I met a girl

Today I went to Akihabara. I didn't have anything specific I wanted to buy, but...
On the train ride home there was a drunk old man on the train.
Almost everyone in our car was women, except for me, who was sitting, and the old man, who was hanging from the hand-rails.
They were all between 20 - 40, I guess.

The old man started getting in the faces of the women around him.
At first he was messing with a younger woman, but she was very straightforward,
hollered at the old man, and then got off at the very next station.
During all this, I keep glancing at him out of the corner of my eye, thinking what an annoyance he was causing.

Next the old man comes to the seat I'm on, goes straight to the middle part of it
and starts yelling at the older women who're sitting there.
"You'd better not even think about using a cell phone, you got it!?"
he goes, trying to scare them.
The women were like（´･ω･`)←all quiet

I think this is going to get long...

The women just sat their with their eyes on the floor,
like they were thinking 'it's best not to get involved'.
But the old man started yelling about some ridiculous thing,
like "Women should just shut up and let the men do their thing!"
and he grabs the women's faces in his hands and pinches their cheeks hard.
I figured it was only going to get worse, so I pulled together all my courge and yelled:
"Hey, cut it out!" I'm sure my voice was shaking.
I'd never been in a fight or anything before.
But it seemed like the man hadn't heard me - he didn't react.
"Hey, I'm talking to you! I said cut it tragakjfgs,gnmsfg!"
I yelled once again, desperately. The women were like "No, it's okay, it's alright"
to me, when I started to get to my feet. Finally the man seemed to notice,
and turned towards me.
"Lookin' at me from the corner of yer eyes..."
he spat, glaring at me.

He stumbled towards my seat.
"Yeah, and just how old are ya?"
"22!"
"Yeah? Well I'm ovefrer 60 youknoww."
I couldn't really tell what he was saying, but I figured it was something like "shut up, you dumb kid, what do you know"
"What, what, you wanna fight?"
He was already hunched over in a fighting pose.
"Huh? What are you talking about? I'll call the police."
"Well then call the police; call whoeevvererraff"
Mumbling, he started swinging his fists.
His aim seemed to be off, because his hand hit one of the women sitting next to me.
Well, actually it was more like it slid past her...


How can I make this shorter...? （´･ω:;.:...

The woman shrieked and flinched backward.
Without even realizing what I was doing, I stood up and grabbed both the old man's arms.
During that time I saw one of the women go to get the train attendant.

Then, a 20-something businessman from the next car over noticed the commotion
and came to help. He saw me and the old man struggling
and grabbed the man from behind, trapping his arms.
"Okay, okay, leave the poor kid alone."
He's definitely had a longer life than I have. He knows how to calm someone down without making them mad.
"I've got him; you sit down."
I was pretty worked up by then, so the businessman ended up having to calm me down, too.
The old man didn't try to threaten the businessman at all.
Maybe he knew that the businessman was stronger.
It kinda pisses me off to think that he was underestimating me so much... ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ

When I sat down, the woman next to me said to me
"What an annoyance he is."
"He really is."
Say something more interesting, self! ＿|￣|○


I'm tired... ＿|￣|○

That's really what it was like.
I was so lame.
The businessman was so cool.


Soon the train attendant came.
"Well, we'll take him to the police for the time being, so please get off at the next station."
and the old man starts yelling again.

They were going to file a report, so at the next station
the woman next to me, the older women, the old man and I got off the train.
and then the train attendant says
"I'll go find a policeman; could you keep him under control for a few minutes, please?"
and disappears. I'm left with the old man and the women. How undependable, I think.
I'm grabbing the man's arm so he can't run away, but he yells
"Quit grabbin' me; I ain't runnin' away!"
and tries to pull away. The people around me didn't help me at all... (´･ω･`)

I was there trying to keep the old man, who kept trying to run away, under control
when finally 2 or 3 policemen came.
"This the guy?"
they ask me. I answer yes, and they drag him to the stationmaster's room with a gusto.
We all follow.
There, once they checked all our IDs
they asked the women "would you like to file a report?"
but they all said
"no, that's okay".
I told them that he hadn't really done anything to me.

"Quit grabbin' me; I ain't runnin' away!"
and tries to pull away. The people around me didn't help me at all... (´･ω･`)

I was there trying to keep the old man, who kept trying to run away, under control
when finally 2 or 3 policemen came.
"This the guy?"
they ask me. I answer yes, and they drag him to the stationmaster's room with a gusto.
We all follow.
There, once they checked all our IDs
they asked the women "would you like to file a report?"
but they all said
"no, that's okay".
I told them that he hadn't really done anything to me.

Even though we didn't file a report, it seems there had to be some paperwork done, so
the women and I ended up following them to the police box.
On the way there I apologized to the women
"I'm so sorry for getting you involved in this mess."
The women should have all gotten off at a stop further down the line...
"It's alright."
they smiled.

When we got to the police box, the old man was taken to the back room.
I could hear him yelling, and the angry shouts of the policemen.
"We'll wring the liquor out of him nice and slow *laughs*"
said one policeman, smiling.

I see the women scribbling out some kind of questionaire(?)
and am overcome by the urge to apologize again.
I bowed to them over and over again, apologizing.
All I could think at the time was that if only I'd kept my mouth shut,
we wouldn't be having to go through all this.
"There aren't many young men like you nowadays,"
said one of the women to me. I felt like I'd been saved.


Just a little more.
The ending has already been given away, but...

I don't know what I was thinking.
"Um, may I go home, now?"
I asked the policeman.
"Yes, you may. Thank you very much."
he thanked me. The women all bowed deeply to me, as well.
"Thank you"
they said.
"If you wouldn't mind, may I have your address?"
said one of the older women.
I wrote my name and address in her memo pad.
"Um... may I have it, too?"
so I wrote it for the woman who had been sitting next to me, too.
That's when
"You must let me thank you properly sometime."
she says. I freak out and go
"Oh, no, no, that's okay"
and she says
"Well then, thank you again, really."
And I practically ran away.


That's the end.
I thought of this afterwards, but
why didn't I ask her for her address, too... ＿|￣|○
I've never had a woman feel appreciation for me before...
I totally freaked ouuuuutttttt~~~~~~

HAHA you're funny.

>>1
i lol'd

they should really make a movie out of this one

"I see the women scribbling out some kind of questionaire(?)
and am overcome by the urge to apologize again.
I bowed to them over and over again, apologizing."

That just proves it. Only Japanese people apologize to people, bow, and talk in the present tense. No wonder you're such a wuss. Grow some balls or learn from your brethren and simply take whatever woman you want. Usually train rides are good for that, so you really fail.

So many things today that I'm not used to... I'm exhausted... ＿|￣|○
Thanks for reading this huge long post; you guyz rawk.
In the event that she does contact me, I'll post about it here. (`･ω･´)