Campus Confusion King

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Campus Pervert King - Yakumo: Japan's railways must be a paradise for perverts. As a pervert who often hunts in the carriages, I have different prey almost every day. Especially those young female students, some probably only fifteen or sixteen years old. I would tremble with nervousness and dare not make a sound as soon as I touched their underdeveloped breasts. In the end, even after my penis entered their virginity and took their precious chastity, they could only silently shed tears.
Because I usually like to wait for my prey on the "Yamamori Line" which has a particularly long journey, I usually have about an hour to enjoy these virgins. I always like to hold their soft breasts tightly, and my penis would go in and out of their tight virginity, enjoying the pleasure of breaking their hymen. Finally, I would fill their tender wombs with my hot semen, completing the whole rape hunting journey. Then, I wiped the remaining bright red virgin blood and excess milky white semen from my penis onto the school skirts of those female students, leaving their skirts stained with the blood of their lost virginity as they endured the pain of their vaginas being brutally violated and raped as they left the train car.
Today, I came to the station as usual, but I never expected to have this unexpected gain. In the distance stood a girl of about eighteen, tall and slender with a beautiful figure that was the envy of many. She wore a black pleated mini-skirt, revealing a pair of snow-white, smooth thighs that deeply attracted the gaze of every man.
My greedy gaze traveled up her slender waist, lingered briefly on her breasts covered by a white t-shirt, and then slowly moved with satisfaction to the girl's delicate face. The girl had shoulder-length, jet-black hair. Looking closer at her face, I almost gasped in surprise. That person was indeed the famous beauty of Yagami High School—Tsukamoto Yakumo! I had heard rumors of her stunning beauty and reserved nature. She seemed preoccupied, and upon boarding, she went to the corner of the carriage, leaned against the wall, and silently gazed out the window. Her melancholy eyes evoked both love and pity. I carefully confirmed her presence, then slowly approached her from behind.
A large number of passengers poured in at this station, but that didn't matter; it provided me with an opportunity to subtly approach Yakumo. The train slowly pulled away, the carriage already packed with passengers, each absorbed in their own activities. I stood behind Yakumo, carefully observing my surroundings until I was certain the passengers wouldn't notice my actions, before quietly closing in on her. I pressed myself against her back, one hand lightly around her waist, the other gently lifting her miniskirt, my hand simultaneously resting on her smooth thigh.
(Ah...a pervert...) Startled, Yakumo, lost in the view from the window, realized she'd encountered a pervert. Yakumo wasn't inexperienced with perverts; it was common on the Tokyo subway, so she had plenty of experience dealing with them. Usually, she'd give them a sharp elbow to show they weren't someone to be trifled with, making them back down. But this time, with someone pressing so close from the start, even clinging to her, such a bold move was something Yakumo had never imagined.
Yakumo's body trembled slightly. I intensified my assault, my hand on her waist slowly rising, slipping inside her t-shirt, groping her soft, smooth breasts through her bra; my hand, which had been resting on her thigh, also slipped inside, playing with her private parts through the thin fabric of her panties.
(Ah... How embarrassing... No...) Yakumo almost cried out in fright at the pervert's audacious actions, but thinking of the humiliating scene to come, she could only desperately endure it, twisting her body and pressing herself tightly against the glass window in front of her, hoping to escape the pervert's clutches. Unfortunately, the devil is always one step ahead, and I pressed Yakumo closer and closer with her movements, until finally I even pressed Yakumo tightly against the glass window.
One nipple, two nipples... I eagerly ripped off the buttons on Yakumo's t-shirt, then pulled down her front-clasp bra, exposing Yakumo's alabaster breasts to the air. I gently pinched her tender pink nipples with my fingers, shamelessly squeezing and twisting them. (No... No... How could he... so blatantly violate me...) Yakumo's pretty face was already as red as a ripe apple, and the cute little nipples I was pinching between my fingers were already erect with passion. "Enough...enough...not there..."
