Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

As the eldest daughter of the Kujo family, Kujo Kitsune is never short of insincere flattery.

From a young age, she was used to the smiles plastered on people's faces.

While he was saying flattering things, what he was really thinking about was the power and wealth of the Kujo family, or how to get something out of her.

She was so good at reading people's expressions that she didn't even need to guess; their thoughts were clearly written on their faces.

Greed, flattery, scheming, and jealousy are tiresome.

Until yesterday.

In the instant they brushed past each other in the corridor, she suddenly sensed the boy's thoughts beside her—vague, fragmented, yet unbelievably real.

There was no reverence for her status whatsoever; it was simply the most instinctive and straightforward thought of a teenage boy seeing a pretty girl.

Kujo Kitsune found it very interesting.

In a world where everyone wears a mask around her, there is actually one person who is completely unmasked in front of her.

Whether his thoughts were dirty or lewd, at least they were real, which gave her a kind of surprise she had never experienced before.

However, although prying into other people's inner thoughts can greatly satisfy human voyeuristic desires, as the eldest daughter of the Kujo family, she disdains doing such sneaky things.

Instead of eavesdropping in the shadows, it's better to openly tell the other person that you know what they're thinking.

"You actually have this ability?" Han Chuanyou said. "In that case, I think I need to stay away from you."

"Is that so?" Kujou Kitsune rested her chin on her hand and smiled nonchalantly. "But I have an offer that will tempt you. How about becoming my advisor? You won't refuse the price offered by the Kujou family."

As for friends? They're a luxury for her.

But having been raised in a prestigious family, she never thought that such a thing had any meaning. From the moment she told him that she could read minds, he only felt wary and distant towards her.

Therefore, instead of painstakingly maintaining a relationship that is destined to break down, it's better to bind each other with mutual benefits.

Just like her and Hongye, their relationship seemed alright on the surface, but there was still a hierarchy between them.

Moreover, as the future heir of the Kujo family, what she needs is never friends, but helpers.

To succeed her mother in that position, she must cultivate a trustworthy team and win over talents from all sides. If this young man is used properly, he may become a useful pawn, a pawn that can be absolutely trusted.

"A staff member?" Han Chuan You laughed. "Absolutely not."

A dignified cultivator like myself, becoming a subordinate of a mortal? It sounds absurd.

"How about one million yen a month?"

Han Chuan Youyi firmly refused, saying, "Absolutely not, I will never sell my body."

Two million.

"..."

"Still not enough? How about three million?"

As the pressure increased, Han Chuanyou felt like her body was no longer her own.

In an island nation, a recent graduate's monthly salary is only around 200,000 yen, so this is more than ten times that amount. Even in Tokyo, that's enough to live a very comfortable life.

Moreover, being this young lady's follower doesn't seem so difficult to accept when it comes to money.

After all, he still needed to torture her. Subversion is a fine tradition among the Japanese. Getting close to her first and then finding an opportunity to take the lead wasn't out of the question.

No.

He inwardly berated himself.

Han Chuan You, you are a person of principle. You have to do things if you take money. If you really become someone else's subordinate, how will you stand up straight in the future?

But... three million...

He suddenly realized how utterly useless he was.

He said that boys must be raised in a wealthy environment, otherwise they generally can't withstand this kind of financial onslaught.

Nine fox feathers curled their lips slightly: "You're tempted."

Han Chuanyou finally made up her mind: "I'm not tempted at all, I'll refuse no matter how much money it is."

In reality, my heart is bleeding.

Kujou Kitsune Feather raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat surprised:

"That's interesting. So, what do you want?"

"There's no way we're going to be staff members." Han Chuanyou leaned back, crossing her arms. "Speaking of which, the fact that you can read my mind means we're quite destined for each other. You could make me your boyfriend, I can reluctantly accept that."

A subtle silence fell over the air.

Kujou Kitsune stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly chuckled, "You're the first person to make this kind of request of me."

She picked up her teacup, took an elegant sip, and looked at him through the rim of the cup, her tone neither warm nor cold:

"Although you are good-looking, it's a pity that a boyfriend is not an inefficient component in my life plan."

Han Chuanyou shrugged. He hadn't really wanted to be her boyfriend anyway; he just wanted to discourage her.

Ultimately, the two did not reach an agreement.

After that, Kujo Kitsune didn't say anything more, and the two of them faced each other and ate their lunch quietly.

The young woman ate with minimal noise; her flawless face and elegant posture made every movement a delight to behold. The refined manners befitting a daughter of a prominent family were perfectly displayed in her.

Finally, the girl took out a handkerchief to lightly wipe the corner of her lips, gracefully rose while holding the hem of her skirt, and looked down at him with her back to the sunlight streaming in through the cafeteria's floor-to-ceiling windows:

"Man, you're the first person to reject me, but I'll make you say yes willingly."

"What kind of domineering female CEO speech is this?" Han Chuanyou silently complained.

"Do as you please, but I won't do anything too outrageous, or I'll be someone you don't want to mess with. I happen to be proficient in some hypnosis techniques, so I'll let you experience what it means to be powerless."

In fact, Han Chuanyou was hoping she would use some tricks on him, so he would have a reason to torture her. He wondered what changes would occur to him, and he was secretly looking forward to it.

"Hypnosis?"

Kujou Kitsune didn't take his words to heart. Instead, she raised an eyebrow and looked at him with a fox-like smile:

"You want me to take measures against you? Or... do you have some kind of special fetish?"

"..."

Han Chuan You remained silent for a moment.

How infuriating! How does this person know what I'm thinking? And they take things out of context, without any background, and I can't even refute them.

"This is complete slander! Can you stop looking at what I'm thinking?" he said irritably. "If this keeps up, I'll be thinking about hentai anime plots every day, with you as the main character, so you can watch to your heart's content."

"I can't help it. You'd better not do that. Even if it's vulgar, there's a limit."

Kujou Kitsune narrowed his eyes and continued:

"If you like that kind of storyline so much, I can find a few men for you to experience firsthand, and you'll be the female lead in all of them."

That look in his eyes didn't seem like a joke; it seemed like he really would do it to me.

After a brief exchange, Han Chuanyou realized that this woman was not someone to be trifled with. She appeared elegant, reserved, and dignified, but in reality, she was a cunning and ruthless character.

Like a witch.

He found what he considered to be a perfect adjective.

Nakamura Taito ran so fast just now, he must have heard of her reputation.

"yes."

Although he could use the Gu worms to torture her now and make her call him "Dad".

But there's no need. First, it would easily expose my abilities, and second, I don't know the true strength of the Kujo family. I haven't fully grown up yet, and if I really anger this young lady, I don't know what she might do to me.

Besides, there's plenty of time; we can take our time and have fun together.

Girls with this kind of personality really need to be properly disciplined.