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Running straight through the city center, the Nakamaru line.

Time 08:20. Congestion level: 170 PERCENT.

Three acts of molestation are occurring on this very train.

8:20AM, SCORPION EXPRESS

Thank you for using the Nakamaru line.

This is the commuter express bound for Tokyo.

In the first carriage, by the southernmost exit.

This is a passenger announcement.

This week, Nakamaru railways are

enforcing stronger crime prevention measures.

Passengers are asked to report any suspicious objects, or behavior.

Molestation victim one. Kimiko Mizuno (25). Librarian.

Kimiko had always lived by the demands of others.

You using this?

No, go ahead.

Excuse me.

Hello?

Right now?

Here, take these.

No, it's fine.

That place yesterday? They didn't have any. It sold out fast!

She could never decide anything for herself...

nor could she decline other people's requests.

Back then,

people would wonder whether she even had a mind of her own to begin with.

Ow, that hurt!

No, it's nothing. I'll tell you later!

It's pretty damn funny though!

It was almost as if her personality projected its own aura.

She often encountered molesters, too.

At first, she felt nothing but fear and disgust towards them, but...

over time, her feelings began to change...

to the point where being molested brought her pleasure.

Just the feeling of being desired by someone...

molester or otherwise, made her happy.

In short, that was the kind of woman she was.

It's him.

This sense of touch... It must be Mr. Scorpion.

Due to her regular encounters with molesters,

Kimiko developed a unique ability to

tell molesters apart just from their sense of touch.

What's more, she recently took a shine to this particular molester,

who she likes to call "Mr. Scorpion."

Whenever Mr. Scorpion touches her, she feels weak at the knees...

as if she's drifting off into another world.

Furthermore, to make matters worse,

Kimiko's aura wasn't only confined to train carriages.

Huh?

Boo! It's me! Did I surprise you?

Yes.

Really?

How about now?

Sorry.

How's the book I recommended you?

I've not finished reading it yet.

Well, how about another after-hours recitation later?

Okay.

Upon opening the box...

there's another smaller box inside...

and, upon opening the smaller box, there's yet another smaller box inside...

then, upon opening that box...

Come on now, read the book properly!

Upon opening the smaller box, another box is within.

Repeating the process another seven, eight times...

he finally reached the end.

There, a tiny box...

about the size of a die, had emerged.

Don't stop!

Okay.

You stopped. Keep going!

Nakajima, the chief librarian, had a wife and kid so this was adultery on his part.

It all started when, just like the molesters on the train,

he sensed Kimiko's weakness and forced himself on her.

Before long, things escalated and...

he began taking advantage of her more and more.

Well, what can I say?

Sex feels good...

and it doesn't harm anyone else, so...

In short, that was the kind of woman she was.

However, women like that rarely go through life

without eventually causing trouble for others.

That's your voice, isn't it?

Yes.

- Like I said, it's- - I'm asking Kimiko, not you.

So, you have feelings for this man?

No.

I don't have any feelings for him.

So why did this happen?

Because...

Um...

He told me he wanted to do it.

- I never said that! - Be quiet you!

Right.

I understand.

That sounds just like him.

That's what men are like.

So, basically...

you'll do it with anyone that wants it,

regardless of whether you like them or not?

Is that the kind of girl you are?

Well, is it?

Yes.

Here, have a snack.

They're handmade.

Don't worry! They aren't laced with poison!

Yes, thank you.

It's delicious.

You poor thing.

That was the end of that.

Though she kept her job, and avoided paying any compensation...

from that day on, Nakajima blatantly started avoiding Kimiko.

You're in the way.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, well...

Whatever.

Coming to think of it...

Nakajima never once told me he liked me.

Not that I liked him either but, still...

Now it's just awkward.

Maybe I should quit my job?

Why am I even working at a library anyway?

I might look like a bookworm, but...

I don't like reading all that much.

Actually, the only book I've read to the end is "Mikeneko Holmes."

This book that Nakajima recommended makes no sense either!

Oh?

Now I'm on the opposite side of the carriage?

I've always been pulled along by others, but...

where have I ended up this time?

Seriously.

God, this is tedious.

Another molester?

