Every day in this tram is the same scene, which is horribly monotonous.

From 8: 00 p.m., private express trains from downtown Tokyo to the suburbs (generally referring to private railway companies except JR Japan Railway Company) are quite crowded. Although I am not in the state of canned sardines, it is difficult to read newspapers calmly. Today is not a holiday. Most of the passengers are office workers.

The passenger in front of Heyuan Hong just got off the bus and asked him to grab a seat. Lucky. His destination is a research institute in the suburbs, and it's a long way.

Oh, that's great. Standing with such a heavy thing for dozens of minutes is really unbearable.

He patted the briefcase on his knee, which contained the samples to be sent to the institute today. In order to finish this sample, he worked day and night for several days, and only took a two-hour nap last night.

The tired body swayed with the tram and felt very comfortable. It wasn't long before he fell asleep in a daze.

Hey, he robbed me. There happened to be an empty seat in front, but the office worker next to me beat me to it. Okamoto Yoshio is very unhappy. I only stayed for a while and didn't get it. Who would have thought there would be a vacant seat so close? On the other hand, this dutiful son is really careless sitting on it. Will it kill you to be polite? What does it matter if young people stand for a while! Damn it, are there no seats left? I don't know if I drank too much beer and my head was a little dizzy. Said to eat barbecue buffet, and drank beer after eating. There is nothing to think about. Whew, where are the seats? Yoshio Okamoto took a private look and gave a big hiccup.

Hotan Uehara Hiromi held a ring in one hand and looked up at the advertisement hanging in the carriage in the other. It was the advertisement of Women's Weekly that went on the market yesterday. In fact, she is not interested in this kind of advertisement, but the man in his fifties standing on her right seems to have just had a barbecue. Every time he exhaled, the rich garlic smell came to the nose, so smelly that he couldn't stand it without turning his head. What's more, this person has been burping! She has made up her mind that the car will move as soon as it stops.

I'm bored to death, this smelly old man! Hotan Hongmei looked at the advertising slogan "Vegetable slimming method, you can lose weight!" Psychologically curse the man standing next to him. Do you have no common sense or have no idea how smelly your breath is? It's hopeless stupid, go to hell!

The tram suddenly slowed down, and Hotan Hongmei stumbled, and the high heels stepped on the garlic man. She didn't mean to.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She instinctively apologized. "Are you all right?"

"Well, nothing." Garlic man replied with a smile. In an instant, the mixed smell of garlic and wine went straight to Tian Hongmei's face.

Go to hell! She growled in her mind.

"This tram is still shaking badly." Garlic man said.

"Exactly." Hotan Uehara Hiromi forced a smile, pretending to watch the advertisement of Women's Weekly again, and the words of cursing in her heart had already poured out.

When the tram arrived at the station, the door opened. Someone got off the bus and someone got on the bus. There is an old woman among the passengers coming.

Seeing the old woman get on the bus, Mrs. Takasu was tongue-tied.

He is sitting in a love seat. The love seats of this tram are at the two ends of each car, and the width can only accommodate six people. He hurried to observe the passengers on both sides. On the left is a middle-aged office worker about his age, and then there is a middle-aged woman and her children. It seems that mother and son have just returned from shopping. On the right is a young student and an old man is sitting next to the student.

Very good! Takasu and Kazuo are reassured. Students are the people who should give up their seats most, so I can not give up my seats.

But the student seems to be absorbed in reading comics. If he doesn't stand up and give up his seat, the old lady is likely to turn to someone else. Just in case, Mrs. Takasu picked up her arm and began to pretend to take a nap.

As soon as Tian Sumei got on the bus, she tried her best to squeeze into the front of the carriage. She knows very well that instead of finding an empty seat at this time, it is better to take the tram directly to love the seat. Everyone around her frowned wearily, but she just turned a blind eye and pushed on until she finally came to the love seat.

There are six passengers sitting there, and there are no seats left.

Why are these people so ignorant? Everyone pretended not to see me. The love seat is obviously for the elderly, and young people are not qualified to sit! Why doesn't the state strictly prohibit this kind of behavior? Because nobody cares, I always stand very hard. Japan's development today is not due to the efforts of our generation. We really should educate young people now and respect their elders more.

Tian Sumei scanned six people and stood in front of the students. She wants to stand in front of the children, because children are usually taught to "give their seats to the elderly" at school, and they are usually willing to take action once they have the opportunity. In addition, the mother next to her is likely to ask her child to give up her seat. All she has to do is walk in front of the children and push her way through the crowd. She's too lazy to bother. She's still a little worried-it's a boy. Ten times a girl will give up her seat, but boys are often not so smart. Take a closer look at my mother next to me, and she looks dull. Maybe she is too tired to go shopping and her face is too hard to splash. Tian Sumei quickly weighed these factors and finally stood in front of the students.

