Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

Chapter 150 The So-Called Traitor: The Minister Was Tortured

During a casual chat after class, Nakamura Taito turned around, his expression excited: "Kankawa, have you heard? The International Academy of Astronautics has told all countries not to respond to messages from aliens. There must be a deeper meaning behind this, and it's too easy to overthink things."

Young people are always full of curiosity about the unknown.

"Of course I've heard of it. It's the Dark Forest Theory, to prevent Earth from being targeted."

In recent years, this trend has indeed created a strong sense of disconnect.

The release of UFO documents by the United States and the so-called South Heavenly Gate Project by China are increasingly unsettling, giving people the illusion that aliens will visit Earth the next day and establish diplomatic relations with us.

Nakamura Taito's eyes lit up: "Does that mean that aliens really exist in the universe? The United States recently announced the existence of aliens."

"Extraterrestrials certainly exist, right?"

Han Chuan You never believed that humans were the only intelligent life in the universe, otherwise it would be too terrifying.

The universe is so vast. As long as the probability of intelligent life existing is not zero, then aliens must exist. He has been a staunch supporter of the theory of the existence of aliens since childhood.

Now that we ourselves can cultivate immortality, it's even more likely that humanity's understanding of the universe remains within an extremely narrow scope.

Surround.

Nakamura Taito couldn't help but connect the aliens with the recent events involving the Grim Reaper: "Then, Kankawa, do you think the Grim Reaper could be an alien?"

"Who knows? Maybe he's an alien high school student who landed on Earth in his spaceship and is hiding his identity and causing trouble every day."

"Your deduction is too far-fetched. How could the Grim Reaper be an alien high school student?"

Taito Nakamura shook his head, but quickly added with great interest: "However, many people online believe that Death is an alien vanguard, responsible for investigating Earth's technological level in preparation for subsequent exchanges or invasion."

"If it's for invasion," Nakamura Taito said, then clutched his head and sighed, "It's over, humanity is doomed."

"Not necessarily. What if aliens said they wanted to enslave humanity, forcing us to work four hours a day, four days a week with three days off, and giving us 100 grams of gold a month? To ensure we could keep working, they'd provide free medical care if we got sick, and even assign us wives to maintain the population. In the end, we'd be tortured until we were 45, with only half our lifespan left to live out our remaining years. What would you do?"

"Alien officer, please come in."

The traitor Nakamura Taito immediately abandoned his so-called tragic idea of ​​resisting to the end for the sake of the earth.

"Is that all you've got?"

"They are not slaves to us, they are saviors of mankind."

After the last class of the afternoon, Han Chuanyou slung her backpack over her shoulder and headed towards the club building.

On the way, I saw from afar that Yagyu Genne was being helped by a girl towards the infirmary. The girl had a furrowed brow and was walking slowly with a limp.

Han Chuan You quickly walked through the crowd, stepped forward, and looked down at the girl's feet: "What happened to your feet?"

The girl next to her was clearly familiar with Han Chuanyou's face and quickly explained, "Xu Yin twisted her ankle when she went downstairs for home economics class. I took her to the infirmary to put ice on it."

Han Chuanyou smiled and thanked him, "Leave it to me, thank you, you can go ahead with your work."

The boy's smile captivated the girl, causing her cheeks to flush.

Realizing what had happened, she waved her hands repeatedly.

"It's okay, we're all classmates. I'm leaving now, so I'll leave the music to you. Bye-bye."

After the girl left, Han Chuanyou took her hand, his tone slightly helpless: "Does it hurt a lot? You twisted your ankle going down the stairs, how reckless of you."

The girl's limping appearance was strangely comical, causing Han Chuan You's lips to involuntarily curve into a smile.

Noticing his gaze, the girl felt a little embarrassed and annoyed: "Are you laughing at me?"

"No, I'm just worried about you. How much longer do you have to walk at this rate?" Han Chuanyou opened his arms, gesturing to her, "Princess carry or koala carry, choose one."

"Dream on." The girl turned her face away.

"Why are you so shy? Then get on my back," Han Chuanyou bent down in front of her. "I'll reluctantly carry you over. Come on up."

After a moment's hesitation, the girl blushed slightly and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Han Chuanyou supported her thigh and slowly got up.

The girl felt the warmth of the boy's hand on her thigh, and sensing his refreshing and pleasant scent, her ankle didn't hurt as much anymore.

Feeling embarrassed by the stares of the surrounding students, she instinctively straightened her posture and kept her distance from the boy.

"How can you carry me with your weight on your back?" Han Chuanyou lifted her up, and the girl's body immediately leaned forward, pressing her whole body against his back.

Not too big, not too small, still showing signs of immaturity.

"rogue."

The girl's cheeks burned, she muttered a curse under her breath, and bit his shoulder.

Han Chuanyou turned into a shady forest path, feeling a stinging sensation on his shoulder like a mosquito bite: "You climbed onto my back, letting me do whatever I wanted, and you still dared to bite me? Are you a puppy?"