(Ah...why am I hard...) It felt like an electric current was spreading from my nipples, which were being played with by a strange man. (How could I react to such lewd and obscene behavior...) Yakumo thought to herself, she was actually aroused by someone on the train, and she couldn't help but hate her body for being so weak. But the other person's technique was too good, teasing her nipples gently from time to time, making her body feel more and more numb. I kissed Yakumo's cheek, and Yakumo hurriedly turned her neck to avoid it, so
I took the opportunity to kiss her small earlobe, sucking and licking it while gently blowing air into Yakumo's ear. Yakumo seemed to be silently enduring it, but from her increasingly rapid breathing, I knew that she had also become aroused. I found the tight crevice of flesh covered by her panties, and then used my fingers to sweep back and forth. The intense pleasure made Yakumo's legs unsteady, and she needed my pressure to maintain her balance. I greedily slipped my fingers inside Yakumo's panties, pressing them against her already moist vulva and the sensitive clitoris hidden deep within. (No...no...but...it feels so good!) Even masturbating didn't give me this much pleasure. Yakumo's mind went blank, and her struggling body gradually weakened, almost collapsing. Now she could only lean against me.
I pressed my entire palm against Yakumo's vulva, gently probing the entrance of her peach garden with my middle finger, repeatedly thrusting in and out with a small section of my fingertip, causing her juices to gush out. (It actually went in...on the train...being violated by fingers...) Waves of pleasure surged through her lower body, Yakumo's eyes gradually became hazy, and she kept moaning softly. My fingers continued to penetrate deeper into Yakumo's body, gently parting the tightly closed vaginal walls. Finally, the penetration of my fingertip was stopped by the soft membrane inside Yakumo's vagina. I was happy to know that I had found the symbol of Yakumo's first experience. To avoid accidentally damaging Yakumo's precious hymen, I slowly withdrew my fingers, pulling down her already soaked panties in the process.
Yakumo understood the pervert's intention from the moment he pulled down her panties; the despicable lecher wasn't satisfied with mere physical lust, but dared to defile her pure virginity. Yakumo had always striven to maintain her virginity, hoping to give her precious first time to her future husband, and naturally didn't want to lose it, so she frantically struggled. (No, absolutely not!)
Unfortunately, Yakumo's strength was less than a tenth of mine. I ignored her feeble resistance, lifting her up from behind, and because Yakumo was shorter than me, I decided to enter her in this position. I gently lifted Yakumo from behind. Losing her balance, she could only press her hands firmly against the glass in front of her to maintain her equilibrium. Taking advantage of this brief opening, I squeezed my legs between Yakumo's thighs, spreading her tightly closed thighs and completely exposing the girl's forbidden territory. (No...ah...please don't do such lewd things...) Yakumo could only protest in her heart, her body completely at my mercy. The bustling crowd around her made Yakumo even more afraid to make a sound. (If someone sees this...it'll be so embarrassing...I'll be hated...)
I unzipped my pants, freeing my long-awaited penis. The hot, large glans eagerly pressed
against Yakumo's sweet lips, inhaling the fragrant scent of her virginity. I released her hands and instead kneaded Yakumo's breasts. Her body, losing its support, slid down, and her virgin lips swallowed my penis without choice. Yakumo hurriedly clamped her legs tightly around my waist, clearly not wanting to lose her virginity, but her strength was clearly insufficient to support her entire weight, as I could still feel my penis penetrating deeper and deeper into her body. (I'm about to give in...)
I gently tugged and played with Yakumo's small nipples. Yakumo's legs began to tremble, her cherry lips were tightly closed, and her eyes were filled with tears. My glans was already pressed against Yakumo's hymen. I didn't want Yakumo to waste any more of my precious time fucking her, so I released her breasts and grabbed her waist instead, then pulled her down hard. My large glans pierced through Yakumo's precious hymen and squeezed into the girl's tight vagina. "Ah..."
Yakumo bit her lower lip, enduring the excruciating pain of losing her virginity, panting heavily, tears streaming down her face. Yakumo didn't want her ugly tearful state to be seen by the lecher behind her, so she lowered her head and stared blankly at the floor. She inadvertently saw the man's thick penis slowly entering her body, her labia being stretched wide open, struggling to swallow the man's huge member, and the blood of her lost virginity dripping from her vaginal opening, along the man's penis,
onto the man's trousers, staining the pure white fabric red. (How embarrassing...to lose my virginity in a place like this...)
I tried my best to explore Yakumo's virgin vagina, and only one thought came to mind: Narrow!! Not just
narrow, but even narrower and more tender than the girls I had fucked before, but the inner flesh already knew how to suck and grip my penis tightly, making me feel extremely comfortable.