But the student was unexpectedly stubborn, staring at the comic magazine as usual, and didn't mean to look up at all. As long as he doesn't look up, he won't find the existence of the old woman, let alone give up his seat.

Tian Sumei pretended to trip and hit her leg on the student's knee.

Come on, look up! She meditated in her mind. As soon as you looked up, I immediately said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I can't stand still when I'm old." Speaking of which, you have to give up your seat, right?

However, the students did not move and showed no sign of raising their heads. Tian Sumei couldn't help skimming the pie mouth.

You did it on purpose. Knowing that there was an old man standing in front of him, he was afraid that he would give up his seat as soon as he looked up, pretending to bury his head in watching cartoons. What a pity! Tian Sumei and others glanced at the students' curly hair and moved their eyes to the slightly sparse heads of the passengers next to them. I can't help it Let's switch to this one.

Through the slight physical movements of the old woman, Mrs. Takasu realized that she had changed her target to herself. He immediately hugged his arms and closed his eyes tightly. Before that, he had been squinting at the movement.

I won't let it! Mrs Takasu muttered in her mind. I'm exhausted after working all day. I got up early in the morning and wandered in the tram which is 0/00 times more crowded than this. When I got to the company, I had to take off a layer of skin, and I was busy sorting out reports, reporting to those stubborn directors, ordering my muddled subordinates to do things, pleasing customers, and even preparing for the President's Cup golf tournament. Despite being so busy, my salary is pitiful. Even this meager salary has to be deducted from the east and the west. As a result, I can't afford a big house in the city, so I have to settle in the country. Because living in the country, commuting is even more exhausting, and the whole thing is a vicious circle. In short, it is strange that there are too many tax deductions, and the most unacceptable thing is pensions. After paying so much money, I don't know if I can get it when I am old. Where did my veteran spend it? I'm afraid it's all in this old woman's pocket. In this way, I have made enough contributions to the elderly. In this case, since you have paid so much, why should you give up your seat now? What a lovely seat. What do you need this thing for during commuting hours? Old people should not wander around during rush hours. They should take the tram instead of picking their free time during the day!

Takasu and Kazuo deliberately snored in a low voice. At the same time, his anger turned to the students next to him. He found that this guy didn't actually read comics at all, because he never turned a page. Obviously, he pretended to be absorbed in reading comics, but in fact he was avoiding the old woman's attack. What a mean guy!

As Mrs. Tian Sumei and Mrs. Takasu see through, Maeda Noriko doesn't read comic magazines at all, although he has them on his knees. He didn't do it because he found the old woman standing next to him. Don't look at him with his head down, he is looking diagonally opposite. There sat a young woman who didn't look like a white-collar worker. He guessed that she should be a student in a women's university or a junior college. But it doesn't matter. He just stared at her nakedness. Women wear tight black miniskirts and cross their legs, so that the already short skirt shrinks up and down, and almost all the thighs are exposed. Maeda Diannan stared at the place where his legs crossed.

Sit in your seat. This is correct. He laughed to himself. I wonder if she will change her legs? Then maybe you can see it. Hey hey hey.

But his happiness did not last long. The new passenger just stood between him and the woman, holding a briefcase to block the woman's lower body.

Oh, shit, get out of the way! Uncle, at least move the briefcase!

That uncle should not hear his inner cry, but he actually moved his position. He can't help feeling happy. But this joy is fleeting. At the moment when she was blocked by the briefcase, the woman not only put down her stilt legs, but also put her hand bag on her legs to prevent others from peeping at the bottom of the skirt. He couldn't help chugging.

Kangmei Nakakura clutched the handle of the handbag on his knee and stared at the man in the gray suit in front of the left oblique. This man is about forty-six or seven years old. He looks like a company employee and is reading an economic daily.

With his virtue, he actually works in a first-class enterprise!

She has long found that the classmates sitting in the love seat in front of the right oblique pretend to be reading comic magazines and occasionally peek at their thighs. This kind of thing is common to her. She always feels that if she cares about it every time, she might as well not wear a miniskirt at all. Her style is bold, but at this time, she will deliberately change the posture of crossing her legs and observe the excited eyes of the other party with great interest.

But the man in front of the left oblique made her unbearable. The man has been pretending to read the newspaper seriously, but his eyes slipped down her face, chest, waist and legs with bedroom eyes, and when his eyes passed her thighs, the moving speed slowed down obviously. That kind of eyes completely regarded her as the object of psychosexuality, full of the nasty malice peculiar to men in this era.

