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

Chapter 185 Eating Grapes, Officials Making Outrageous Remarks

William Jones was much more relaxed this time compared to before, since if he failed again, it wouldn't be his responsibility.

During their trans-Pacific voyage, they had already finalized two plans internally.

The first option is to try to make contact with Death and use leverage to acquire technology that may come from extraterrestrial civilizations.

If those technologies are indeed alien, then past conflicts and deaths can be wiped clean.

William Jones believed that as long as their offer was attractive enough, no matter who the other party was, they would be willing to sit down and talk.

Of course, he also knew that most of the team didn't really believe that Death would cooperate, but that was Brigadier General Martin's concern.

If this method doesn't work.

It is said that courtesy should be used before resorting to force.

If Death doesn't cooperate, then force will be the only option.

Today, the United States, along with its allies, can almost represent the military strength of the entire planet, except for that one country in the East.

Regardless of whether they can defeat Death, they must demonstrate their stance.

Let Death understand one thing: Earth is the Earth's planet, and no matter what their purpose is in visiting here, they should consider their own worth.

Does this mean we should make enemies of the entire planet Earth?

……

"Why are you so late today?"

"I was invited by two female colleagues to go shopping in Hibiya for a while."

Han Chuan Meiyue placed the shopping bags on the coffee table, then sat down next to Han Chuan You, resting her head on his shoulder, and casually untied her tie, revealing a patch of fair skin.

She said in a languid tone, "I'm not cooking today, I'll order takeout. What do you want to eat?"

"If you're looking for takeout, the only good option is pizza."

"Okay~ then let's have pizza today."

Han Chuan Meiyue spoke lightly and quickly made a decision, taking out her phone to place an order.

Thinking of something, she tilted her head and touched his cheek: "I bought some Shine Muscat roses, they're in the bag, I'm going to wash them."

"Extravagant! Have you struck it rich?"

Fruit prices in island nations are astronomical; even eating a melon is a luxury, let alone high-quality grapes like these.

Now that there are affordable alternatives, eating Mizuki's is enough to satisfy my cravings.

"I'm in a good mood."

"Because of me?"

Hankawa Yu asked with a smile.

"What do you think? That irresistible little brat..."

Han Chuan Mei Yue's tone was somewhat seductive. She pinched his chin, lifted her hips, and stood up, intending to lean in, but then shook her head, sighed, and sat back down.

"Never mind, I still feel too guilty."

Her perception of Han Chuanyou still occasionally lingers from her childhood, as if he had just graduated from elementary school not long ago.

Han Chuanyou leaned in and kissed her soft lips: "I didn't see you feel this guilty last night."

Is it because you see yourself as a child that you think about feeding yourself?

Han Chuan You seemed to understand something.

"It was all your fault for provoking me. I was really out of my mind yesterday."

Han Chuan Mei Yue gave him a push, signaling him to stop talking nonsense.

Han Chuanyou smiled slightly, took out grapes from the shopping bag, and went to the kitchen to busy herself.

After coming out, he had a grape in his mouth and mumbled indistinctly:

"Mizuki, I'll feed you."

Han Chuan Meiyue rolled her eyes at him, then raised her slender neck and brought her mature and bright face closer.

The sweet juice bursts between your teeth, the sweetness of grapes mixed with a faint rose fragrance, making you squint your eyes in enjoyment.

……

"Mizuki, would you like to eat more?"

"Um……"

"Mizuki, feed me."

The two of them ate the grapes one by one, the sweet juice was so addictive that they couldn't stop.

"Ding dong..."

Hello, delivery!

Han Chuan Meiyue took a tissue to wipe the water from her lips, feeling that the delivery had been exceptionally fast today.

She calmed her racing heart and straightened her business attire, which she hadn't yet changed out of.

The guilt washed over me again.

A steaming hot pizza paired with an ice-cold cola is the perfect meal, at least for Han Chuan You.

Teenagers of this age never need to worry about nutritional imbalances; just push them hard enough. Quantitative changes can lead to qualitative changes, and even the scarcest elements can be replenished.

"Mizuki, do you want to share?" Han Chuan You took a big bite of pizza and looked at Mizuki, who was eating very elegantly.

"No! Aren't you disgusted?"

"That's true, grapes are still the best, especially the ones from Mizuki."

Han Chuan You's words had a double meaning, which earned him a charming eye roll from Han Chuan Mei Yue.

After a simple dinner, the two snuggled together to watch a newly released variety show.

The overly vulgar plot made Mizuki Hanakawa frown.

"This kind of prank on celebrities is just too perverted."

"This is also because they didn't encounter any die-hard fans of the artists. If it were someone like Akina Nakamori, the yakuza boss would have beaten up the entire production team."

Excessive pranks are indeed inappropriate, but Han Chuan You felt that he shouldn't be too overly flattering either. Just as he was about to continue, Mei Yue pressed the channel change button.

The television screen switched to a middle-aged man in a suit and tie with a shiny bald head, speaking eloquently into a microphone.

Han Chuanyou felt that the face looked familiar, and after a moment he recognized it. Wasn't this the Prime Minister's Assistant?

The reporter handed over the microphone: "Mr. Katayama, how do you explain the Prime Minister's recent emergency military expansion plan to the public?"

Katayama, the aide, straightened his tie, his expression solemn:

"This is a necessary decision concerning the life and death of the island nation. As you all have seen, the Grim Reaper's actions, those supernatural events and inexplicable phenomena, are enough to show that we are not facing ordinary terrorists or agents of hostile countries, but a threat from outside the earth."