Mr. Scorpion?

No, it's not him.

This one's new.

His hands are trembling?

Maybe he's not used to doing this?

Gimme a break!

This guy is so half-assed!

He could at least make more of an effort!

Thank you for using the Nakamaru line.

This train is the commuter express bound for Tokyo.

The next station is Okuradai.

The doors on the right side will open.

To the rear of the second carriage, in the center seats.

This is a passenger announcement.

This week, Nakamaru railways are enforcing stronger crime prevention measures.

Passengers are asked to report any suspicious objects or behavior.

Molestation victim two. Asami Hidaka (28). Bank worker.

Asami was a woman with lofty ideals.

She only wore expensive brand clothing, and only ate in expensive restaurants.

Naturally, she was only interested in men of status too.

Hey, anything coming up?

Oh, matchmaking-wise?

There's a party next week.

- With who? - Lenny Electrics. Sales department.

Sorry, I'll pass.

There's a surprise.

Your bankbook please, sir.

Asami was a fine woman that many men tried wooing, but...

if they didn't meet her standards, she'd wave them aside like they were nothing.

You can have this back.

Molesters didn't have a clue.

This man's a molester!

A molester?

In the past, molesters on the commuter express

who were reckless enough to grope her...

were always marched to the nearest police box.

Upon passing the mid-twenty mark...

Asami began to think about marriage.

It saddens me to leave this company after creating so many memories, but...

He's a lawyer apparently.

Say, you have a boyfriend?

Yeah, I do...

Does he work here?

Hell no! I met him at a matchmaking party.

I see! What does he do?

He's a doctor.

Private physician?

No, he's public.

That's a shame!

I don't care. I like him!

Asami started to grow impatient.

By this point, her fellow bank workers were merely second or third rate candidates.

As such, she refused to settle for anything less than the best.

Such was her stubbornness.

She went to a highbrow matchmaking party held for upper-class types, but...

thinking back, she was never going to find what she was looking for there.

- I'm sorry. - How about your e-mail address?

- I don't think so... - Come on, please!

- I'm so sorry! - It's fine. Is your dress okay?

Yes.

Um...

You've been possessed, haven't you?

Huh?

Possessed by what?

Let's go outside. It's not safe in here.

So...

have I been possessed by a ghost or something?

Sorry, that was a lie.

I just wanted to be alone with you.

I only joined the party for research purposes, but...

I didn't expect to see a woman of your caliber there.

Hey!

Forgive me. I seem to have fallen for you.

Excuse me.

What is it?

Yeah...

What? You can't you close a mere 3 billion yen deal?

What are you, a preschooler?

Whatever. Put Steve on the line.

Our client's upset and wants to talk to the CEO in person.

I've gotta head to the L.A. office.

So...

you're a company president?

Huh?

Yes, I am.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

- I... - Um...

Go ahead.

No, you first.

Okay...

Can I see you again when I get back?

Tragically, Asami completely fell for this man called Nozaki.

More than anything, the sex was amazing.

They didn't meet much since he was often overseas, but...

whenever he returned to Japan, the two would entwine and reaffirm their love.

In the beginning, Asami would pretend to be the pure and innocent type, but...

before long, she revealed her true colors and indulged in her lustful desires.

Nozaki...

Don't be so forceful!

Don't...

I've done nothing of the sort!

Don't force me!

Don't...

Stop it!

Oh my god, it feels so good!

It tastes good.

Right?

It's not a good match for Japan, though.

Oh, really?

I'm thinking of buying a house in L.A.

Then we can drink this together by the pool.

Put simply, I'd like you to come live with me.

Put even more simply...

Let's get married.

Okay!

Yes, hello?

It's no problem at all!

So, when are you next back in Japan?

However, right before Asami was supposed to begin her newly-married life,

she received a phone call from Nozaki that would turn her life upside-down.

What do you mean?

I've been scammed and must find ten billion yen,

or risk going down for non-payment.

I've raised the majority of the funds, but I'm still three million short.

Marriage is the least of my concerns now.

In fact, we may never meet again.

No! Anything but that!

I'll round up the three million you need.

Hey, Asami?

Hey!

Look...

