Rachel Sasaki bounced excitedly, "Alright, let's take the bus! Tokyo's buses must be super cool!"
Rachel Sasaki didn’t really know much about Tokyo’s transit, but she was spot on—Japan’s tiny land (just 1/25th the size of China), massive population (128 million), and packed cities mean public transport is king. Since the 1960s, Japan’s gone all-in, and now their buses and trains are fast, comfy, and world-class—basically a dream for anyone visiting from China.
Here’s something wild: in Japan, government offices and even big companies almost never have official cars like in China. Even high-ranking officials and big-shot execs usually ride the subway or train to work. Only the very top bosses get a company car—and it’s often just rented. So if you’re heading to Japan for business, don’t expect a fancy car to pick you up; at best, someone might meet you and you’ll grab a cab together.
That’s why taking the bus is the go-to for most Japanese folks. Doing as the locals do, everyone followed Tang Xuefei for a few minutes until they found a bus stop. They all hopped on, and since it was rush hour, the place was packed. But the Japanese are crazy orderly—no pushing, no shouting, just super polite. Shawn Young also noticed ads plastered everywhere, from the stop to inside the bus.
Turns out, nearly every Japanese person rides the train or subway at least once a day, so ads in stations and on trains are super effective. There are even hanging ads in the middle, mostly for magazines and drinks. And every train or subway station has a kiosk—those newsstands selling snacks and drinks.
Besides newspapers and magazines, kiosks also sell all kinds of drinks, gum, and snacks—super handy. They’re run by the railway or subway companies and, compared to newsstands in China, are way cleaner and brighter. Shawn Young couldn’t help but notice the little differences between the two countries.
After a few minutes, the trio squeezed onto the crowded bus, most people standing. Tony Zhou, Shawn Young, and Rachel Sasaki instantly felt a different vibe in the air.
Turns out, as soon as a gorgeous bombshell like Rachel Sasaki stepped on, every guy in the bus locked eyes on her. Her breezy summer dress, killer curves, and dazzling vibe had them practically drooling—if their eyes could turn green, they would! Still, they kept up their gentlemanly act, but you could tell they were itching for more. A few bold ones started making sneaky moves.
Tony Zhou tossed in 600 yen, just looking for a spot to stand, when he noticed a Japanese guy sliding up next to Rachel Sasaki. He nudged Shawn Young, whispering, "Hey, bro, check it out—that guy’s a classic Subway Molester! You can spot these creeps a mile away, haha…"
Shawn Young looked over, instantly recognizing the guy and grinning, "Haha… it’s that old perv! This is gonna get interesting…"
"Oh? You actually know that guy?" Tony Zhou asked, eyebrows raised.
"Haha… I don’t really know him, but we had a bit of drama on the plane. I was hoping to settle the score, and now here he is!" Shawn Young explained. Turns out, this Japanese guy was the same sleazy mustache who interrupted Shawn Young and Luna Xiao’s in-flight makeout session.
"So, you wanna teach him a lesson, huh? That guy’s a total Subway Molester—trust me, I’ve got plenty of tricks for dealing with creeps like him…" Tony Zhou grinned wickedly.
"He seems pretty normal, nothing weird. Why do you say he’s a molester? There’s so many people here—would he really try something?" Shawn Young asked, genuinely puzzled.
Tony Zhou explained like an expert, "Trust me, I’ve got a sixth sense for this stuff. That guy’s definitely a Subway Molester—look at his shifty eyes, the sleazy grin, and how he moves with the bus. His glasses even flash with pervy energy. Dude’s a real pro!"
"Oh come on, that’s a bit much! He’s just swaying with the bus, right? You’re exaggerating," Shawn Young said, skeptical but amused.
Tony Zhou just laughed, "Bro, you’re not as much of an expert as me. Watch—give it thirty seconds, he’ll open his coat, pull out his phone, and… just wait for it!"
Shawn Young watched the sleazy mustache guy closely. Sure enough, the guy squeezed behind Rachel Sasaki, all innocent-faced. He opened his jacket, whipped out his phone, pretended to check the time, and started fiddling. Oddly, his right hand kept lowering the phone—until he placed it on his shoe and slid it right under Rachel’s skirt.
"Holy crap! Upskirt photos! That old creep is dead meat—trying to sneak shots of my girl! He’s obviously a pro at this. Just wait—let’s see how he gets out of this!" Shawn Young fumed, but didn’t step in yet. He knew Rachel Sasaki’s martial arts meant she’d already noticed, so he decided to see what would happen next.
Tony Zhou was about to warn Rachel Sasaki, but saw her lips curl in anger and a cold, silent smile. He instantly realized she was about to go off, and excitedly patted Shawn Young’s shoulder, "Haha, bro, brace yourself—this is about to get good!"
Shawn Young nodded, super curious how Rachel Sasaki would deal with this seasoned Subway Molester. He watched as Rachel suddenly turned, flashed the sleazy mustache guy a dazzling, flirty smile—and even threw him a wink!
The sleazy mustache guy got all fired up, thinking Rachel Sasaki was into his 'bad boy' vibe. Pumped, he moved in closer, trying to press up behind her, his left hand itching to wrap around her slim waist.