Pretending to be human, what an old man! Then come and beg me if you want to see it! What do you mean, "Please show me the spring in the skirt!" Please show me your underwear, but tell me! Hum, let me show you!

Ashimei stood up, took the paper bag from the luggage rack and put it on her lap.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the young woman put the paper bag on her lap, and Zhi Min Sato suddenly became angry.

Why? Why? Why did you suddenly put a paper bag? Ah, still staring at me. What is this? I didn't do anything. He looked through the newspaper, but didn't read the report. Don't you look like you're afraid I'll peek under the skirt? There is no talent, talent, to this kind of thing. Well, I was a little curious and glanced at it, that's all. This is human nature! That man over there, that man, and this man definitely peeked. So many people, why are they just staring at me? Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep. No, it should be said that the woman wearing this short skirt is an exhibitionist and wants others to peek. In this case, show it generously. So, how's your appetite with half a face? Just leave your thighs happily. Anyway, you are not the original product anyway. I don't think I can be a virgin. I have had sex with all kinds of men. Look at your figure, your chest, your waist and your ass. You must fool around with men all day. Little girls are like this now, just sleep with men casually. Damn it! We didn't have such a good life when we were young. Now the boy is really comfortable. Women like that can be obtained at once. Damn it! Damn it! I also want to have this opportunity, and I really want to play with my young body ... beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep.

This uncle is really annoying! Seeing that the middle-aged man next to him kept reading the Economic Daily, Boss Yamamoto was impatient. He lost his job, went to bet on a bicycle race and lost everything. Seeing a company employee reading the Economic Daily at this time is tantamount to stimulating his nerves.

This guy obviously did it on purpose. He just wants to show off that he is a smart white-collar worker. I saw right through it! In the eyes of you bastards, people like us are complete losers!

Yamamoto Tatsuo took out a newspaper from the back pocket of his trousers. That's the sports daily newspaper he picked up from the dustbin before getting on the tram. In order to satirize the people next to him, he deliberately turned the newspaper to beep and then watched the entertainment news.

Seeing the man next to him who looked like a worker opened the sports daily, Xiaojie frowned. The page that men read is full of nude photos of colored girls, which seems to be news about the porn industry. The girl in the photo rubbed her chest and put on an ecstatic expression.

Dirty embryo! Gloomily, work interface turned and adjusted her glasses. It is precisely because society is too indulgent to such men that the low status of women has not been improved and sexual harassment in the office has not been reduced at all. By the end of the year, there will still be cooperative clients sending nude calendars, and there will still be stupid male colleagues watching them with relish. The company pays these idiots high salaries, but it is very stingy with us. Obviously, my working ability is much better than theirs. Just because I am a woman, the treatment is far from good. Speaking of it, our section chief told me for no reason that I was going to get married again today, insinuating that I couldn't get married, and saying, "Is it because I am in my thirties?" . This tone, too look down on people! Looking forward to getting married? What a bore! Getting married will only affect work.

The tram stopped again and another group of passengers came along. Seeing this standing in front of her, Cauchy Duan Liyang felt depressed. This passenger is wearing maternity clothes.

How do pregnant women get on the bus now? Don't you know how crowded it is at this time with a little brain work? I wonder if this will bring trouble to everyone? Oh, I see. You stay at home every day as a housewife, lacking social common sense. Living entirely by men will eventually become like this. Oh, that's disgusting!

Yuezi stood up and smiled at the pregnant woman: "You sit here!"

"Oh, that how not bashful. It doesn't matter if I stand. " The pregnant woman waved slightly.

"You're welcome. I will get off soon. "

"Well, I'm really sorry." The pregnant woman nodded her thanks and sat down.

Hum, look at your face, it seems natural for others to give you your seat, and it seems great to be pregnant. Isn't it the result of having an affair with her husband? Even pigs and dogs can get pregnant, okay? Yuezi looked away from pregnant women.

Nishida harumi knows that not all the scenes around her come from kindness.

I can't help it. She thought to herself. I'm still pregnant, so I have to catch the tram at this time. If possible, I don't want to run outside with a big stomach. It's too difficult. Fortunately, someone offered his seat to him. On the other hand, this is a matter of course. Being pregnant is a great thing. I am giving birth to a new life. This noble feeling, this lady also felt just now, right? Nishida harumi turned over. But this seat is a bit crowded. Will no one step forward to make room? Then you can sit more comfortably. Oh, I really didn't. Didn't you see me crowded here? I'm pregnant. Can't I take care of it? Really, someone should say something.

