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

As night fell, the living room was lit with warm lights.

Han Chuan Meiyue leaned lazily against the sofa, her long legs draped over Han Chuan You, one hand slowly cleaning her ear while watching a variety show.

Han Chuan You continued reading "Classic Origami Dolls," using her legs as a support for the book, occasionally pinching them, using the excuse of a massage to feel the firmness of her calves.

Ignoring his restless hands, Mizuki Hanakawa casually asked:

"Why are you suddenly learning origami? Is the school requiring us to fold origami cranes to donate to charity?"

"Of course not. Even if you want to do charity, what's the point of folding origami cranes? If you really want to give them away, you might as well buy ready-made ones online."

Han Chuanyu didn't quite understand the self-pity of islanders. When they were in disaster, the last thing they wanted was origami cranes. They took up space in other relief supplies and were useless; they were even too much trouble to use as firewood.

"Hmm? So you want to learn some interesting origami to make girls happy?"

"How did you know? Once I learn how to fold a big heart for you, it will represent all my love for you."

Han Chuan Meiyue gave a disgusted look: "How cheesy."

A moment later, after cleaning her ears, she leaned over and grabbed Han Chuanyou's head, trying to press it against her lap.

"Your turn. Let me see if you're dirty inside."

"I still need to read books."

"It doesn't affect anything."

"That's hard to say."

The two mounds in front of him alone were enough to completely cover him up.

Cleaning her own ears is one of Mizuki's hobbies. In her words, removing the dirt is like removing all her worries, which is very stress-relieving.

"Stop talking nonsense." Han Chuan Mei Yue pressed his head against her legs to prevent him from moving. "Are you ready? I'm going to come in. I'll be gentle and promise it won't hurt."

"Don't say such strange things."

Resting my head on her full, soft legs, the thin nightgown barely blocked the warmth of her skin, and the tip of my nose was filled with the rich fragrance of Mizuki.

Han Chuan Meiyue slowly lowered her body, gently probing her ear pick into his ear canal, her full breasts pressing against him.

The warm touches on both cheeks were completely different; one side of her thigh was supple and elastic, while the other side felt soft and enveloping, and the back of her head sank into her soft little belly.

After being bombarded by brainwaves, Han Chuan You simply closed his eyes.

Meiyue's movements were very gentle. The cool ear pick was inserted into the ear canal and gently rotated inside the ear, giving a tingling and comfortable feeling.

"It's quite clean, there's not much dirt on it. I'll replace the ear."

The sound was very close, like breathing into your ear, like ASMR, making you want to squint your eyes comfortably.

He rolled over, this time facing Meiyue's little belly directly. With his breathing, Meiyue's little belly would contract from time to time, which looked particularly interesting.

Han Chuanyou couldn't help but press against her, the soft, warm fragrance filling his nostrils. He wrapped his arms around her waist and rubbed against her stomach like a cat, his cheeks sinking into the fragrant warmth, completely unwilling to move.

Feeling the intense heat seeping through her clothes, Han Chuan Mei Yue trembled and bit her lip lightly.

"what are you doing?"

"It's just a loving hug, Miyuki, you're so sensitive, acting like a little girl." Han Chuanyou's voice was teasing.

"Let me go."

Han Chuan Meiyue felt a warm current surging through her body from her stomach, making her feel somewhat hot.

"No, let me inhale a little longer, you smell so good, Mizuki."

"You're not going to listen, are you?"

This guy is getting more and more perverted. Han Chuan Meiyue felt that if this continued, she was afraid she would really do something wrong.

She has professional ethics; at least let me wait these two years before talking about it.

She put away the ear pick, deftly rolled over, grabbed his hand, and nimbly wrapped her legs around his neck, locking her ankles in a perfect triangle lock, ready to teach him a lesson.

"It seems I've been giving you far too much kindness all this time, and you don't know your own worth."

This guy really doesn't know how hard he's been holding back. It would have been enough to let him take advantage of me a little and maintain our ambiguous relationship, but he's gone too far and started flirting with me.

However, with this movement, Han Chuan You's nose was directly facing... the breath she was exhaling made her unconsciously increase the pressure.

"Don't get so agitated, I can't breathe."

Those thighs are really strong. If they exert any more force, Han Chuan You is worried that he will lose his neck. However, this subtle position is directly facing Mizuki's triangle area. Because of this movement, the fabric is slightly stretched and appears taut.

The details before my eyes... are incredible...

But now is not the time to worry about that; he's about to burst from holding it in.

With a quick movement of his waist, he raised his hand to press down on her leg, easily freeing himself from between her thighs. Before Meiyue could react, he grabbed her hand and pinned her down on the sofa in a riding position.

Sitting on Mizuki's slender and supple waist, Han Chuanyou's knees rested on either side of her, and he grabbed her hands and pressed them to his ears, looking at her triumphantly.

"Things have changed. You can't control me anymore, Mizuki."

Han Chuan Mei Yue, her hair loose, lay back on the sofa, staring at the boy on top of her.

She struggled to free her wrists, but they were firmly held in place. She could only frown and glare at him: "Let me go... Xiao You, you've got some nerve, daring to treat me like this!"

Han Chuanyou smiled and looked down at her pretty face: "So, do you submit or not?"

In the past, he was always the one being pinned down by Mizuki, but now the roles are reversed, and he's the one on top.

It's truly a case of the younger brother turning the tables and riding on his older sister's back.

"Dream on. I advise you to be sensible."

“Then there’s nothing I can do,” he said, his grip still tight. “I won’t let go easily.”

"you……"

Seeing his posture and the look in his eyes, Han Chuan Mei Yue's breathing quickened, and her heart felt a surge of heat. She had been so easily overpowered; Xiao You had really grown up. Just a short while ago, she couldn't even beat him.