He patted her from behind; the safety shorts slightly affected the feel of the hand, which was a bit of a shame.

"You're the puppy—"

Although there was no one around on the path, Yagyu Genon was still extremely shy, burying her head in his neck as if trying to hide her shame, afraid that others would see this embarrassing scene.

There was only one female teacher on duty in the infirmary at the moment. The room was spacious, with a row of medicine cabinets against the wall, a simple desk by the window, and a row of observation beds covered with white sheets on the other side. The beds were separated by off-white folding curtains, which were now folded up on the iron racks at the head of the beds.

Seeing a handsome young man carrying a young woman walk in, the school nurse stood up and asked, "What's going on?"

"This student twisted their ankle."

Although the nurse in front of him could only be described as pretty, her figure made Han Chuanyu think that she was worthy of appearing in a special episode.

Even a white coat can't hide it.

The nameplate above reads her name, Minami Shiraishi. She is indeed beautiful.

"Let's get her to bed first, and I'll get you some ice to put on her."

"Okay, Minami-sensei."

Seeing that the boy's gaze kept following the school nurse, Yagyu Genon pinched his waist and said, "Pervert."

"I'm just looking at the teacher's name, don't think of me in such a dirty way."

Han Chuanyou explained in a serious tone that he carried the girl to a small bed and gently laid her down.

Minami Shiraishi brought them ice packs and towels: "Here, remember to apply them through the towel, otherwise you'll easily get frostbite."

"Thank you, teacher."

Han Chuan You took the items.

The sight of the young men and women before her made Minami Shiraishi reminisce about her own youth. A smile played on her lips as she discreetly drew the curtains from the bedside.

Pull the child up.

This time, Yagyu Genon was finally able to relax a bit.

"You need to take off your stockings, I'll help you."

Han Chuanyou didn't allow her to refuse. He lifted the girl's legs and placed them on his own lap. He hooked the edge of her stockings with his fingers, and the black stockings came off, instantly revealing her fair skin, which was dazzlingly white and so delicate that her pores were almost invisible.

As Yagyu Genon sensed the boy's movements, she turned her head away, as if enduring some kind of humiliation, her cheeks flushed slightly pink.

This scene gave Han Chuanyou a unique kind of stimulation.

He said righteously, "Xianyin, I'm warning you, when you're dealing with someone with ill intentions, this will only excite them more."

Yagyu Tsurune turned her head: "Get out of here, or I'll kick you to death."

Han Chuanyou looked at her bare, fair feet and nodded earnestly: "Please be sure to kick them over here."

The girl was discouraged and helpless against the perverted boy, so she could only let him do as he pleased.

A towel wrapped with an ice pack was placed on her slightly red and swollen ankle, and Yagyu Genon felt a shiver from the cold.

"Bear with it, it'll be over soon. It doesn't look too serious."

While applying ice, Han Chuanyou gently massaged the girl's ankle.

Yagyu Genon felt there was something strange about his method, and looked at him suspiciously: "Are you taking advantage of me?"

"This is my exclusive massage technique, which promotes blood circulation and removes blood stasis. Combined with ice packs, I guarantee you'll be jumping around again in no time."

Han Chuanyou gently pinched her ankle with his fingertips, activated the Sweet Dew Technique, and infused it with spiritual energy.

"Um----

Yagyu Genon couldn't help but let out a comfortable hum, tilting his head back, tensing his insteps, his distinct toes curling and spreading, a particularly warm feeling spreading from his ankles along his calves all the way to his whole body.

"Student, washing bed sheets is a hassle, so please don't do anything unrelated."

Suddenly, the school nurse's instructions came from outside.

Yagyu Tsurune's cheeks flushed instantly, and she could only weakly explain, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion, "We didn't—"

The girl's phoenix eyes transformed into spring water, shimmering with a captivating light that was exceptionally alluring.

"Stop pressing it."

She bit her lower lip. How could it feel so good?

"It will be ready soon."

Han Chuanyou said softly, continuing to channel spiritual energy.

Suddenly, Yagyu Genon felt that her feet were more sensitive than ever before. She could only try to cover her mouth to keep quiet, and a thin layer of mist gradually appeared in her eyes.

Han Chuan You stared, somewhat stunned, at the minister's usually aloof and distant face, now showing a mixture of shyness and some indescribable emotion.

So she can make that kind of expression too.

after a while.

"ha----

Completely exhausted, Yagyu Genon leaned limply against the pillow, her eyes glazed over, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her lips parted, revealing the tip of her pink tongue through her pearly teeth.

Han Chuan You watched this scene and thought to himself, "Oh no, it's just a foot massage, right? I hope I haven't messed up the department head's behavior." The main thing is that his expression is so captivating that you just want to look at him a little longer.

"String Sound, wake up."

He leaned closer to the minister and poked her burning cheek with his finger, only to find that her expression was unexpectedly astringent.

Yagyu Genon's eyelashes trembled, her unfocused pupils slowly refocused, and after seeing the face so close to hers, she gritted her teeth and forced out a few words: "You—you bastard—"

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