"..."

The bus is packed. There isn't a seat for me. Not even the two-seaters.

...Not.

Of course, there was one that was empty. But the problem was.

'Gatekeeping'.

That's right, Gatekeeping.

There was a redhead girl guarding the entrance to the inner portion of the two-seater. With her thighs.

As I looked over at the group of men crowding specifically around her, I instantly knew what was going on.

...They were stopping themselves from gaining the initiative by keeping each other in check. Seemed like even some middle-aged men joined in.

...Gross.

The girl in question looked around my age, but somewhat more mature. Like a typical gyaru. Her skin was tanned, and nails were polished with glitter and flamboyant colours. Her face was also not spared from her obsession with turning her entire body into a Christmas tree. Dressing up so skimpily like that, it just feels like she's gunning for all the attention she's getting currently.

It wouldn't be a surprise if someone actually took their sexual frustrations on her revealing figure along a deserted alleyway one day... Wow, that's dark... I should stop thinking about this. Well anyway...

Quite honestly, I hate these kind of self-depreciating women. Sitting beside her for the entire trip...? I'll pass.

As I started to give up the notion of having the seat, we suddenly held eye contact with each other.

This book's true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.

...The skantily clad girl, of course.

I quickly looked away, but it's too late.

My protagonist allure had already affected her.

...Aahhh... why must I be so sinful at the wrong times!

As I began to squirm myself back to the front of the bus, I was called out.

"Hey you~ The one who's running away now~ Yes you~"

Her face held a smug grin, as she licked her lips a few times like sampling a delectable dish.

Of course, this action only served to cause the groins of the men around me to swell up obscenely.

...Distasteful.

And so, I thought of a brilliant idea.

Growing up, I had developed a particular sense for hypnotism, although only towards men.

...I'm telling you I'm straight. It just so happened to be that way okay.

A-anyway.

I decided to turn the tables around that gyaru. I pressed on the back of a middle-aged man in front of me. It was an acupuncture point near his spine, which was a way to trigger my hypnotic suggestion.

His face looks like a sex offender anyway. Why not make it a reality, hmm?

I started creating the suggestion that the Gyaru was actually lulling him towards her.

When I was done, I quickly alighted as the bus coincidentally came to a stop as it had reached a bus-stop point.

The gyaru was shocked, as she realized that I had just ignored her and left like that. Her face quickly crumpled into a very ugly frown.

I just looked at her outside the window, with a smug look.

It wasn't over after all~

"Hehe... c-can I..."

[Gyaru] "?! W-who are you, you creep."

She noticed the man whom I had planted the suggestion in, walking unsteadily towards her with an obscene look on his face. It seemed that the fact that the gyaru was looking at him, had already defiled her tenfold.

"Hehe... you're so shy... so can I?"

[Gyaru] "H-Huh? Can you please get out of my sight? Disgusting old man..."

But the man did not stop, as he edged on even closer now. He was now touching her bare thighs with his prickly hands.

[Gyaru] "?! W-Wh-What are you doing?!!!"

She screamed in terror, as a drip of saliva fell in between her eyes and onto her nose.

"Can I... sit on you?"

[Gyaru] "KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!"

I chuckled when I saw this scene unfold. When I was done, I walked the way home for the remainder of the journey.

It was well worth it.

As I walked on forward along the rows of stores in this shopping district that I had alighted from, I fell in deep thought...

"That girl... serves her right. You should only show your bodies to someone you like. Showing your skin to even married men? That's borderline adultery..."

Then I stopped walking for a moment, before reconsidering my actions.

...I thought about the number of women waiting for me back home, and flushed that notion down the drain.