The huge glans continued to penetrate deeper, finally pressing hard against Yakumo's cervix, but my penis still remained a little bit outside Yakumo's body. I kissed Yakumo's pretty face again, and this time she could not escape. I deeply sucked on her red lips, and at the same time, my tongue roughly entered her lips, intertwining with the little clove inside. I sucked the saliva in Yakumo's mouth, while at the same time pouring my own into her lips.
(Oh God...in front of everyone...) Yakumo was filled with helplessness and despair. Yakumo, who had never had sexual experience, never thought that her first time would be given to a stranger whose name she did not even know. She had desperately wanted to give her first time to the man she secretly loved, but here she had lost her first kiss and her virginity. Yakumo could only stare blankly out the window. (I'm no longer pure... If this is a nightmare... please wake me up...)
From Yakumo's expression, I knew she wasn't in as much pain as before, and her breathing had calmed down. It was time to fuck her properly. I pulled my penis halfway out of her tight, tender hole, then thrust it back in hard. "Ah..." The powerful thrust forced Yakumo to press herself tightly against the glass. Yakumo's soft breasts were pressed flat by the glass, her rosy nipples rubbing against the cold glass. Yakumo whispered, "No... it's my first time... please don't... be so rough..." I ignored Yakumo's pleas and thrust my penis in and out forcefully. Yakumo could only bite her fingers hard to keep herself from making a sound. "Mmm...mmm...don't...harder..." Her expression was so pitiful. I played with her earlobe with my tongue while increasing the speed of my thrusts.
The train stopped at a traffic light, and another train happened to stop on the opposite side. Yakumo also realized that the passengers on the other side had unexpectedly discovered her shameful act. Some of the young male passengers were even staring at her exposed breasts while masturbating obscenely. "No...don't look...please..." A strong sense of shame made Yakumo struggle again, hoping at least to pull up her t-shirt to reduce the exposure of her breasts. But I wouldn't let Yakumo have her way. I tightly twisted and played with Yakumo's breasts while thrusting into her tender hole even more vigorously. The intense movements made it clear to the nearly one hundred passengers on the other side that we were having sex, and they were even discussing our battle.
Yakumo could read minds, and although she didn't want to see it, the comments across from her were clearly visible:
"Look! That woman is so slutty, she looks like she's had an orgasm."
"Look how much she's wet, she must be having a blast."
"That guy is really strong, his penis is almost ten inches long, no wonder that woman is having such a good time."
"With a penis that long, how can that petite woman possibly resist?"
"I bet that guy's big cock is definitely inside that woman's uterus, otherwise how could her little hole swallow
that cannon?"
...
Having sex in front of nearly a hundred people had already exhausted Yakumo's sense of shame, so she could only try her best to twist her body, hoping to present herself as if she was being brutally raped.
But the audience opposite saw it differently:
"Look how cooperative that woman is, she really knows how to enjoy herself."
"That man has stopped using the 'doggy style' and switched to the standing position."
Some female audience members couldn't stand it either:
"That woman is so lewd, she actually wants her boyfriend to have sex with her in the carriage."
"His thing is so big, I wish my boyfriend was half as long as his."
...
(She was being raped in public by a stranger... and was even considered a lewd woman...) Amidst the clamor, everyone unanimously believed that Yakumo and her boyfriend were having open-air sex, and many even thought that Yakumo had actively seduced the man behind her, causing her heartbreak. Especially the man's skillful manipulation of her erogenous zones, which not only shattered Yakumo's self-esteem but also aroused the most primal desires of a young girl, making Yakumo deeply feel her own impotence. (It would be better if he were dead...)
The train started moving again, and Yakumo breathed a sigh of relief. Although the train had only stopped for five or six minutes, it felt like half a century to Yakumo. Especially being raped and abused in front of nearly a hundred people made Yakumo feel even more ashamed. Fortunately, now she only needed to wait for the man to ejaculate, and the nightmare would be over.
Just as she thought about ejaculating, Yakumo immediately thought of two problems: from the beginning until now, the man had been going at it for almost half an hour. When would he finish? And more importantly, judging from the feeling in her vagina, Yakumo was almost certain that the man behind her was not wearing a condom and was having sex. She absolutely could not let him ejaculate inside her. So Yakumo mustered her remaining courage and twisted her body again to struggle.
