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

Feeling the other person's teasing movements, the soft, wet touch made Han Chuanyou's heart flutter. The touch lightly brushed against his fingertips, warm and moist, bringing an electric-like sensation.

Yukishita Yuri's eyes gradually became hazy, as if covered with a layer of mist.

She leaned forward again, wrapped her arms around the boy's waist, and slipped her hand inside his shirt. Her cool fingertips traced his waist and moved upwards, her soft body pressed tightly against his. Through the thin fabric, the warm touch was exceptionally clear.

Only when she heard Hina's footsteps coming down the stairs, getting closer and closer, did she reluctantly let go of her hand, take a step back, and lower her eyes to straighten her slightly disheveled collar.

Han Chuanyou looked down at his moistened fingers, the tips still retaining a warm dampness.

Miss Lily is really good at this.

Yukinoshita Yuri knelt down again in front of the tea table, her hands folded on her knees, and smiled gently at him, as if the bold woman from before was not her.

"Yu! Which one do you want to play?"

Takahashi Hina jogged over and placed the game cartridge in front of him.

Han Chuan Youping calmed his slightly accelerated heartbeat.

"Any one will do, let's begin."

……

That evening, Hamabe Umikane reported the situation in Tokyo to Kanakawa Yu as scheduled.

"My Lord Death, the Metropolitan Police Department hasn't made any moves yet, but we can't rule out the possibility that they're planning a more covert operation. Also, regarding the United States, according to my information, William Jones has returned home, most likely to seek reinforcements. Next, they may take further action against you."

Han Chuanyou lay in the bathtub, the warm water enveloping his body, and he lazily responded.

"By the way, that video from last time..."

Hamabe Umiko hesitated for a moment, her tone tinged with a hint of probing.

She was far more shocked by the video than anyone else.

After all, she knew more about the inside story. The video of the Grim Reaper being dispatched to deal with those drug dealers that night was released that same night. Even if it was faked, it couldn't have been released so quickly, right?

The power of Death became increasingly unfathomable in her eyes.

"What do you think?"

Han Chuan You did not give a direct answer.

"I don't think... it's fake."

Hamabe Umiho said earnestly.

Han Chuan You smiled and didn't continue the topic.

Hamabe Umiho, sensing the situation, didn't press further and instead reported on another matter:

"By the way, the bounty on you, Lord Grim Reaper, has been increased recently. You are very tempting to those assassins now. Tokyo has received quite a few top assassins. Keep an eye out, and I will try my best to find their accurate information."

"Okay, it's up to you."

After the report concluded, Han Chuanyou disconnected the connection.

Assassin...

Han Chuanyou leaned against the edge of the bathtub, a slight smile playing on his lips. These were all experience babies who had come to him for free.

Chapter 149 The So-Called Traitor: The Minister Was Tortured

During a casual chat after class, Nakamura Taito turned around, looking excited:

"Han Chuan, 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 Southern 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 made it public that aliens exist."

"Aliens 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. From childhood to adulthood, he has been a staunch supporter of the theory of the existence of aliens.

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

Taito Nakamura couldn't help but connect aliens with the recent death of the Grim Reaper:

"Then Han Chuan, do you think the Grim Reaper might be an alien?"

"Who knows? Maybe he's an alien high school student who was stranded 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?"

Nakamura Taito 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 future communication or invasion."

“If it’s for invasion,” Nakamura Taito said, then covered 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 would provide medical care and even assign wives to us to maintain the population. In the end, we would be tortured until we were 45 years old before we could retire, 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 the ambition 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 Chuanyou quickly walked through the crowd, stepped forward, and looked down at the girl's feet: "What happened to your feet?"

The girl next to him was clearly familiar with Han Chuanyou's face and quickly explained:

"Xuanyin 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 about your business."

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:

"It hurts a lot? You twisted your ankle going down the stairs, that's really reckless."

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 making fun of me?"

"No, I'm just worried about you. How much longer will it take you to walk like this?" Han Chuanyou opened her 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 a bit, 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 as if he had been bitten by a mosquito on his shoulder: "You climbed onto my back and let me do whatever I wanted with you, 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 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.

Upon seeing a handsome young man carrying a young girl 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."

"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 instinctively drew the curtains beside her bed.

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 Genon turned his head and said, "Get out of here, or I'll kick you to death."

Han Chuanyou looked at her bare, fair feet and nodded seriously: "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 that his method was a bit strange, 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, it will guarantee that 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 crimson instantly, and she could only weakly try to 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.