si-mexico Chapter 155 Common Sense and Heartbeat
Chapter 155 Common Sense and Heartbeat
The streets of Misaki-cho were still shrouded in mist, but the hustle and bustle of modern city life had already begun.
After leaving the forest hidden by magic at the Kuonji Mansion, Yuzhu stopped on the downhill slope and turned to Arthur behind her, giving him the first piece of advice for today's outing:
"Arthur, the first thing you need to be careful about in the world of ordinary people is that you must never run recklessly."
"Can't run?" Arthur was slightly taken aback.
"That's right." Yuzhu glanced coldly at his long, slender legs.
"With your physique, if you run at full speed without any concealment, you will instantly surpass the limits of human world champions, and may even crush the asphalt road surface."
This will not only cause a huge social uproar, but will also attract all sorts of unnecessary trouble from the church's representatives.
Arthur nodded thoughtfully, indicating his understanding.
Concealing one's aura and suppressing one's power are essential.
The two walked side by side down the long slope and arrived at the Misaki-cho tram station.
Youzhu attends a prestigious school that has very strict requirements for etiquette and rules.
In order to maintain her social identity as an "ordinary female high school student," taking public transportation is a necessary disguise.
However, today happens to be Monday morning rush hour.
When the tram doors opened, the sight of commuters and students surging out like a tide, and the sardine-can-like crowded space inside the carriage, was an eye-opener for Arthur, who was seeing it for the first time.
"Please let me do it, Miss Ariju."
In the surging crowd, Arthur instinctively held the pearl to his chest.
His tall figure was like an indestructible city wall, shielding Yu-joo from all the external forces that tried to squeeze in.
Although Yuzhu usually uses magic to create a secluded space for herself, today's purpose was to educate Arthur on common sense, so she did not use magic.
The two were squeezed into a corner of the carriage by the flow of people.
The space was so cramped that Yuzhu was almost forced to stand face-to-face with Arthur.
As the tram started and swayed, the surrounding crowd continued to push towards them.
Arthur stood firmly planted on the spot, his arms creating a tiny, absolutely safe space on either side of the bead.
"Arthur, feel the power now."
Yu-zhu tilted her head slightly, her dark eyes looking at the handsome face so close to hers, her voice reaching Arthur's ears in the noisy carriage.
"Do you mean the force of the crowd pushing and shoving?" Arthur asked in a low voice.
"Yes," Yuzhu explained calmly.
"This is the maximum force that an ordinary person can generate when pushing without reservation in modern society."
Remember this feeling. In the future, when you have physical contact with ordinary people, the force you use must never exceed this limit.
That's the real reason she brought Arthur to experience the morning rush hour.
By using the most direct feedback to set a "safety threshold" for this guy who lacks common sense, we can prevent him from causing civilian casualties on the street in the future due to his inability to control his strength.
"I understand, this is the 'limit' of humanity in this era."
Arthur carefully memorized this faint force, then said with a hint of apology:
"I'm sorry to trouble you, Miss Yuzhu, the space here is really quite cramped."
Youzhu remained silent.
For Yuzhu, who suffers from severe mysophobia, being in such a crowded environment filled with the smells of strangers would be torture.
But today, things seem a little different.
Arthur completely enveloped her in his arms.
What lingered around her nose wasn't the pungent smell of a stranger's perfume or sweat, but rather the faint, clean scent of detergent from Arthur's clothes...
And that warm, comforting aura that belonged to Arthur.
Yu-joo lowered her eyes, seemingly still maintaining that cold expression of indifference to everything around her.
But in reality, when the tram swayed slightly again, she did not tense her body to fight against the inertia.
Instead, she softened her stance and quietly, discreetly, moved a little closer to Arthur's broad, warm chest.
Through the thin fabric, she could even feel Arthur's steady and powerful heartbeat.
This gave Yuzhu an unparalleled sense of peace.
In this crowded corner, the two formed a striking picture.
One was a handsome foreign youth with blond hair, blue eyes, and a tall, upright figure.
The other was a young lady with snow-white skin, wearing a black uniform, and looking like an exquisite doll.
Inside the carriage, many eyes frequently turned to them, some with amazement and others with curiosity.
In the middle of the carriage, not far from them, stood several young men and women talking in hushed tones.
They had clearly noticed Arthur and Yuzhu in the corner as well.
The two male students were wearing the same black stand-up collar uniforms from Misaki High School as Aoko.
But what's even more eye-catching are the female students standing opposite them.
They were wearing dark nun's habit, which was well-designed and elegantly tailored.
That's the uniform of the prestigious, closed-off girls' school, [Liyuan Girls' Academy].
"Who is that foreign man? He's so handsome..." one of the girls from Liyuan couldn't help but whisper to her companion.
"I don't know, but the girl he was holding in his arms... I couldn't see her face, but her uniform looked like it belonged to our school, right?"