The reporter pressed further: "But there is currently no evidence to suggest that..."

"The absence of evidence is the most dangerous evidence!"

Katayama interrupted her, his tone becoming even more serious.

"If we wait until the evidence is presented to us, will we still have any chance to fight back? The island nation is at the forefront of human civilization. Once we fall, the next step for extraterrestrial civilizations will be the entire Earth!"

He paused, looked directly at the camera, and said, word by word:

“Island nations are currently facing a life-or-death crisis, and it is essential to strengthen their military capabilities. I believe that island nations should restart nuclear weapons and accelerate the pace of military expansion.”

If the island nation falls, the whole world must open its doors to it. If it is left to die without assistance, the island nation will not rule out using any means to ensure its own survival. This is not military expansion, nor is it a revival of militarism; we are acting for self-preservation and for the future of all humanity!

On the surface, these seemingly righteous words have already confirmed the island nation's stance.

The implication is that the island nation does not rule out using force to survive, even through invasion.

It broke free of the leash even faster now.

Han Chuanyou's eyes turned cold.

After the news ended, Han Chuanmei changed the channel, muttering to herself, "How high-sounding! They're all just looking out for their own interests, trying to drag the whole island nation down with them. The existence of the Grim Reaper has given them a good excuse."

Chapter 186 Bathing with Mizuki, Death List

Han Chuan You smiled, nestled her head against Mei Yue's chest, and nuzzled against her:

"After all, if the island nation were truly colonized by so-called extraterrestrial civilizations, these people would definitely face retribution from their neighbors. In order to protect themselves, they would naturally want to tie the entire island nation to their war machine."

"Furthermore, even without the so-called extraterrestrial civilization, these guys can still consolidate their rule by expanding their military."

Han Chuan Mizuki sighed as she spoke.

Tokyo is becoming increasingly chaotic, and she feels that it is no longer safe here. It's not that she's afraid of death, but that this increasingly neurotic government will lead the island nation into the abyss.

"Xiaoyou, should we leave Tokyo and go next door to avoid the trouble?"

With the yen depreciating so drastically, Mizuki Hanakawa had already started converting her funds into US dollars, and she had enough money to live comfortably next door for quite some time.

"It can't be that bad, Meiyue. Don't you want your secure job anymore? How are you going to survive next door? You don't have any other income."

"At worst, I'll become a foreign language teacher. I've decided. I'll start learning Xia Guo language during this period and try to get my teaching certificate. Xiao You, you should also prepare and learn with me. When the time comes, we'll apply for international student status at Xia Guo University, and I'll accompany you."

Mizuki Hanakawa's ability to act is terrifying.

However, Han Chuan You didn't have high hopes for her excellence in this regard.

Mizuki's grades have always been top-notch, but her language skills are her weakness.

"Meiyue, are you sure? Xia Guoyu is very difficult."

Han Chuan Meiyue was completely oblivious to her own limitations: "So what if it's difficult? It's just so-so. I'll still say a few words."

Han Chuanyou became interested: "Tell me about it."

"Hey, thanks a lot, school buns, see you at home!"

When Hanchuan Mizuki opened her mouth, she immediately quoted those classic lines, with a strong Colonel's flavor.

Han Chuanyou almost burst out laughing. He turned over, cupped Meiyue's beautiful face in his hands, and kissed her lips: "Meiyue, you said Xia Guoyu looks so cute."

Han Chuan Mei Yue slapped his head: "You're so disrespectful, you can't use that word to praise me."

She pulled Han Chuanyou up, grabbed a pillow, and pushed him onto it: "The water in the bathtub is almost hot, I'm going to take a shower."

"I'll go as well."

Han Chuanyou immediately got up and followed.

"you……"

Hanchuan Meiyue glanced at Hanchuan You, who had shamelessly followed her, and after thinking for a moment, swallowed her words of refusal.

It's been several years since we last went out together. In the past, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to hold back, but now? There are plenty of ways to handle it.

The bathroom was filled with steam, and the soft sound of water dripping echoed between the tiles.

Han Chuan Meiyue stood in the water curtain, hot water rolling down her fair and delicate skin. She gathered her long hair into a ball, wrapped it with a white shower cap, revealing her swan-like, slender, fair neck. A few strands of hair clung to her ears, still wet.

After getting ready, she knelt down behind Han Chuanyou, squeezed out some shampoo, and pressed it onto the top of his head. With practiced movements, she gathered the slightly long hair into various shapes and rubbed it to create a rich lather.

Han Chuanyou leaned against her, closed his eyes, and felt the gentle massage from her fingertips. The tender touch made him feel completely relaxed.

A milestone has been achieved. No, it's not really a milestone; it's just going through the motions again.

His past memories overlapped with his present, and he lost those thoughts.

He couldn't help but exclaim, "It's been so long since we showered together."

"It's your fault for suddenly running away then, and then refusing to shower with me no matter what."

Thinking back to that time, a hint of mockery appeared on Han Chuan Mei Yue's beautiful lips.

"It's your fault, okay? Don't you even know how perverted you were back then?"

"Shut up!"

Han Chuan Mei Yue finally felt that the past was too painful to recall, so she picked up the showerhead and pointed it at his head to stop him from continuing.

The water running down his hair made Han Chuan You swallow back the teasing words he wanted to say.