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

Such a thankless and demanding job naturally wouldn't attract the interest of most people.

Instead of getting along with strangers in other classes, being influenced by the so-called senior-junior culture, and running errands for them, it's better to shine in your own class and enjoy the joy that a sports festival should have.

Seeing this, Hideko Sakura had no choice but to use her trump card, turning her attention to Yuu Kanakawa in the back row of the classroom.

"Kanchuan-kun, are you interested?"

"Me?" Han Chuan You raised his head.

The young female teacher's yearning gaze was hard to refuse, and Han Chuanyou was such a man without any bottom line.

Being an executive committee member isn't without its advantages; you'll most likely be spared from those sports activities, allowing you to slack off from the sidelines.

Thinking of this, he nodded and agreed: "I'm fine with it."

As expected of her best student, Hideko Sakura nodded with a smile:

"We still need two more students. Is there anyone else interested?"

The girls in the class were already itching to participate, and they all raised their hands in unison.

"Me! Teacher, I'd love to!"

"I want to participate too! I really want to contribute to my class!"

"Teacher, choose me!"

The scene of the girls scrambling to get ahead made the other boys both regretful and envious.

Hideko Sakura nodded in satisfaction.

"There are quite a few people, so let's start the vote now, and elect the candidates for the other positions as well."

The votes were being counted on stage. Han Chuanyou rested his chin on his hand, looking idly at the sky outside the window.

The first class of the morning ended with the class election. Before leaving, Hideko Sakura encouraged everyone to participate in sports.

"Han Chuan, what project do you plan to participate in?"

Nakamura Taito turned around and asked.

Han Chuanyou turned his head lazily: "We're all executive committee members now, how can we have the energy to participate? We'll have to rely on you guys."

"That's good," Nakamura Taito breathed a sigh of relief. "Indeed, Kankawa, with us in the class, you can rest assured to be our support."

Han Chuanyou raised an eyebrow: "Something's not right with you. Why do you seem like you're afraid I'll participate?"

"Of course, with you around, how could we possibly get ahead?"

Since Han Chuanyou didn't want to participate in the project, he stopped trying to hide it.

He had a deep understanding of Han Chuanyou's physical abilities; they were practically without any weaknesses.

Asking him which projects he would participate in was mainly to avoid him, lest he steal the spotlight and they end up as mere background figures.

He also bears the heavy responsibility of gathering information for the rest of Han Chuan You's opposition alliance.

"I've made up my mind!" Nakamura Taito suddenly clenched his fist. "I'm going to do my best at the sports festival. Maybe some girls will see my charm and fall for me."

As he spoke, he flexed his biceps, radiating an aura of exhilaration that seemed to say, "I'm about to shine!"

"Is it really necessary?"

Han Chuan You couldn't help but complain.

Just then, a subtitle appeared in front of him.

The Sect Grand Competition is approaching, with generous rewards—don't miss out!

[Personal ranking 5th to 10th: Choose any book from the first or second floor of the sect's scripture pavilion, and receive 300 mid-grade spirit stones]

[Personal ranking between 2nd and 4th: Choose any book from the second or third floor of the sect's scripture pavilion, and receive 500 mid-grade spirit stones]

[Ranked first in individual points: Access to the fourth floor of the sect's scripture pavilion and choose any book; 1000 mid-grade spirit stones]

The library? Han Chuanyou immediately thought of the school library.

He raised his hand and patted Nakamura Taito on the shoulder, his tone deep and serious:

“Nakamura, you can step down now. After thinking about it, as a member of the class as well, I would feel very guilty if my absence caused the class's grades to fall behind other classes.”

Nakamura Taito paused for a moment, then said, "You..."

Han Chuanyu nodded: "I can't do anything that would embarrass the group. It's my responsibility as a handsome guy from Tokyo."

"You bastard, Han Chuan, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"

"I don't want to let everyone down."

Nakamura Taito felt like he had been tricked.

Having no other option, he took out the newly distributed sports program booklet and placed it in front of him:

Which programs would you like to participate in?

Han Chuanyou checked off each of the group activities one by one.

"These."

Nakamura Taito breathed a sigh of relief again: "Oh, I'm relieved about that."

Han Chuan You wagged his index finger: "No, it's that I won't participate except for these."

He clenched his fist: "I want the rest!"

Nakamura Taito was intimidated by his imposing aura, then pointed at him, his finger trembling: "Damn it! Kankawa, you're making an enemy of all the boys in the school!"

"Hehehe..." Han Chuan You curled his lips into a low laugh, transforming into a villainous demon king, "I hope you can keep me from getting too bored..."

noon.

The dining location for Hanchuan Yu and the Yagyu sisters has been changed to the cafeteria.

The scenery outside is nice, but the sun is too strong today, so we'd better not eat out.

What's more, Mizuki slept in again today, probably because she played too wildly last night and I didn't prepare a lovingly prepared bento for her.

