It's very possible!
As an otaku who has watched hundreds of episodes of Conan, Hanekawa Shirasawa feels that his reasoning is not wrong.
The reason why my hands are like this is probably because they have been soaked in water for a long time, and the source of the water can only be my wife.
"I shouldn't have slept so hard last night!"
Hanekawa Shirasawa rubbed his brows with regret, but quickly adjusted his mood.
Forget it, since there is a first time, there will be a second time.
I hope my wife will think things over clearly next time.
"Since I still have to go to school, I'll leave first. You can have a good rest."
Because she worked hard for a long time last night, Momonogi Mina was also exhausted both physically and mentally.
So in order not to disturb her rest, Hanekawa Shirasawa murmured in a low voice and did not choose to wake her up. Instead, he left 10,000 yen next to the pillow and left alone.
“What a wonderful and fulfilling night!”
When he arrived at the station, Hanekawa Shirasawa stretched himself. After the train passed by, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when he looked at the not-too-crowded crowd in the carriage.
It seems that there are far fewer people taking the tram here than there where I live.
Now I don’t have to squeeze in the morning rush hour!
But even so, there were still no seats on the tram, but Hanekawa Shirasawa didn't care. He found a corner near the door, put on his headphones, held the hanging ring and began to immerse himself in his own world.
He likes to listen to soft music very much. The soft and soothing music can easily relieve physical and mental fatigue.
Of course, it also has another major function-helping you sleep.
So after a while, Hanekawa Shirasawa closed his eyes and began to snore lightly. However, just when he almost fell asleep standing up, a familiar voice suddenly entered his ears.
"Yuki-chan, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"Well... I'm just a little tired, but I'm feeling much better now."
"Ah? Then you said you were feeling unwell and hung up the phone last night. Are you angry? I'm sorry, Yuuki-chan! I shouldn't have gossiped about other people last night."
"Oh Nanami, I'm so not angry!"
After being pulled onto the train by Nanami Sannomiya, Yuuki Tsuruto couldn't get rid of her coquettish attitude. She could only watch as the seat she could fight for was occupied by an uncle in formal clothes.
In desperation, the two of them could only lean on the corner between the car door and the seat to chat.
Is that Yuki Tsuruto?
Why did she get on the bus from here?
After glancing at the particularly eye-catching shining blond hair, Hanekawa Shirasawa not far away couldn't help but look a little stunned, and then suddenly realized.
I almost forgot that I didn't take the train from home.
No wonder I met her by such a coincidence.
Perhaps because Hanekawa Shirasawa was not wearing a school uniform, Tsurudo Yuuki and Sannomiya Nanami did not notice him.
Of course Hanekawa Shirasawa is also very happy about this. After all, even though he has had many financial transactions with Yuki Tsuruto, he is still not good at dealing with hot girls in real time.
Compared to them, a gentle and considerate wife is better.
"Just pretend you didn't see it."
Hanekawa Shirasawa muttered and glanced away, but the moment the sun shone through the window into the car, he suddenly noticed something strange.
?
Mirror?
wrong!
Hanekawa Shirasawa narrowed his eyes and noticed that the uncle sitting next to Yuki Tsuruto slowly stretched his left foot wearing leather shoes between her feet.
And under the sunlight, the tips of the leather shoes shimmered with strange reflections.
"A secret photoshoot..."
Originally, Hanekawa Shirasawa was just skeptical about the candid photography. However, when he saw the uncle's fiery gaze frequently peeking at Yuuki Tsurudo's proud figure that far exceeded his peers, he was completely sure that this person was The tram maniac uses the device in his leather shoes to take secret photos of girls' skirts!
"Isn't she defensive?"
Looking at Yuuki Tsuruto who was not paying attention to the surroundings at all and was still laughing and joking with Nanami Sannomiya, Hanekawa Shirasawa couldn't help but sigh softly, walked directly to the uncle sitting next to them and said coldly.
"Have you had enough pictures?"
"?"
Faced with Hanekawa Shirasawa's questioning, the middle-aged uncle subconsciously took back his left foot and said with a puzzled expression.
"What do you mean?"
"You're a streetcar idiot who secretly takes pictures of girls' skirts, right?"
Hanekawa Shirasawa stepped on the middle-aged uncle's leather shoes, his slightly narrowed eyes filled with a hint of indifference.
"Please get off the bus with me and explain to the station staff."
"I...I didn't take any secret photos!"
Perhaps he was afraid that his loud voice would attract the attention of the people around him, so the middle-aged man defended in a low voice, but his slightly trembling tone still revealed his guilty conscience, and he began to look around in a panic.
"Ding--!"
When the train arrived at the station and the doors opened, the middle-aged man stood up suddenly and tried to run away, but Hanekawa Shirasawa's right hand, as hard as a plier, grabbed his arm tightly and pulled him out of the train involuntarily, glancing behind him at the same time. Tsuruto Yuki and Sannomiya Nanami looked dull and a little at a loss.
"You guys also come down with me."
"..."
The two women subconsciously stepped off the train and followed Hanekawa Shirasawa to find the conductor at the station before gradually coming back to their senses.
"who is he?"
Sannomiya Nanami leaned down and whispered in Yuki Tsuruto's ear, her shocked expression obviously not yet relieved from the sudden situation just now.
"He said that the uncle was secretly filming us. Is it true?"
"..."
Tsuruto Yuki didn't reply. Rather, she was still in a state of shock due to her pounding heart.
Eh?
That's Hanekawa Shirasawa, right...
Why is he here?
If you take the tram to school, then why have you never seen him before?
Also, how did he know about the middle-aged uncle he said secretly photographed us?
All kinds of questions filled Yuki Tsuruto's mind, which made her thoughts a little confused. She could only watch from the sidelines as Hanekawa Shirasawa took off the sneakers' shoes and kicked them on the ground a few times. Then he rolled out.
"Now the evidence is conclusive."
Picking up the candid camera equipment and showing it in front of the middle-aged uncle, Hanekawa Shirasawa looked at his desperate face dripping with cold sweat and said softly.
"You will be sued, lose your job, lose your marriage, and the reputation of secretly photographing girls' skirts will accompany you for the rest of your life, which means..."
Hanekawa Shirasawa gently patted the middle-aged man's shoulder, his tone was calm but like a devil's whisper.
"Your life is finished."
"thump!"
After hearing these words, the middle-aged uncle could no longer keep his panic expression on his face. He knelt down at Hanekawa Shirasawa's feet and hugged his thighs, crying.
"Please give me a chance! I'm a first-time offender and I don't want to lose my job! I still have a family to support!"
"This is not my decision."
After handing the secret camera equipment to the station attendant and leaving his mobile phone number, Hanekawa Shirasawa broke away from the middle-aged uncle's tight embrace.
