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

"These are things you shouldn't have to bear."

The fact that such a large house as the Yagyu residence ultimately required a young boy to help solve the problem made her feel somewhat ashamed.

The handkerchief carried the same sweet fragrance as Aunt Masako.

Han Chuanyou's lips curled slightly, and he said earnestly, "I don't want to betray Aunt Yako's trust."

Masako Yagyu felt a slight warmth in her chest and her heart was beating a little faster.

She quickly calmed her chaotic thoughts, turned around, and gave the instructions:

"Clean up the temple grounds, and that concludes today's business."

She looked at Yagyu Yosuke on the other side again.

"The prestige of the Yagyu family's main branch cannot be challenged, and I do not wish to see blood again."

"you……"

Yagyu Yosuke slumped in his chair, his face deathly pale, his lips trembling, but he couldn't utter a single word. The guards behind him exchanged bewildered glances. With Yagyu Masataka dead, the guards were leaderless, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of dread.

In the end, he could only order his men to clean up Yagyu Masataka's body and dared not linger any longer.

After Yagyu Yosuke and the others left.

Hankawa Yu was stopped by Yagyu Satoru.

He wanted to have a talk with the boy in front of him.

Yagyu Satoru is now quite satisfied with Hanukawa Yu. Hanukawa Yu has extremely high talent in swordsmanship and his temperament is also unmatched by ordinary people. He is definitely the best candidate to be the next head of the Yagyu family.

Even if you don't have the surname Liusheng, it doesn't matter; you can just change it.

Inside the room, Yagyu Satoru inquired about his background and some basic information, becoming increasingly satisfied.

Regardless of family background or other circumstances, they are excellent candidates for marriage into the family.

A moment later, the two came out of the house.

The look in Yagyu Satoru's eyes as he looked at Hankawa Yu had taken on a different meaning, implying respect.

It was still Han Chuan You's work.

To avoid leaving any trace, he now has another tool under his command.

His actions today, though confined to the realm of mortals, still managed to attract attention. Such strength is quite extraordinary for someone his age.

One of Death's defining characteristics is his exceptional swordsmanship; he doesn't want to leave any trace.

Moreover, by winning over this highly respected figure in the Yagyu family elders' council, Aunt Masako's position as head of the family would not be so easily shaken.

As for Yagyu Yosuke and the others who had just left, he certainly wouldn't let them go either.

Han Chuanyou's consciousness swept over the pigeons standing on the treetops outside the house.

The pigeons seemed to sense something, and were startled, they took flight and flew away into the distance.

On the road, a convoy consisting of two minivans and one sedan was driving slowly.

In the back seat of the sedan, located between two vans, Yagyu Yosuke's eyes were gloomy.

My most beloved brother died just like that, because of a so-called life-or-death struggle.

Now that they have lost Yagyu Masataka, it is inevitable that their branch will decline.

He and his brother have always had a very good relationship. They grew up together, sharing everything, and even their wives.

With his brother dead, he now has to support the family. His sister-in-law must be heartbroken, and the last thing he wants to see is his loved one shed tears.

He didn't care about any Bushido spirit; he was determined to avenge his brother and make them pay the price.

He knew all about what Yagyu Masataka had done before, and knew a group of people who specialized in creating so-called "accidental" incidents.

He also had those people's contact information, and with that in mind, he opened his contacts and prepared to contact them.

He wanted to stage an accident to make them understand the pain of losing a family member.

Just then, a white dove flew across the sky directly above the road, and a clump of bird droppings fell squarely, hitting the center of the windshield of a car that was driving onto the bridge.

"Tsk."

The driver frowned, his obsessive-compulsive disorder kicking in, and subconsciously pressed the washer button, then turned on the windshield wipers.

However, bird droppings are sticky and thick, and when soaked in water, they become a sticky mess, turning the windshield into frosted glass, making it impossible to see anything.

The "accident" that Yagyu Yosuke wanted began from this point.

Chapter 165 I was here first!

The driver quickly sprayed windshield washer fluid again, leaned forward, and squinted, trying to see the road ahead through the blurry glass.

When his vision finally cleared, the rear of a black sedan was already inches away, and he instinctively swerved the steering wheel sharply to the left.

A dump truck loaded with construction waste, which was driving normally nearby, was startled by the car that suddenly entered its lane, and the driver reflexively swerved to the left to avoid it.

The heavy vehicle crashed through the central guardrail, and the steel fence shattered instantly upon impact, scattering fragments everywhere.

The truck, propelled by its powerful momentum, crashed into the oncoming lane.

At that moment, Yagyu Yosuke's convoy happened to arrive at this location.

Upon seeing the large truck rushing towards him, Yagyu Yosuke was terrified and instinctively leaned back.

"Hey?"

The call had barely been connected when the out-of-control truck in the opposite lane crashed heavily into the side of the van at the front of the convoy, kicking up dust.

"boom!!"

With a deafening roar, the van was like a can that had been stepped on; the entire body was dented and deformed, and it was pushed sideways by the enormous impact, with the chassis lifting up and sparks flying as it rubbed against the ground.

The front of the car crashed through the guardrail beside the bridge, and the whole car hung precariously in mid-air. After a moment's pause, it plunged into the river below the bridge, splashing water several meters high.

The driver slammed on the brakes, and Yagyu Yosuke's phone flew out of his hand due to inertia.

Finally, they managed to stop it.

Before Yagyu Yosuke could even breathe a sigh of relief, a sharp tire screeching sound came from behind.