I sensed Yakumo's resistance, so I leaned close to her ear and said, "Yakumo, weren't you enjoying yourself just now? Or do you need an audience to be happy?" Yakumo could only plead, "Please let me go, okay? You've already taken my virginity, you should be satisfied."
I thrust hard a few times, "That's right, I've deflowered you, but my little brother is still not satisfied. You can feel how hard it is. Yakumo, you haven't ejaculated yet either. Let's ejaculate together, let me fill your lovely womb with my semen."
Yakumo knew that pleading would only further stimulate the man's desire, so she could only grit her teeth and stop making any sound, hoping that the man would finish as soon as possible so that she could escape this nightmare.
Seeing Yakumo's expression, I understood her plan. I deliberately slowed down the speed of my thrusts, so that each slow thrust would accurately hit Yakumo's G-spot. The intense pleasure was indeed overwhelming for Yakumo. "Ah...ah...no...why...this feeling is so strong..." She climaxed after only ten or so thrusts, her body involuntarily clenching the penis that was raping her.
Yakumo's body is the slow-burning type; it took me almost half an hour of teasing before she finally climaxed. However, this female climax was more intense than most. Yakumo's already extremely tight vagina contracted to its limit, gripping my penis tightly, while her clitoris sucked at my glans, trying to squeeze out every last drop of semen. The intense pleasure made Yakumo tremble all over, almost letting out a moan. In her haste, she bit her hand, her white teeth almost drawing blood, and her snow-white neck flushed with shame. (I came... I came because I was raped... and on a train... I shouldn't be such a lewd woman...) Knowing that she had reached climax under the shameless lecher's abuse, Yakumo was heartbroken and tears streamed down her face. At the same time, she secretly hated her body for being so sensitive.
I fully enjoyed Yakumo's climax: "Finally came? Of course! I'm so good, even a stone woman would come wet with my fucking, let alone a tender virgin like you. The best is yet to come. After I fuck you two or three thousand more times, I guarantee you'll be in ecstasy, and you'll climax so hard you'll pee."
After the afterglow of her climax subsided, Yakumo decided to harden her heart and end the man's cruel play: "I want you to stop immediately, or I'll scream."
I smiled and kissed Yakumo's cheek: "You won't. Look at the travel bag at your feet. The video camera inside recorded the whole process of our intimacy. Do you want to use it as evidence?"
Yakumo felt dizzy on the spot. The man not only took her virginity but also filmed the process to threaten her, plunging her into an eternal hell, where she would be at the man's mercy in the future. Desperate, Yakumo whispered, "What do you want? If it's money, I can give it to you, please spare me..."
Hearing Yakumo's plea filled me with the thrill of victory. I increased the speed of my thrusts, saying, "Money! I won't shortchange you. What I want is pleasure. I want you to be my sex slave, to be trained by me day and night." Yakumo blushed, biting her lips tightly, and shook her head resolutely.
Even so, I saw a burning desire in Yakumo's eyes, so I said with certainty, "Soon you will become my sex slave. You will do anything for me, even beg me to rape you, penetrate you, fill you with my semen, and make you pregnant." At the same time, I intensified the thrusting of my penis, and played with Yakumo's erogenous zones, pinching her nipples. My penis thrust in and out, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, and with each thrust, I could faintly hear the "splashing" sound of water. Yakumo felt a growing lust within her. Despite her willpower's attempt to resist, her rational defenses crumbled under the relentless onslaught of her sensual embrace. Tears of shame streamed down her face as she pleaded softly, "No...no...please...don't do it anymore...I can't take it..." I didn't reply, but instead sealed her lips with mine, my tongue swirling around her cherry lips.
Under my French kiss, Yakumo felt her mind go haywire, finally succumbing to her body's intense desire. She forced back a soft moan, trying to pull me closer with her hands. After the kiss, our saliva formed a thin, lewd strand. I teased, "You're so tight, Yakumo. Is this your first time? And to do it in front of so many people for the first time, isn't it exciting?" Yakumo pursed her lips in shame, but her body relentlessly craved further pleasure. (No...no...I can't let myself sink any further...but...it feels so good...I want it to feel even better...) The man's sarcastic words ruthlessly shattered Yakumo's last shred of self-respect, tempting her to abandon her last shred of dignity. "Don't be shy! Your juices are almost dripping onto the floor." "Your nipples are standing so straight, you really are lewd! You actually want me to play with you, don't you?" "What's wrong? You can already twist your waist by yourself? Your vagina is tightly gripping my penis. You say no, but your body is quite obedient."
