The afterlife railway's Campanella will be departing shortly. Please refrain from running through the doors as they close.

Hōzuki grabbed onto Y/N's waist, flinging her like a light ball, throwing her towards the door.

"HŌZUKI!"

She landed on her butt, a sharp pain following. Her eyes widened as the doors slowly close. However, his strong hands grab onto the doors, prying them open and even making a dent. He panted heavily, looking at the tickets he had in his hands. Unfortunately, their seats weren't directly next to each other, separated by the aisle. Y/N settles down onto her seat while Hōzuki questioned the lady sitting next to him.

"Umm, excuse me, are you the entertainer Peach Maki?"

"Y-You could tell?!"

"Of course I could."

"No wonder everyone in the car is sneaking peeks back here."

He held a conversation with her, the beautiful Oni that had shining eyes. There even came a point where he whispered something, body leaning closer to Maki. Y/N clenched on the fabric of her yukata, slightly jealous that he did not pay any attention to her. She pulls out some riceballs she made, munching on them as she looked out the window. Occasionally, she would give side glances to make sure he did not do anything inappropriate—not as he'd ever do that.

"Ah, this is our stop."

"Oh! Mine, too!"

The three of them walked out and Maki kept following Hōzuki, walking by his side.

That's where I am supposed to stand!

"Do you have a transfer?"

"Yes. The next train comes in thirty minutes."

The idol twirled her hair, clearly interested in him. He sat down on a bench and she followed, staring at him with hearts in her eyes. Y/N sat next to him, arms crossed.

"Urm, excuse me, you seem to be following him around. Could you not bother him? It's not nice to have a stalker."

"Huh?"

Her eye twitched. This idol girl had the guts to tell her not to follow him? Hōzuki shook his head and pointed to her,

"She's my assistant."

"And I am his g-"

SPLAT

Something gooey landed on her hair, it felt extremely disgusting. Maki snickered at her mockingly. He removed the slimy bug for her, noticing that someone was being chased by a dog.

"Hey! Someone stop that old lady! She's a shoplifter!"

The dog was recognizable, a participant during the event. Maki tackles the lady running, beating the Hell out of the poor lady. He grabbed onto the dog's tail, grabbed Y/N's shoulder, and wiped the slime off with its tail.

"H-Hōzuki?! I can just wash it off."

"Hōzuki-sama! What are you grabbing me for! Please don't dirty my only good suit! I have big plans today!"

The vision of Yasha-ichi, the male dog, and cookie, the female, having little puppies came into their minds. It was interrupted when the old lady was coughing out blood from Maki's beatings. Yasha-ichi, startled by the violence, yelled,

"Ahh! Miss! You're being too rough!"

Hōzuki grabs a rope and binds the shoplifter. In the crowd, murmurs could be heard about Maki. Squeezing through the crowd, Koban who was the cat reporter from the previous time, appeared to take some photos.

"Why'd it have to be you? Whatever, let me take a snapshot. I need another scoop like my previous one, thanks to that cold-blooded dog of King Enma..."

Hōzuki grabs Koban, strangling the poor cat.

"Dog of King Enma you say?"

The crowd was startled by the whole incidence, slowly dispersing as it diminished. Koban hid in a corner from him while Maki fiddled with her sleeves. She approached him, softly touching his clothes as she looked up at him with flirty eyes.

"I-I was wondering... if we c-could go out on a d-date one day? I think w-we match each other quite well..."

Y/N scoffed, walking away from them. She hated being jealous but with all the attractive women around him, she felt insecure. However, she did not hear Hōzuki's reply to her.

"Sorry. I'm already taken."

"B-By who?!"

"By h- wait, she's not here. I guess she got jealous..."

Maki's eyes widened, the soft smile and blush on his face was something people would die for. He bows, 

"Let me excuse myself. I need to find her."

He went searching for her and spotted her walking into a toilet. Swiftly, he follows in with her, no one spotting him entering the cubicle she was entering. The door slams shut, and just before she could scream, he covered her mouth.

"You didn't need to be jealous."

"I-It's your fault for looking at another woman and ignoring me."

"I didn't expect you to be the type that needs a lot of attention."

"I just didn't like it that she had all the flirty eyes on you."

"I only have eyes for you."

His large hand traces her jaw, cupping her cheek before pulling her into a kiss. Her hands softly traced each bump of his hand, feeling him push his lips closer to her. Their lips disconnected a trail of saliva linking.

"U-Urm, Hōzuki, maybe we should go get on the train? 30 minutes should have passed."

"Oh, yeah."

He drags her off, getting onto the train for a general meeting. During the meeting, she just noted down important information in case Hōzuki forgot, which would never happen. Y/N snuggled into her notepad, thinking about how romantic that kiss was that they had, though the setting wasn't quite as romantic. As he spoke, she would only think about how his lips would feel on different parts of her body.

WAIT, I'M BECOMING A PERVERT. NOOOO!