It's nothing. I've already reported it.

- But... - I'm busy right now. Don't talk to me.

Asami fabricated several accounts and transferred money into each of them.

She then withdrew the cash from a number of ATMs.

Though it would only be a matter of time before her embezzlement came to light,

she couldn't resist the heroic urge to save her beloved Nozaki from his dilemma.

I'm serious!

I really have the three million you need!

My parents lent me the money.

Thanks, that's a huge help!

I'll need it right away.

I arrive first thing in the morning. Please give it to me then.

Let's meet in the park at 09:00.

You know, the place where we first kissed.

This is risky!

I've gotta be more careful.

But, everything's gonna be okay.

I got this.

Nothing to worry about.

I only borrowed money that nobody was using.

Money comes and goes.

It's there to be used by people in their times of need.

Besides, Nozaki said he'll pay me back the moment everything's sorted out.

I just need to return it before anyone notices!

Coming to think of it, is the train usually this slow?

I wanna meet Nozaki right now!

I wanna meet him and make love right away!

I can't wait to have his fingers and tongue all over my body!

Wait...

It's not the money he was looking at.

This guy's a molester!

What's his problem?!

Doesn't he know I'm outta his league?

This disgusting vermin thinks he can just grope a lady of my status?!

How unbearable!

Normally I'd make a scene and drag this kind of scumbag to the police box, but...

I can't do that. I mustn't draw any attention to myself.

I've just gotta endure it!

For the sake of my happy future with Nozaki!

I gotta remain quiet!

Thank you for using the Nakamaru line.

This train is the commuter express bound for Tokyo.

The next station is Okuradai.

In the front of the third carriage, near the exit.

Hey!

Stop that!

Hey, knock it off, will you?

Molestation victim three. Ryoko Mamiya (35). Police officer.

Serving in Japan's male dominated police force has instilled in Ryoko a few things.

Strong pride, a refusal to be outsmarted by men...

and an overwhelming desire to protect women from the lustful desires of cowardly men.

That's far enough!

Mamiya reporting. I've apprehended the molester.

On October 22nd, 2016 at around 08:05...

you forced yourself upon Miss "A", who was stood next to me on the Nakamaru line.

Taking advantage of the crowded train, and her inability to move,

you fondled her buttocks for around 30 seconds.

Did I miss anything?

Men wouldn't approach Ryoko.

As such, she never got married.

Or even had a boyfriend, for that matter.

Ryoko was in pursuit of a habitual molester known to many as "The Scorpion."

Investigating online,

she discovered many posts hailing him as the Nakamaru line's "God of Molesters."

For example, one stated that every woman groped by him...

becomes so turned on by his "godlike" fingers,

they're too grateful to report him.

Another stated that, due to his "godlike sense of smell,"

he only targets women that WANT to be molested.

As such, he remains above the law.

Chief.

Look.

This guy again?

His hand isn't in shot?

He's obviously noticed the camera and is provoking us.

You're overthinking this! Are you retarded or something?!

Didn't I tell you to wait until a formal complaint's been filed?

Quit wasting taxes, idiot!

Look. The chick in the glasses is enjoying it, no?

- Hey! - I'm just kidding!

That's why women are such a pain in the ass!

There you go again. Are you deliberately saying that to upset me?

That reminds me. I meant to ask before, but...

you're a virgin, right?

That's sexual harassment.

And that's physical assault. You're gonna regret doing that!

Anyway, hurry up and finish that. I need help.

You hear me?

Yes.

- Louder! - YES!

Louder! Shut up you ugly, dumb bitch!

Being molested feels good?

What a load of utter nonsense!

Women are just too scared to raise their voices in protest!

They don't wanna embarrass themselves by reporting it!

"Scorpion," they say. "Godlike fingers," they say!

Molestation's the most cowardly of criminal acts!

Ryoko had a burning desire to arrest the "Scorpion," but...

she just couldn't catch him in the act.

Mamiya?

Hey, Mamiya!

- Mamiya! - This is Mamiya.

Respond sooner, you ugly bitch!

You scorpion hunting, right now?

Yeah, so what if I am?

We have an emergency.

It's possible an embezzler by the name of Asami Hidaka is on that train.