(I... can't take it anymore... I can't hold back anymore... my mind is blank...) Yakumo felt her whole body burning hot, her consciousness hazy, she only felt her waist twisting unconsciously, seeking more pleasure, the tender flesh of her vagina spasming sensitively with each thrust of the penis, involuntarily overflowing with more honey-like juices, her thighs were already soaking wet, the juices seemed to flow down to her calves and heels, her snow-white breasts were so tight and swollen that it was unbearable, her nipples stood up high, and were teased and rubbed by the strange man from time to time. Her small mouth could only gasp for breath, releasing the pleasure within her body. Occasionally, she had to bite her lower lip tightly to avoid making too much of a moan. She struggled constantly in the narrow gap between pleasure and depravity, waves of electricity coursing through her body. (So good...so amazing...I've never felt this good before...) Suddenly, Yakumo's body trembled, her delicate body tensed up, and I felt her vagina contract. A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out, and I knew that Yakumo had been brought to orgasm by me once again. Looking at Yakumo, whose eyes were glazed over, mouth slightly open, and who was panting heavily, I patted her flushed face triumphantly: "What am I doing to make you feel so good?"
Yakumo experienced another climax, her eyes glazed, her face flushed, and she murmured, "You're doing me... raping me."
I laughed and asked, "Does it feel good to rap you?"
Yakumo blushed and gasped, "No... please spare me... it's too embarrassing..." I pretended to be displeased and said, "I want you to tell me how it feels good." Then I played with her breasts with both hands, and suddenly my penis slid in to the top. Yakumo felt a strong... A surge of intense pleasure overwhelmed her, almost making her cry out. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands, turned back to look at me with pitiful eyes, and weakly replied, "You're raping me...it feels so good!"
I smiled smugly and asked, "How am I raping you? Tell me clearly..." Then my penis thrust faster, my hands continued to knead her breasts, and my tongue licked the back of her snow-white ear. Her entire body's erogenous zones were being attacked, and Yakumo felt dizzy, waves of pleasure surging up, making her unsteady on her feet. The sensual pleasure was burning like fire, completely robbing Yakumo of the last remaining traces of shame, hesitation, rationality, and fear. (I don't care...I don't care about anything...it feels so good...I want more...) She then reached her third orgasm. I deliberately stopped, grinning maliciously, "What do you mean, 'I'm asking you'?"
Yakumo, enduring the pleasure of her third orgasm, whispered, "You...you used your penis to penetrate my vagina, breaking my...virginity, and kept fucking me, raping me...making me cum non-stop..."
I delicately played with Yakumo's already hard and swollen breasts: "Do you want me to continue?"
(This man is a devil...) Yakumo struggled to maintain her last shred of dignity, biting her lip in silence. I rubbed my penis against Yakumo's G-spot, and she felt a numb, aching sensation in her lower body. Her vagina, which had experienced three orgasms, was unusually sensitive, yet she couldn't reach orgasm under the man's control. The emptiness in her vagina was driving Yakumo crazy. (No... I'm going crazy... I want to orgasm so badly...) In desperation, desire overcame everything: "Please keep fucking me... fuck me now."
I pressed her again: "With what? With what?" Yakumo was frantic, her cheeks flushed, and she could only tremble as she said: "Please... use your... big... big penis... fuck me..." Before she could finish speaking, she was already so ashamed she wanted to die. These were words that Yakumo had always felt ashamed to hear before, but today she was saying them herself, begging a stranger to rape her. (I'm so filthy... I'm so ashamed I want to die...)
