if the undercover police officer didn't stop him with a judo move.
" I did that because he's a file train groper with the other one helping him."
She looked at the Crimson eyed one, he was pressing blood from his nose on his fingers. That was a better look for him than licking that tongue on his moustache spot if he had a mustache. The old man stood up and pointed at Hago.
" That young boy is a lying scumbag. He's out of control, groping two Highschool girls and assaulting-"
" Wait a minute!" She had an intense stare the man shuddered at. " The news said two women were attacked on this train but their ages were complete fiction for their protection. How,do you know their Highschool girls?"
" I-I heard from my wife who takes this train," he stammered not fooling Hago or the police officer.
" Cheek his jacket's right breast pocket."
She reached in squirming around his pocket thoroughly. The man looked like someone having an anal cavity search in an airport as his face was burning up. She pulled his cellphone out and turned it on; no password was on the phone so it was easy to look through all his files. She found pictures of the blue haired man with his hand on the young schoolgirls asses no doubt taken by that old man.
He was a lecher and an accomplice to the discovered train molester. She made the call.
" This is officer Sakura Yodamo. Send officers to Platform A-9 to rendezvous with two perverts."
Her communication device was on her collar-that was the coolest thing the three men ever saw, for Hago the most beautiful thing is how Mother Nature contracts color in clouds to make it look light on the top but black on the bottom.
" Your molesting days will be in prison. Prison inmates molest too. Gay or straight they'll touch you until you pee yourselves or cum. They can do it in showers, playgrounds, even the cell you live in." Hago could sense two people taking pictures of them to blog about what losers the old man and yellow shirt man are. Everyone else felt safer their girlfriends, sisters, and daughters could breath easy knowing the molesters were going away. However, for some reason hostility from the cop was more on Hago. " Your punches helped me arrest two molesters who will get the bad treatment they deserve for their actions. I thank you. Don't think helping though gives you immunity for any crimes you commit. Stay out of trouble."
The only thing heartwarming about her threat was she said 'thank you' which was something no one else said.
When the police walked the gropers down to their cars to put them in a cell, people started walking into the train again. One of them was a reporter. She had tan skin with a ponytail hiding her hair she had when she wanted to be fucked. Her eyes were blue and she was wearing a red uniform-Hago knew she wasn't wearing a bra.
He didn't pay that woman or her lack of bra much mind.
Hago on the other hand was paying her more attention than the others who mostly had headaches from the weather and lots to do in their jobs. When the train stopped at Section A-10 Hago walked off to find Issei. He though didn't get her out of his mind; her own vanity of how enticing she was with rope,in her mouth while black panties were making her body hot.
" Can I get a statement from you?" She asked Hago following him off the train. He didn't know that was what she wanted because her thoughts were mostly on herself.
" Wouldn't a police officer tell you a better story?" Hago asked.
She blushed on her cheeks trying to tell Hago her embarrassing true story.
" I let a few of them be too touchy with me so now I'm on their Don't Talk To list. I know you were there so you'll have to do."
Hago had an idea on what to do. This idea would save her from a fat groper and otter faced groper.
" Is there a place around here close to a police station we can eat in?"