Like pregnant woman Ito Nishida, Abe Juhui rushed into the carriage first, but she didn't have a seat yet. She grabbed the ring and kept looking around.

Alas, depressed! There are no vacant seats. The pregnant woman was very clever and stood in front of a woman who seemed to give up her seat. I'm afraid no one will give me a seat. I'm getting fat, but I don't look pregnant. I'm just a fat middle-aged woman. Damn, this bag is too heavy. What is so heavy? Oh, I just bought rice, five kilograms. It's heavy. Oh, nobody wants to go to the station? Ah, that little boy seems to be getting up. Will he get off at the next stop?

Three meters away from Juhui, a pupil who seems to be coming home from a cram school leaned over.

"Sorry, sorry, please forgive me." She ran into the passengers around with her shopping bag and rushed there desperately. Someone snapped impatiently along the way, but she didn't care, and finally rushed to her destination. The seat vacated by the little boy was only 20 cm wide, but she didn't think much. At this time, grabbing empty seats is the top priority.

Make this seat only 20 cm wide, not to mention the passengers on both sides. One is a female white-collar Fujimoto, and the other is an office worker, Ichihara Kaisuke.

Seeing chubby middle-aged women bravely rushing to the seat next to them, they almost had the same idea.

Wow, she won't sit on it, will she?

I can't believe it. How to squeeze such a fat ass?

Don't mess around! Wow! There she is! She really wants to sit here!

Look at her smirking ... Ah, here comes her ass. It's impossible to sit down with such a fat ass, impossible, absolutely impossible!

Abe's ass is at least 50 centimeters wide. If you want to squeeze into a seat with only 20 centimeters, there is no place to put the extra 30 centimeters of fat. So she squeezed the butts of the adjacent passengers on both sides by fifteen centimeters respectively. There are other passengers on the other side of the city, so there is a little room for manoeuvre. Sadly, the vine sitting on the edge of the seat was sandwiched between Abe's ass and the pole, which was crowded enough. Unbearable, she suddenly stood up and glared down at the middle-aged woman, thinking that the other party would at least apologize, but it was not the case at all. Middle-aged women are only willing to fill vacancies and put shopping bags on the remaining vacancies. Not only are they not sorry at all, but they don't care at all.

Dead old woman! Fujimoto mercilessly stared at the middle-aged woman and deliberately pulled the coat that had just been wrinkled by her ass. When a woman degenerates into her, it's over. Shameless, disturbing others without knowing it. Look at the poor way she wears clothes. She scalded her aunt's head at sixes and sevens, and wearing makeup is worse than not wearing makeup. Most importantly, how did she become so fat? Oh, what a nuisance! Even if I am old, I will never become a yellow-faced woman like her.

It's not that Akie Abe didn't notice Fujimoto's sight.

What happened to this woman? She kept staring at me. Hum, you are young now and don't understand that once a woman is old, the pressure of life will be great. No more men will spoil you, do housework and have no money. When taking the tram, how can you bear to look good without a seat? Well, you will soon understand that you will become like me sooner or later anyway.

I won't become your ghost and I won't die!

Yes, yes, 100% yes. You are the same, so-everyone is the same.

Generate between two people out of the invisible spark, naturally, others also imperceptible.

"Mom, I want to sit down-"The shrill children's voice in Fukushima Bona made the atmosphere in the tram more and more tense.

"Lovely, wait a minute, mother see if there are any vacancies. Oh, I don't think so, Bao, they are all full. " Fukushima Bao's mother Yoko looked around and said with regret. Mother and son got on the last bus stop, wearing the same sweatshirt with elephant pattern on the chest, and jeans were also mother-child clothes.

"Anyway, I just want to sit!" Fukushima Bao snapped his feet and squatted to the ground. "I want to sit down, mom, I want to sit down!" "

"Oh, Paul, you can't sit there, you'll get your ass dirty. Look, look. You can see the scenery outside here. " Yoko picked up his son, took him to the front of the car door, and walked around looking for a vacant seat.

Nobody stood up and offered their seats? The child spoke so clearly. Such a lovely child said he wanted to sit down. Why didn't anyone give up his seat? What does it matter if you make way? How heartless!

"Wow!" Fukushima Bao shouted, "I want to sit down, I'm exhausted!" " "

"Shh-"Yoko put her index finger on her lips. "Be quiet. Look, nobody is shouting, right? Hey. " Under the pressure of surrounding eyes, she had to reprimand her son loudly, but she didn't feel anything wrong with her son.

