Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine.

This guy failed three subjects; Han Chuan You has no idea how he did it.

Nakamura Taito immediately shut up: "Stop talking, Kankawa, how about I go to your house to lay low for a while?"

"No way, why don't you just stay in a hotel?"

"It costs money to stay in a hotel."

Nakamura Taito noticed the eye-catching girl at the back door, sighed again, and waved.

"Miss Kujo is here. Kankawa, go and greet her."

In his eyes, there was already a pathetic thick barrier between Han Chuan You and him. Not only was he good at academics, but he was also surrounded by so many beautiful girls. He was definitely a winner in life.

Damn it.

"Class is about to start, why are you here, Miss?"

The two leaned against the railing, attracting the attention of many passing students.

"I'm feeling a bit bored, so I'm skipping class with you."

Kujou Kouyu brushed a strand of hair from her shoulder, which brushed against his face, and he could smell the pleasant fragrance of her hair.

He raised his hand and scratched his itchy cheek: "Huh? You're joking about my future. I'm a model student."

"You mean greed, lust, and a love of food?"

"How could that be? You're slandering me."

Han Chuan You protested against the young lady's unfounded slander.

"Alright, are you coming or not? I think instead of studying hard for your future, you should try to please me, and then..."

A smile appeared on Kujou Kitsune's beautiful face as she continued:

"Whatever you want, the Kujo family might be able to make it happen for you."

"Really?"

Seeing the young lady nod, Han Chuan You pinched his chin thoughtfully for a moment, then solemnly spoke:

"I want to have a harem, I want to be the harem king."

Han Chuan You expressed the most basic thoughts of a boy.

As for his own strength, the throne placed high in the sky was already waiting for him to sit on; all that remained was this simple and straightforward thought.

The smile on Kujou Kitsune's lips gradually disappeared, then she frowned and gave him a deep look with her captivating fox eyes.

"You...you've got guts."

The young lady gave this final assessment.

"Of course, after all, I want to be the bravest man in the world."

In the end, Han Chuan You followed the young lady towards the lounge.

It's fine if he skips the class; with the young lady protecting him, the school won't expel him.

Skipping class to go on a date with a beautiful girl is also a worthwhile experience in life.

Yagyu Genon sat upright in his seat, organizing his notes from the previous class, his back ramrod straight.

As she closed her notebook, her eyes glanced unintentionally out the window, where she saw two people passing by outside the classroom.

The handsome young man and the beautiful young woman looked very well-matched.

Class is about to start, where are these two going?

Hanchuan Youya noticed Yagyu Genne looking over and waved to her.

This guy...

Yagyu Genon met Kujo Kitsune's gaze again as she nodded to her. He nodded politely back, a sense of frustration rising within him.

Inside Kujou Kitsune's private lounge.

The two sat at a wooden table by the floor-to-ceiling window, enjoying the tea and snacks that Yuka had brought over.

[Fellow Daoist has shared a cup of spiritual tea with you, which contains some body-tempering effects...]

Skipping this class was definitely worth it.

Han Chuanyou picked up his teacup and took a sip. The tea had a sweet aftertaste and a rich aroma. In addition, he felt a warm power flowing through his muscles and bones. Wherever it passed, his muscles became stronger and his bones became more solid.

He let out a comfortable sigh and put down his teacup: "What's the current situation with the Ashworth family you mentioned before?"

Nine fox feathers traced the rim of the teacup with their fingertips:

"The other side is coming on strong. The United Nations has launched an antitrust investigation into our businesses in California. Currently, the assets of the Kujo family have been frozen and they need to be subject to their investigation."

"So shameless?"

Anti-monopoly investigations... are still a sure-fire way to succeed.

If they are convicted, they will likely have to pay a hefty fine, and their businesses may also be seized. It's easy to imagine who ends up with the money.

Kujou Kitsune took a sip of tea:

"They're just a bunch of robbers disguised as a nation. While their businesses in California are important, they won't cripple the Kujo family."

Han Chuan You nodded in agreement.

As a former U.S. Secretary of State once said, lying, cheating, and stealing are skills that Americans must possess to demonstrate their exploration, progress, and glory.

If even those in power think this way, one can imagine what kind of bandit mentality permeates the entire country.

Chapter 132 The Scum of Scum, the Shadow in the Robe (One more chapter to go)

"I was just thinking that if the Kujo family went bankrupt, I would reluctantly support you."

"Will you support me?"

Kujou Kitsune seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up, chuckling with great pleasure.

"Sure, but that's on the condition that I give up my inheritance of the Kujo family and take your surname. However, as the heir of the Kujo family, I can't give up the Kujo family. So, there will only be one outcome for you in the end, and that is that I will take care of you."

She picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, leaned slightly forward, and brought it to the boy's lips. Her eyes were deep and captivating, giving Han Chuanyou the illusion that her pupils were red.

"Open your mouth."

Of course, Han Chuan You wouldn't refuse the beautiful girl's offer of food, so he opened his mouth and bit off half of it.