As a freshman, Anna Yagyu is looking forward to the upcoming sports festival.

"Big sister, does the kendo club have any activities during the sports festival?"

Yagyu Genon swallowed the food in his mouth before speaking:

"The opening ceremony included a kendo demonstration, which included basic movements and kendo kata performances. I was with this guy."

"Me?" Han Chuan You, who was eating ramen, looked up. "How come I didn't know?"

The so-called Kendo Kata demonstration is a sparring demonstration between two people. The attacker uses a katana and the defender uses a shitana to break the opponent's moves. It is very entertaining and requires the two people to have a good understanding of each other.

The two of them had no problem with this at all.

The girl glanced at him with her phoenix eyes, her lips glistening with oil, making them appear even redder and more delicious, which reminded Han Chuanyou of their last kiss.

"I didn't have a chance to tell you, but now you know."

"They made a decision without even consulting the parties involved? They don't take me seriously at all."

While protesting, Han Chuanyou spotted the half-eaten fried shrimp in her bento box, reached out with his chopsticks, picked it up, and stuffed it into his own mouth.

"..."

The girl glanced at him, a faint blush rising on her usually indifferent face. She pursed her lips and uttered two words.

"rogue."

Han Chuanyou's lips curled into a smile:

"Xuanyin, you're either a hooligan, a pervert, or this guy. Are we not close enough for you to call me by my first name?"

Anna Yagyu was eating a salmon rice ball on the side.

Upon hearing this, she thought for a moment and said with some surprise, "Oh right, I don't think I've ever heard you call my senior by his name before."

“I think these titles are quite fitting for your behavior.”

"No, that's very impolite. Call me You and let me hear it."

"Han Chuan, that's enough."

Yagyu Genon glanced at him expressionlessly, then picked up a piece of octopus sausage and put it in her mouth.

Han Chuan You shook his head and chuckled:

"Heh... Tsundere is outdated, Minister. After we get married, it won't be up to you anymore. How will you address me in the future? Like a Yamato Nadeshiko, Anata? Or will you call me by my name? Or sir? Or perhaps, after we have children, you'll call me Oto-san?"

Yagyu Genon bit her lower lip, recalling the scene from that time, and glared at him with embarrassment and annoyance.

"Nonsense, go eat your ramen."

Okay, darling~

Han Chuanyou rested his chin on his hand and looked at her.

Under the boy's undisguised gaze.

Sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows illuminated the girl's cool and aloof face. Her phoenix eyes were lowered, and the blush on her earlobes was gradually deepening, making them even more alluring. Her delicate earlobes, like strawberry milk candies, made one want to take a bite.

So cute.

Don't look at me like that.

I want to see it.

Anna Yagyu, who was eating a rice ball nearby, watched this scene with almond-shaped eyes and felt that she shouldn't be here at this moment, but should be under the table.

"Sister, you two are so mushy."

"You should say this guy."

Embarrassed and annoyed, the girl pushed her bento box to the opposite side, reached her chopsticks into Han Chuan You's noodle bowl, and along with the remaining char siu, shoved most of the ramen into her own bento.

"Hey, I haven't finished eating yet."

Yagyu Genon gritted her teeth: "If you're not going to eat, then don't eat."

After saying that, she picked up a large mouthful of ramen and put it in her mouth, as if afraid the other person would snatch it away.

"So cute."

Han Chuan You propped his chin up again, looked at the minister's puffed-out cheeks, and sighed.

He picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup, finding that the pork bone soup tasted much more delicious.

……

Yokota base.

The afternoon sun shone through the heat on the track, turning it into a distorted halo of light.

A white passenger plane slowly landed and parked on the designated tarmac.

The cabin door opened, and hot air carrying the smell of fuel rushed into the cabin.

William Jones appeared at the hatch.

He stood at the top of the gangway, squinting slightly as he looked at the familiar gray-blue horizon in the distance, and took a deep breath.

The air was filled with the muggy heat typical of early summer, even hotter than when he left.

Tokyo, I'm back.

A smile crept onto his lips; he had to thank Death for allowing him to set foot on this land again.

It was the power displayed by that unknown entity, far exceeding human comprehension, that provided an explanation for his failure.

His failure was not due to his own command errors, but rather because the opponent was too mysterious and unpredictable.

As someone who had faced death, he was naturally included in the EDP, or Extraterrestrial Defense Pact.

However, this time he was no longer the protagonist. He turned to the side, gesturing for the man behind him to go first.

This man is the team leader for this mission, as well as the Special Coordinator for the Asia-Pacific region of the Extraterrestrial Defense Treaty, Brigadier General Martin Haggis of the United States Army.

"Brigadier General Haggis, please."

"Ah."

With a serious expression, the middle-aged man in military uniform nodded to him and stepped down the gangway first, followed by more than a dozen members in civilian clothes or uniforms.