What? What? Isn't it just that children are a little loud? As for everyone, doesn't it look boring? How can such a small person blame him? My Jiabao is very slim, completely different from other children. Look, how cute his face is. Who is still angry with him when he sees his little face? Next time, he will sign up for the selection of children's models, and he will win the election because he is so likable. Soon he will become a star and surprise everyone. By that time, he won't take this lousy tram again!

"I want to sit down, I want to sit down, I want to sit down, I want to sit down! Ow-"Fukushima Bao began to scream in a strange voice.

I really want to strangle this boy Bangcun Bangyi looked up from the report and stared at the screaming child next to him. For tomorrow's meeting, he must remember the contents of the report about his master, so he has been burying his head in the tram. But since the damn mother and son got on the bus, he couldn't concentrate and couldn't understand a word.

"Little brother, do you want to sit here with me?" Bangcun talked to the child. The child looked at him and then looked up at his mother.

Oh, how dare you? The woman's tone was a little apologetic, but she pushed the child away and said to him in a disgusting tone, "Then sit down."

As soon as Bangcun stood up, the child jumped into the seat like a monkey and knelt on the seat facing the window.

"Oh, you can't do that. Take off your shoes. " The mother took off her shoes for her child.

"This child is really cute." Bangcun said sarcastically. What's so cute about it? It looks like a monkey. Son is not sensible, mother is stupid. Go to hell!

"You flatter me." Yoko Fukushima's nostrils are wide with pride. Right? Isn't it cute? Give a few more praises.

Unfortunately, her wish came to nothing, and Bangcun left without saying much.

Fujimoto thought, what a stupid woman! It won't take long for this kind of woman to be as fat as blowing, and eventually she will become like this cheeky middle-aged woman, lacking a muscle! Slow down! Completely out of tune with society!

Abe Juhui thought, this woman is staring at me again. Well, it's hard for us housewives to stare Look at that young mother. She is just a child. She is very anxious. You will soon understand the taste!

Nishida thought, I can't stand it. What's that mother like? I don't want to become her virtue in the future. And that child, it's not pleasing at all. What should I do if I give birth to that kind of child? No, it's impossible. It's me and his children. How can it be? It's so boring, nobody cares about me?

Yuezi thought, why are there always so many women holding us back? Do mothers and pregnant women think that women should be independent and self-reliant? Oh, I hate it. Women will be looked down upon by men because of you. Ah, that man is watching the yellow news in the sports daily again. What happened to him?

Yamamoto thought, the uncle next to him is still reading the economic daily, which is annoying. Besides, the smell of wax is so bad, can't you think for others?

Sato Min thought the little girl opposite was staring at me again, as if I had done something wrong. I didn't do anything but look at my bulging chest. What's the big deal? Obviously, I usually have sex with all kinds of men, and they all come to me. I can have sex with anyone as long as I pay. What is a glimpse of the tram? What is this?

Kangmei Nakakura thought, old man, always stare at me. Look at your fat brain, I'm about to throw up. Ah, that student is still peeking at me. These people are really enough!

Maeda Diannan thought, can't you see it? You really can't tell? Even if it's just a glimpse, I'd like to see the spring scenery under this girl's miniskirt. ...

Takasu thought, after you and this old woman are finished, can't you move to another place? I won't give up my seat until I get off. I'm exhausted after a day's work. Today's Japan is supported by our efforts. What's wrong with taking a rest by tram? Old people who don't earn a dime stay at home and don't interfere with us social backbones!

Tian Sumei thought, these people are scum, watching the old man standing in front of him, and no one would give up his seat. In that case, I have to force you to give up your seat. I'm not leaving until you give up your seat!

Uehara Hiromi and Hotan thought, Oh, I can't stand it anymore. Finally, I just hid from an old man who smelled of garlic, and here comes an old smoker. The smell of smoke on my body is killing me. Let's die of lung cancer!

Okamoto thought, damn, there are no empty seats at all. How did this happen?

The tram stopped at the station again and announced the name of the station.

Until the door was about to close, Cai Hongcai, a dozing Heyuan, suddenly jumped off the tram. It's really thrilling.

"Oh, had a narrow squeak. I almost missed my stop. " He was just about to step forward when he heard a howling sound coming from his briefcase. He couldn't help feeling uneasy and quickly opened the bag. There are two small gas cylinders in it. The valve of one bottle is not tightened, and the gas keeps leaking. He can't help secretly calling it bad.

This is the confession gas entrusted by the police. Once inhaled, people can't help but say all their thoughts.

He looked at his watch. This gas will take some time to take effect. He recalled getting on the tram and found that it was about to take effect.

Forget it, the tram is full of strangers who meet by chance. No one will have anything to say except spitting, right?

He looked at the front of the runway.

The tram has disappeared without a trace.