The marriage fraud we arrested last night came clean.

I'll send a photo. If you see her, bring her in.

Understood.

"The Scorpion."

You're under arrest for molestation.

We get off at the next station.

Don't try to resist.

Hey!

Hey, cut it out!

Stop that!

Stop that right now!

Hey, knock it off!

Stop that!

Stop it! You hear me?

Damn it! How reckless is this guy?

He's nothing but a piece of shit!

I swear I'm gonna lock this guy up, and erase him from society entirely!

What is this...

I suddenly feel weak at the knees...

I'm surprised he's doing this, given his docile face.

That said, he doesn't compare with Mr. Scorpion...

Huh? He's crying?

Why?

It...

It feels so good!

I can't hold on!

No! I mustn't!

I've gotta endure this!

I'll be reunited with Nozaki before I know it!

No way am I letting this filthy old man destroy my chance at happiness!

My nerves are beginning to get the better of me...

Could it be I'm getting turned on...

No way!

I'm an unattainable lady with firm intentions!

It's no use!

Damn it! Are these his "godlike" fingers?

But, why is he touching me?

He really is a pro? The rumors of his "godlike sense of smell" are true!

I totally underestimated him!

I can't allow this!

Molestation is a coward's crime! Molesters are an affront to all women!

The next station is Okuradai. The doors on the right side will open.

I'm gonna cum!

Forgive me!

It's me that should apologize!

Um...

I've liked you... for the longest time!

Get off me!

Excuse me, I'm getting off!

Answer me this, Scorpion...

Why did you touch me?

Because your body wanted me to.

Okubo, Shinjuku, Yoyogi...

Sendagaya, Shinanomachi, Yotsuya...

Ichigaya, Iidabashi...

What's next?

Ichigaya, Iidabashi...

Suidobashi...

Ochanomizu, Kanda, Tokyo...

It's you?

Are you gonna jump?

Yes.

You'll die.

You think so?

Are we high enough?

Most definitely!

You'll die for sure.

You're right.

Why did you follow me here?

Because...

Things will get troublesome for you if you stay.

Are you really going to kill yourself?

Yes.

But, why?

Do you want to know?

Yes.

Why?

Because...

you told me you liked me.

Please tell me before you die.

I... would look everyday.

At you, on the train.

I promise, I only ever looked.

From afar.

At home, my wife would ignore me.

Despite being a manager, my subordinates at work would make fun of me, too.

Which is why...

and I'm not trying to flatter you, but seeing you gave me a reason to live.

Sorry!

It's not an excuse, but...

that time I touched that woman on the train,

I did so whilst imagining it was you instead.

This man's a molester!

No, that's not true!

No! Let go of me!

On October 22nd, 2016 at around 08:05...

you forced yourself upon Miss "A",

who was stood next to me on the Nakamaru line.

Taking advantage of the crowded train, and her inability to move,

you fondled her buttocks for around 30 seconds.

Did I miss anything?

No. That's exactly what happened.

Along with being labeled a molester, I was fired by my company.

Shocked, my wife left me for another guy she'd been seeing all along.

Taking my own life was the only thing I thought about.

That's it!

I'll bring down the curtain on my shitty life -

by groping the body of that girl I like!

I'm a molester!

As such, I should die like one!

That's how I ended up here.

Do you understand now?

Yes.

In that case, I shall now die.

I'm sorry for molesting you.

Ready, set...

Ready, set...

Wait!

Is there anything else?

You...

can touch them if you like?

You can't if you die though!

Thank you.

Don't mention it!

- No, let me go! - Give it up!

- Let go of me! - Quit resisting!

Get your filthy hands off me!

Where's Nozaki?

Are you listening to me? He's a marriage fraud!

That's bullshit!

Let go of me, you morons!

Assholes!

Get off me!

You perverts!

Somebody help me! These two are molesters!

- What the hell? - You touched my ass!

You're under arrest for embezzlement!

Let go of me!

Hey, you!

What's that all about?

No idea...

Um... Sorry, but I'm afraid of heights.

Oh, my apologies!

I'm sorry!

Thank you.

So, um...

If I decide not to go through with dying...

