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I went to Akihabara today though I had nothing in particular to buy.
There was a drunken old man on the return train.
Most of the passengers on the compartment were women except me
sitting on edge of seat and the old man.
Their ages seemed to be twenties to forties.

The old buzzard started hassling women around him.
At first, he bothered a young woman. She was so strong-minded that
she thundered out the old coot and quickly got off the train at the next stop.
Glancing at him during that time, I though what a nasty man he was.

Then, the old fellow came to our seat and started hassling several middle-aged
women sitting around the center of the seat.
?Don't use cell-phones on the train. You?ll pay for this!?
He was gorgonizing, I remember.
Women were bullied into silence with a look of annoyance like ? (´???`).

Bending down their heads, those middle-age women were like
?Let sleeping dogs lie? to him.
The old man shouted meaningless things such as
?Women should obey men without complaint,?
then grabbed the chin of one of women in his hand.
I thought ?This is enough,? so I yelled at him,
?Hey! Stop it!? gathering all my courage together.
My voice was trembling, perhaps.
I have little experience of fighting.
However, the old fellow seemed he didn't hear me and showed no response.
?Hey you! I say, stop it ???h???p (meaningless words) !?
I screamed again like nothing. Then the woman urged me to sit down, saying,
?Don?t worry. I?m all right.?
Finally, the old creep realized and turned his face toward me.
?You?ve been staring at me?,? he glared at me with enraged eyes.

Staggering, he approached me.
?Hey, how old are you??
?I?m 22 years old.?
?I?m in my 60?s?????????v (babble).?
I couldn?t hear what he said, though I guess he meant
?I don?t want any lip out of you, young man!?
?You looking for a fight??
he?s already got a chip on his shoulder.
?Huh? Beg yours? I?m calling the cops!?
?Call the cops or whatever ????g (babble)?
he said and tried to slap me with the open hand.
Losing control, it bumped into the hand of a woman sitting next to me.
It?s more like shaving than bumping though.

"EEK!" the female passenger bent backward.
I stood up feaverishly and grabbed the old man's arm.
In that unguarded moment, I saw one of middle-aged women
going to call a train conductor.

At that time, an office worker looked in his late 20's
in the next compartment realized this fray and came to help us.
Looking at us scuffling with each other,
he got a full nelson on the old fellow.
"OK, OK, I give up." "Don't annoy such a young lady."
Only a mentor of life could do that! He knows how to pacify
aggressive people without irritating them.
"I hold this man, so now you sit down."
The office worker also calmed me down because
I lost my head, too. Ha! The old buzzard didn't bite the office worker's head off.
Perhaps he thought this guy was stronger than he.
The old fellow looked down on me. How frustrating!
"He is public nuisance." The woman sitting next to me said.
"Absolutely." Why the hell didn't I come up with something clever to say? _|?|?

I'm exhausted... _|?|?

I was uncool. I was.
Mr. Office Worker, you were so cool!


After some time, the conductor came.
?I want you to get off the train at the next stop
so that I can turn you in the police.? the conductor said
to the old drunk, then he yelled again.

Told that this was treated as a case, I, the woman
sitting next to me, middle-aged women and the old man
got off the train at the next stop.
Then, the conductor said to us, ?While I go call the police,
could you hold the man?? and he disappeared somewhere.
He left me, the old fellow and women alone.
I though we could not count on him.
While I was holding the old fellow's arm not to let him go,
he was lashing out vocally, ?Don?t grab my arm!
I won?t escape!? Nobody around helped me... (´???`)

After I kept holding the old coot who was trying to run away
for some time, a couple of police officers arrived finally
and asked me, ?Is this the old man??
As soon as I answered yes, they took the old guy to the
stationmaster?s office. We followed them.
After confirming our identification, the police officers
asked women, ?Do you want to report this as a case??
?No, we don?t? they answered.
I answered ?He did nothing to me,?in a fashion.
 
Even if we did not report it as a case, we were told to
fill out some documents, so women and I reluctantly
followed them to the police station.
On our way, I apologized to women,
?I?m sorry to get you into trouble.?
Because their destination stations were further ahead.
?No problem!? smiled women.

When we arrived at the police station, the old man was
taken to the back of the building.
We heard his raving and police officer?s roaring.
?We?ll give you a real scolding *w?
smirked the police officer. *w: smirk

Seeing women filling out police reports, I could not
help bowing to them to show my apology.
Because I deeply regretted thinking if I had kept silent
at that time, such a situation could not have happened.
?A brave young man like you is rare these days ?
kindly said one of middle-aged women. I felt relieved.

I didn?t know why but I asked the police officer,
?Ah?may I go home now??
?Yes, you can. Thank you for your cooperation. ?
To my surprise, the officer not only let me go but thanked me.
The women also deeply bowed and said ?Thank you so much? to me.
"If you wouldn't mind, could you tell us your name and contact details?"
said one of the women.
I wrote down my name and address in her notebook.
"Excuse me, could you give it to me, too?" asked the woman who was sitting
next to me on the train. So I wrote them in her notebook, as well.
Then she said, "I hope I can return the compliment some day."
In a fluster I said "No. No. Don't worry" but soon I said
"I am really sorry" and departed as if escaping.

That's it.
I realized later that
I should've asked for her contact information, instead??_|?|?
I had not experienced getting gratitude from a woman, so I got rattled.
'Arrrrrh!!!!!!'

🙁
 
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