But their arrogance made her feel that her position as the older sister was being challenged, and her voice turned colder:

"Let me go, or I'll get angry."

The lingering influence of those years still remained, and Han Chuanyou was still somewhat afraid.

He was preparing to quit while he was ahead, but his gaze inadvertently drifted downwards.

During the playful fight, two buttons on Meiyue's pajamas popped open at some point, revealing her fair skin.

In the dark, velvety sky, a half-moon shone through the window, adding a touch of excitement to the atmosphere between the two.

Following his gaze, Han Chuan Meiyue glanced down, raised an eyebrow at him, and asked in a tone that was both charming and dangerous, "Is it very beautiful?"

"It's alright," Han Chuan You coughed and looked away somewhat awkwardly.

"You scoundrel, let me go right now."

"Ok."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go, Han Chuan Mei Yue immediately got up, pushed him to the ground, straddled his waist, pinched his ears with both hands, and glared at him angrily.

"You little brat, how dare you treat me like this? You're getting bolder and bolder."

The swaying light made Han Chuanyou embarrassed to look directly at it, so he turned his head away and reminded him, "Mizuki, you should at least tidy yourself up first."

"Now you feel embarrassed? You saw it when you were a kid."

After giving his ear a hard twist, Han Chuan Mei Yue calmed down a bit, buttoned up her pajamas with one hand, and straightened the collar.

After doing all that, she still felt unsatisfied, so she tapped his head a few more times while remaining seated on him.

The sensation at his waist was clear, and Han Chuanyou remained silent for a long while:

"Mizuki, you should get up."

He's about to get up if you don't get up soon.

"I won't forgive you so easily."

Instead of getting up, she slightly raised her back and deliberately sat down heavily, causing Han Chuanyou beneath her to groan.

"Be gentle, you're going to kill me..."

"Serves you right for treating me like this. I raised you all these years."

"I can't keep letting you bully me."

"I've taken care of you for so long, what's wrong with letting me bully you a little? Little brothers are born to be bullied by their older sisters, is there a problem with that?"

Han Chuan Mei Yue initially found sitting on him quite comfortable, but gradually, she looked at Han Chuan You lying on the ground and, maintaining her posture as the eldest sister, adjusted her position.

"Xiao You, you really are a pervert..."

"I'm so sorry."

Han Chuanyou lay flat; what could he do?

He is a pervert, even though he is a human being.

Chapter 17 Successfully Completed, Fire Extinguished

Han Chuan Mei Yue looked down at him, and finally slowly stood up, her legs feeling a little weak.

I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight either.

This mature body is becoming increasingly susceptible to provocation; if this continues, it might truly lead it down a path of crime.

Thinking of this, she glared at Han Chuanyou with embarrassment and annoyance.

Han Chuanyou sat up, and the atmosphere became subtly awkward.

He tried to say something to ease the tension, but what came out of his mouth was: "Um... thank you for the meal."

"You are looking for death!"

Han Chuan Mei Yue grabbed a cushion from the side and threw it at them.

The cushion hit his chest, and the slight awkwardness between them disappeared.

Han Chuanyou rubbed the spot where he had been hit, secretly pleased with himself.

I really am a chat genius.

……

The two then returned to their previous way of interacting.

Han Chuan Youya calmed down and continued reading "Classic Origami Dolls".

Turning to the last page and reading the last word, the three words "Paper Puppet Technique" floating on the page transformed into a ray of light invisible to mortals and drifted into his mind.

Immediately afterwards, the complete method for making paper puppets appeared in his mind.

Paper puppets, as the name suggests, are puppets made of paper. The materials required are simple: just ordinary paper, along with the essence blood of demonic beasts, and various talismans are inscribed on the paper.

Once formed, the paper figure can be manipulated to perform simple reconnaissance and spying tasks.

After the variety show ended, Han Chuan Meiyue glanced at the time, sat up, and said, "It's time to sleep. I have to go to work tomorrow."

"understood."

After responding, Han Chuanyou got up and prepared to go back to his room to try out the new spell he had acquired.

The two turned off the lights and went upstairs. They were both used to living on the second floor, while the bedroom on the first floor was used as a guest room.

Back in his room, Han Chuanyou couldn't wait to start preparing.

The materials needed for the paper puppet are: the essence blood of the demon beast, which you have yourself; and the paper, which is best if it has been soaked in spiritual liquid, which you don't have, but ordinary A4 paper will do.

He took out several sheets of A4 paper from his desk drawer, found some scissors, and started cutting the A4 paper. Paper scraps kept falling, and finally he cut out ten small paper figures in the shape of the Chinese character "大" (da).

The craftsmanship wasn't very good; each paper figure was different. Han Chuanyou shook his head, feeling that they were just like those made in kindergarten craft class, but as long as they were usable, it was fine.

Next, he began to draw the talisman, taking out the small jade bottle containing the essence blood of a demon beast from his storage ring.

The blood essence of the Iron-Headed Dog is a rich scarlet color, and it doesn't have the bloody stench you might expect. Instead, it has a unique fragrance, like wildflowers mixed with the smell of rust.

He found a brush, dipped it in his blood essence, concentrated his mind and breath, circulated his spiritual power, and followed the methods of the paper puppet technique to first draw a spirit-controlling talisman on the forehead of the paper figure.

The essence blood seeped into the paper as soon as it touched it, leaving pale red lines on the white paper, faintly glowing. Then came the Wind Riding Talisman, Body Strengthening Talisman, Lightness Talisman, Detection Talisman...

Layer upon layer of talismans with special effects landed on the limbs and torso of the paper figure.

I made a total of ten paper figures, and eight of them were successful. Two of them had their runes fall apart halfway through drawing, so they were considered scrap.