Nine fox feathers withdrew their hands, parted their lips slightly, and, seemingly unconcerned, put the other half into their mouths.

This seemingly unintentional yet deliberate action once again stirred up Han Chuanyou's nerves.

"You mean you want me to take your surname?"

"Is that not allowed?"

Kujou Kitsune took a sip of tea to cleanse her mouth of the sweetness from the pastries. Because she often needed to use her brain, both she and her mother had a sweet tooth, but they both kept their mouths shut.

Han Chuanyou immediately refused: "In my opinion, a man who takes another person's surname is like someone else's son."

"I never imagined that your surname was so important to you."

Nine fox feathers raised an eyebrow, showing great understanding.

"It's fine if you don't take my surname. When we have two children, one will take your surname and the other will take mine."

Han Chuan You looked helpless: "Miss Kujo, you're thinking too far ahead. Has our relationship reached the point of discussing marriage and having children?"

Kujo Kitsune replied matter-of-factly, “After all, you seem quite interested in having children with me. I’m just going along with your wishes. Besides, I’m the only son in the Kujo family, and I have to shoulder the responsibility of continuing the family line.”

"But I'm thinking about the process, not the result."

"Heh..." Kujou Kitsune chuckled lightly, "Then are you prepared to take responsibility?"

"No, after all, someone as outstanding as me would be a loss to the whole world if I belonged to only one person."

"Narcissism".

……

While enjoying his daily life on campus, Han Chuanyou also didn't forget to continue his business.

In the past two days, he dealt with a petty thief, and then two clueless hooligans followed.

However, the unexplained disappearance of such marginalized individuals, with no one else present, probably didn't cause much of a stir at the Metropolitan Police Department.

Bunkyo Ward, a luxurious residential area.

Through the perspective of the paper puppet, Han Chuan You discovers a bizarre pair in a roadside alley.

The man was holding a chain, the other end of which was attached to a woman in a trench coat, who was leaning against a telephone pole.

Wow... they really know how to play!

Han Chuanyou felt that compared to himself, this was truly abnormal.

It's no wonder this is a wealthy area; they're not home at night, they're out doing this kind of thing.

However, in Han Chuanyou's eyes, this was not some kind of romantic gesture between lovers or husband and wife.

The woman's humiliated expression clearly showed that she resisted the man's behavior.

Furthermore, the man's head was clearly marked with the label "Lust Demon".

You have discovered traces of the demon race...

The woman's neck was pulled forcefully.

Arai Teru kicked the woman from behind:

"Alright, get up. Honestly, it's all gone in one go. I told you to drink more water. You're not satisfied at all."

As the son of a prominent politician, Teru Arai enjoys the pleasure of treating women like livestock.

Watching them grovel and tremble before him gave him a sense of superiority.

It's not that he has power, but rather that his father wields considerable power in the island nation's political arena, allowing him to act recklessly under his father's protection. Therefore, he was destined to be superior to others from birth.

His father also adopted a laissez-faire attitude towards him, as long as he didn't offend those big families and important figures.

The Death God incident caused quite a stir some time ago, so he stayed home quietly for a while. But these days, the Death God has suddenly disappeared. His father said he went to Ryukyu.

So he immediately decided to give his beloved dog some fresh air.

"I'm sorry, Master..."

Furukawa Taiho immediately lowered his head obediently, adopting an extremely humble posture.

She was originally a waitress at a high-end restaurant, but was targeted by Teru Arai while dining there. He then threatened her with her husband's career and the lives of her family.

In the end, she was forced to submit, and her life was filled with darkness. Every day she suffered the humiliation of having her personality trampled on, and many times she thought about ending it all.

"You know what to do when you encounter strangers later, right? Don't make me remind you."

"Yes……"

"What should we call it?"

The woman let out a sob.

"good."

He smiled with satisfaction, led the woman across an alleyway, and then suddenly heard footsteps coming from inside.

A flicker of excitement crossed his eyes. He wondered how this unexpected passerby would react to the scene. Would they be terrified and run away? Or... would they want to give it a try too?

He slowed his pace, took the woman beside him's hand, and stepped into the alley, preparing to surprise this passerby.

However, as the figure in front of him gradually became clearer, his pupils trembled wildly.

"You...you...the Grim Reaper?"

Han Chuanyou held Qingling in his arms and slowly approached. The streetlights, which flickered from time to time, cast shadows that were sometimes bright and sometimes dim on the mask on his face.

He glanced at the woman whose pupils had suddenly brightened, then looked at Arai Teru, whose expression was stiff.

"You're really good at having fun."

"No... I don't know how to play at all." Arai Teru shook his head repeatedly, feigning ignorance. "We're just a young couple going for a walk. What does Lord Death want with me?"

Arai Teru subtly tugged at the chain, wanting Furukawa Taihou to explain for him.

If Taihou Furukawa reveals even a hint of being forced, he fears he might not be able to return alive.