Um...

Please, try asking me properly.

Right...

Um...

Please can I...

touch your boobs?

Actually...

I'm a girl who can't say no.

Asami Hidaka got away!

The second division are gonna be pissed!

You were on the same train, too...

Got nothing to say?

No.

Well, I do.

This is why I hate working with women!

I'm deeply sorry.

I beg your pardon?

Like hell you are!

Wanna go for a drink sometime?

No.

I see...

Thank you for asking me out.

Who said anything about asking you out, you stupid bitch?

Like hell I'd go drinking with you!

What makes you think I've time for shit like that anyway?

- Are you okay? - Yes.

Here we are.

Here, take a seat.

- Please, sit down. - Okay.

- Thanks for this. - Sure.

So, um...

May I take your coat off?

Yes.

Thank you...

Can I take your sweater off, too?

Yes.

Thanks...

So, if I may...

Um... Can I remove this too?

Yes.

Thank you. Excuse me...

Here goes...

May I caress them?

Yes.

Oh, I'm sorry...

May I pinch them?

Yes.

May I lick them?

Yes.

Um...

May I kiss you?

Yes.

May I take these off?

Yes.

May I...

Please, stop asking.

I like you... I like you...

I like you...

I never asked your name?

It's Kimiko Mizuno.

I'm Takayuki Michikawa.

Okay!

I like you... I like you...

I like you, Kimiko!

Kimiko!

How about you?

Do you like me, too?

I don't know. We've only just met.

Then, why are you letting me sleep with you?

I guess I got swept in the moment again?

You okay with that?

I am if you are?

It's just the kind of girl I am.

Sex feels good, so...

it's fun to go with the flow, right?

So, may I continue?

Yes.

I like you, Kimiko...

May I cum inside you?

Yes.

Sorry, no! Not inside!

Understood!

Yikes! I got it on your skirt!

So sorry! I've gotten your skirt dirty!

Forgive me!

I'll clean it and return it to you!

No, don't do that! It's fine!

I'm so sorry...

It's cold.

It's so cold...

Don't watch me!

You think I'm a pitiful, stupid girl?

That's rich coming from you!

What's really sad...

is that a lady of my class...

has to eat peasant food like this!

Oh, not good!

It's the police!

What shall I do? Hey! Help me!

Help me!

I'll let you do whatever you want!

Please, help me!

That's an ambulance.

Police cars sound like.

I feel so stupid now!

What now?

Is that all your interested in?

Pretty much.

Oops...

I've missed my shift!

Me too.

Just kidding. I was fired.

Let's part ways here.

Are you gonna kill yourself after all?

No, I'm not!

I'm not gonna die!

Glad to hear it!

I'll look for a new job.

Best of luck!

Then I'll board the same train again.

Okay!

Say...

Won't you run away with me?

Just kidding.

I'm gonna go home.

I wonder if the police are waiting for me?

If they are...

I'll try asking them a favor.

I'll take a bath...

Put on some make-up...

Put on my favorite clothes...

Wear my best shoes...

Then, I'll ask them to arrest me.

I'm a lady, after all.

Hopefully they'll grant me that at least.

Your train fare.

You're...

really pretty, you know?

Thank you.

Excuse me, let me through.

- Hey, let me through! - What's your problem, bitch?

You looking to get groped?

- Let's all grab her! - Hey, get your hands off me!

- How's this? - Stop that!

Hey, cut it out! I'm warning you!

Stop this! Stop it right now!!

Stop it! That's enough!

Please! Stop this!

Cut it out! I'll arrest you all!

This is against the law!

Please! Stop this now!

Don't you dare!

Please, stop!

No, stop!

I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!

What the hell was that?

Here.

You can keep it.

Thank you very much.

Don't mention it.

It's beautiful!

Upon opening the box, there's another smaller box inside...

and, upon opening the smaller box...

there's yet another smaller box inside.

Then, upon opening that box, another smaller box was inside.

Upon opening the smaller box, another box is within.

Repeating the process another seven, eight times...

he finally reached the end.

There, a tiny box about the size of a die, had emerged.

Slowly, he opened the final box, but there was nothing inside.

It was completely empty.