A truck fully loaded with containers was approaching at a considerable speed when the driver noticed the sudden accident ahead and slammed on the brakes.

The tire left four charred scratches on the asphalt road.

However, the distance was too close and the speed was too fast, so the brakes were not very effective.

The container truck driver gritted his teeth and desperately turned the steering wheel to the right. The front of the truck barely avoided the rear of the large truck, but the long cargo bed swung sideways due to inertia, making a piercing metallic twisting sound.

The container truck, like an iron rod weighing over ten tons, swept sideways towards Yagyu Yosuke's car and the van behind him filled with bodyguards.

Hearing the noise, Yagyu Yosuke turned around and saw the long carriage swinging towards him.

In his horrified gaze, the car was struck broadside by a shipping container, the entire vehicle was violently impacted, and it overturned and slid toward the edge of the bridge.

The glass shattered, the steel twisted, the airbags deployed instantly, only to be punctured by the broken glass. As the car rolled over the bridge railing, Yosuke Yagyu saw the bottomless river below and the wreckage of the van, still sinking on the surface.

A feeling of weightlessness came over me as the car plunged from the high bridge into the river, splashing water everywhere.

The escort vehicle behind it was not spared either. After being hit in the front by the container, the entire vehicle spun and crashed into the bridge railing, creating a huge gap in the railing. The escort vehicle then overturned into the river, nose down.

The icy river water poured in through the shattered car window, and Yagyu Yosuke struggled with all his might to crawl out of the window and surface.

On the wide river, several guards who had escaped from the car were gathered.

The driver next to him had just surfaced when he was struck head-on by the falling van. The enormous impact caused the driver and three or four guards to cough up blood and sink into the water, leaving a dark red stain on the surface.

Yagyu Yosuke narrowly escaped death, his face turning deathly pale with fright.

Not finished yet.

Just then, he noticed a huge shadow overhead; the massive shipping container was falling straight down from the bridge.

He instinctively looked up and cried out in horror:

"Quick, run!"

The remaining guards watched the massive object crash down and swam desperately to the side, but they couldn't keep up with the speed at which the container was falling.

The huge container slammed into the water, creating waves several meters high. The ripples spread out, carrying with them fragments of unknown human bodies and blood.

Several guards were directly hit, their skulls shattered, their internal organs ruptured, and they fell silent instantly.

One life after another vanished before his eyes. Yagyu Yosuke once again narrowly escaped death, but he was utterly terrified.

No, I have to swim back to shore!

He frantically swam with all his might towards the riverbank.

at this time,

"Waaah!"

The sound of a ship's horn came from behind, seemingly very close.

Yagyu Yosuke turned his head away, his eyes blazing with fury.

A massive cargo ship, laden with sand and gravel, was sailing straight toward him, its bow cleaving the water and sending up white spray.

"No! Don't! Stop! Stop now!"

He screamed at the top of his lungs, desperately paddling forward with his hands, trying to escape the water, but how could a person in the water outrun a giant steel ship?

Such a large cargo ship cannot be stopped so easily. The helmsman noticed the abnormality on the water and tried his best to turn the rudder. The ship slowly turned, but the inertia was too great, and the huge ship continued to sail towards that area of ​​water.

The ship crashed into him, and Yagyu Yosuke felt an overwhelming force strike his back, shoving him directly into the water. Everything went black, and the world spun around him.

He struggled to open his eyes, and in the murky river water, he saw a huge, rapidly spinning propeller.

"Ugh! Ugh!!"

He was desperate and frantically swung his arms to try to escape, but he was still mercilessly pulled into the blades.

The paddle churned his flesh and blood, and bubbles and dark red liquid surged up, only to be quickly dispersed by the water flow.

……

At this point, Yagyu Satoru also took his leave.

Han Chuanyou's face turned pale again.

He shook his head.

This time it wasn't an act; I was genuinely a little nervous.

Unable to take action on the spot, he had spent more than ten minutes deducing different futures before finding a key point that could kill them all. His mental energy was temporarily depleted.

Yagyu Masako noticed that something was wrong with him, raised her hand to support his shoulder, and looked at him with concern.

"Yu-kun? Are you still a little uncomfortable with the blood you just saw?"

Indeed, Han Chuanyou is, after all, a student. It would be a bit too much for him to take away a precious life with his own hands.

Even as an observer, the scene still made her somewhat uncomfortable.

Moreover, he did it himself.

Just now, Yagyu Satoru was there, he must not have wanted to reveal his discomfort, so he forced himself to be strong.

To think that he would do so much for me, he really loves me. Masako Yagyu felt a surge of warmth flow through her heart and throughout her body.

Is it really worth it for someone to go to such lengths for themselves?

"Hmm, I feel a little dizzy."

Han Chuan You nodded, that was the only explanation he could come up with, and he didn't want to appear too unlike a student.

"Then let me rub it for you."

Yagyu Masako turned around, lifted his head, and let him lean against her, placing the back of his head in front of her. She gently massaged the boy's temples with her slender fingers.

Han Chuan You didn't react for a moment.

The soft texture under the dress was very noticeable, and the gentle pressure from the fingertips, along with the delicate fragrance lingering in the air, made it an exceptionally enjoyable experience.

He couldn't help but rub his head against the soft cushion, shifting to a more comfortable angle.

The touch in front of her made Yagyu Masako's cheeks flush. She realized that her concern had been too deep just now, and she couldn't help but glance at Tsurune and Anna on the other side.

A hint of worry appeared in Yagyu Tsurune's eyes, but she didn't see anything wrong with it, as did Yagyu Anna.