Of course, I wouldn't let the beauty down, so I worked even harder, thrusting in and out at an astonishing speed, each stroke stimulating her G-spot. Every thrust brought out a lot of her juices, and one orgasm after another deeply stimulated Yakumo's nerves. She was so overwhelmed by pleasure that she could only scrape the glass with her fingertips, enduring the spasms of ecstasy. The shame that had just welled up was quickly overwhelmed by wave after wave of pleasure. (I'm going to die... I feel so good... more... more...) Yakumo, like a fish out of water, opened her mouth wide and kept panting and moaning. To avoid attracting attention from others, I put my left hand fingers in Yakumo's mouth, and she obediently sucked on them, as if performing oral sex. Meanwhile, my right hand pinched her clitoris, and my penis thrust in and out rapidly. Under the double assault, Yakumo felt waves of pleasure washing over her. Her soft breasts swayed up and down, a feeling of fullness surged through her lower body, and a powerful electric current coursed through her entire being. She murmured, "No...no...I'm going to lose it...I'm going to lose it again..." "It feels so strong...I'm coming...I'm coming..." "No...I can't take it...if you keep going...it'll break...it'll break..."
Her former reserve was gone forever. Today, the Yakumo before me had become a lustful woman driven solely by desire. It was hard to imagine that just an hour ago, Yakumo would have felt uneasy in the presence of a strange man. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sneer. The number one beauty of Yagami High School, after countless orgasms, had become my plaything.
I held Yakumo's delicate body tightly: "I'm almost there too. I'm going to shoot it all into your womb.
Are you ready to ascend to heaven?"
Yakumo's last shred of reason had been ravaged by the continuous, powerful orgasms. She nodded vigorously,
pleading, "Please shoot it all in. I want you to fill me up..."
I never expected that Yakumo, who was usually reserved and kept her distance from men, would utter such obscene and explicit words. But of course, I would grant her small request: "I want my semen to be inside you for the rest of your life!" After saying that, I thrust my penis straight into the deepest part of Yakumo's body. With each thrust, the scalding glans brutally pierced into the depths of Yakumo's tender womb. Her vagina, fully lubricated by her honey-like juices, gripped my penis tightly. Finally, I let the hot, milky-white semen erupt like a volcano, shooting wildly into Yakumo's womb.
"So...so good...so good...ah...it's...it's coming out...ah...ah..." As the hot semen poured into her uterus, the intense pleasure brought Yakumo to the peak of her orgasm. The intense pleasure numbed her nerves, causing her to lose control of her bladder. Golden liquid flowed down her thighs and onto the floor, soaking the carriage floor. Meanwhile, I contentedly allowed my still-erect penis to remain inside Yakumo. I used my large glans to tightly seal Yakumo's cervix, spraying more semen into her uterus with each pulsation of my penis. Yakumo's uterus cooperated perfectly, contracting and writhing to swallow even more semen. (She was raped to orgasm...and lost control of her bladder...) Yakumo felt intense shame and self-reproach, yet her body involuntarily succumbed to this unprecedented pleasure, greedily craving my kisses.
However, Yakumo's small uterus couldn't contain the amount I ejaculated. Countless drops of excess semen continued to flow from our point of contact. I dabbed some of the semen flowing back from Yakumo's vagina with my finger, then inserted that semen-covered, milky-white finger into Yakumo's sexy little mouth, playing with her little tongue and smearing the semen on it to compensate for not being able to perform oral sex in the train carriage. Yakumo, in a semi-conscious state, cooperated by eating the semen off my finger.
I checked my watch; the train was almost at its destination. So I withdrew my now-softened penis from Yakumo's body. To prevent the semen from flowing back out of Yakumo's uterus, I tore off her cute little panties and stuffed the scraps into her vagina to stop the flow. Satisfied with my masterpiece, I gently buttoned up Yakumo's torn t-shirt, then mingled with the disembarking passengers and left the train.
The train doors closed again, and the train slowly pulled away. Yakumo remained dazed, pressed against the glass. (A nightmare...it must be a nightmare...) But the urine stains on the floor, the lingering tearing pain in her vagina, and even the still-warm semen deep within her uterus all honestly confirmed the fact that she had been violated. (Sister...Harima-senpai...I'm...I'm...I'm...corrupted...)
The thought of having her precious virginity stolen by a pervert, and the potential for pregnancy due to rape, made the young girl unable to hold back her tears any longer. She let the tears stream down her still-red face, slumped down on the stains of urine and semen, and sobbed, clutching her handbag tightly. Feeling the unforgettable souvenir inside her uterus, she was helplessly carried by the train to the next station.

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