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

The room lights were on at night.

Han Chuanyou lay on the headboard, scrolling through short videos with her fingers, but her mind was not on them at all. She was focusing her spiritual sense on the sounds coming from next door.

Although she could share a bed with Mizuki, there were still too many things to do every night, so it was still very necessary to maintain her own private space.

At least until their identities as cultivators are exposed, the two will continue to sleep in separate rooms.

In addition, island nations have a tradition of sleeping in separate beds, which is normal even for married couples.

This is probably why there are so many stories of husbands committing adultery in front of their wives; island nations have their own unique circumstances.

Moreover, Mizuki also felt annoyed that she had teased her, making her listless at work the next day.

What a joke, who could possibly stand that?

Han Chuanyou never considered himself a virtuous gentleman; he ate and drank as he pleased.

Just as his mind was wandering, there was a sudden noise from next door.

Miss Lily picked up the small ladder leaning against the wall and opened the sliding door to the balcony.

Han Chuan You sat up straight and was surprised to find that Miss Yuri's nighttime raid method was too unique.

He was all ready to go down and open the door for Miss Lily.

The reason I've been keeping an eye on that side is because I'm afraid Mizuki will find out; it's definitely not because I'm expecting anything.

He wondered why there was an extra ladder on the balcony; it turned out it was something they had planned in advance.

Yukinoshita Yuri carefully placed a small ladder between the two balconies, then stepped onto it. The moonlight outlined the woman's voluptuous body, and her figure trembled beneath her nightgown.

He quickly got up and pushed open the balcony door on his side.

"Miss Lily, you..."

Yukishita Yuri smiled tenderly.

"I'm relieved to see you're still awake, Yu-kun."

She climbed the ladder step by step and walked over, the thing she was carrying in her arms making him look a little strange.

But Han Chuan You still reached out his hand, intending to catch her.

Without hesitation, Yukinoshita Yuri bent down, hooked her arms around his neck, lifted her feet off the balcony railing, and pressed herself against him.

A soft, voluptuous body collided with his, and a delicate fragrance lingered around his nose. Han Chuanyou had the most direct feeling about this woman who was soft to the bone.

"Yu-kun, carry me inside."

The woman had no intention of getting off him. She brought her nose close to his neck, greedily inhaling the boy's scent. Her breathing was somewhat loud and had a strange, astringent quality to it.

Han Chuanyou had no choice but to support the softness behind her, turn around and enter the room, not forgetting to close the sliding door behind him.

"So..." Han Chuanyou placed her on the edge of the bed, "Miss Baihe, you came here tonight to deliver this?"

He looked at the thing the woman was tucked under her arm and hesitated, unsure whether he should accept it.

Mizuki had asked him to buy this before, but now he had absolutely no use for it.

Yukinoshita Yuri shook her head: "No, this is just a tool to make up for Yu-kun's shortcomings, and it can also be used to gather material for my novel."

She looked at the boy with anticipation.

"Yu-kun, like last time, let me see it. This time, I want to see the process clearly."

Han Chuan You blinked.

He now understood why Miss Lily bought this kind of product, and he could indeed see it more clearly.

"This...isn't that a bad idea?"

No matter how carefree Han Chuan You is, when faced with someone even more outrageous than himself, he still can't help but feel a sense of retreat.

He was genuinely shy...

Seeing the boy's expression, Yukinoshita felt a unique sense of satisfaction, and her beautiful cheeks flushed.

"Yu-kun...be good, let me take a good look at you."

She took Han Chuanyou's hand and made him sit beside her. Then she pressed his head against her lap, looked down at him softly.

Her voluptuous figure, combined with her words, made Yukinoshita Yuri seem to radiate maternal glow.

What's with that Virgin Mary-like expression? Something just doesn't look right to him.

Yukinoshita Yuri swallowed hard and finally took out the recording tool she had prepared in advance.

"and many more……"

Yukinoshita Yuri's soft, boneless hand caressed the boy's handsome face, her tone earnest:

"Yu-kun, be good, okay? Don't move around. I'm counting on you for the rest of my novel."

Miss Lily, what exactly did you write?

Han Chuanyou had reason to suspect that she was writing something shady.

...The room became quiet again.

"Thank you, Yu-kun worked very hard."

Yukinoshita Yuri pulled him into her arms, having memorized every single detail.

Han Chuanyou buried his head in her soft belly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable being treated like this:

"Miss Lily, what kind of peculiar fetish do you have?"

Yukinoshita Yuri shook her head and smiled, "I really like Yu-kun making that kind of expression."

Han Chuanyou was even more helpless.

Just then, a noise came from next door.

Mizuki pushed open the door to the next room, seemingly heading towards her.

"Mizuki has arrived."

Han Chuanyou immediately got up from her embrace.

Yukinoshita Yuri rarely showed a helpless expression, and subconsciously looked at him: "Yu-kun?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Han Chuan You lifted the blanket and covered Yukinoshita Yuri with it.

The moment Han Chuan Mei Yue opened the door, his mental energy enveloped her.

Han Chuan You didn't think that Mizuki, being a police officer, would be like the clueless and naive Hina.

Han Chuan Meiyue walked in. In her eyes, Han Chuan You was leaning against the headboard playing on his phone. Everything was the same as usual, with nothing unusual.

"Why aren't you asleep so late?"

Han Chuanyou breathed a sigh of relief.

There's no one else who can use magic in this way.

Being the clever person I am, he gave himself a thumbs up.

"You're the same way, why are you looking for me so late?"

"Can't I contact you?"

Han Chuan Meiyue sat down by the bed, lifted the thin blanket to cover herself, then turned around and placed her hand on his chest.

"I don't have to go to work tomorrow, so I can get a good night's sleep. You'll be my body pillow tonight."

Han Chuan Mei Yue has completely let go and no longer needs to restrain herself. Since she can do whatever she wants, what's more, she'll be sleeping with him in her arms at night.

Han Chuan You could feel the delicate body beside her tense up slightly.

"Good good."

He could only hug Han Chuan Mei Yue and obediently become her pillow, while getting up to turn off the bedside lamp.

As night fell, even the slightest sound seemed to be magnified.

In her ear, Mizuki's breathing gradually became even and long.

The soft body beside her gradually couldn't hold back and began to move.

Suddenly, Han Chuanyou felt a temperature that was almost melting.

"It's all cleaned up."

For some reason, Mizuki Hanakawa didn't notice her, and Yukinoshita Yuri never asked any questions.

Her behavior was a little bolder; she peeked out from under the covers, pursed her glistening lips, and gave Han Chuanyou a deep look.

Then, she peeked at Han Chuan Mei Yue, who was already asleep beside her, smiled gently, and whispered in his ear:

"So, it seems you don't need me anymore. I'll be going now..."

The woman's all-encompassing gaze stirred a warm feeling within Han Chuan You.

This is the reason why people can be so greedy.

No one can resist that gaze; it's so captivating, it makes you want to melt into her and plunge headfirst into her body.

"Miss Lily, you really are..."

Chapter 194 Death Assistant, Utterly Disgusting

The boy turned his head and pressed his forehead against hers.

"No..." Yukinoshita Yuri pursed her lips, lightly touching his lips with her fingertip, "It's a little dirty, let's save it for next time..."

She smiled sweetly at the boy, picked up the things hidden in the quilt, got up quietly, and put on her slippers.

Standing by the bed, she took one last look at the boy on the bed, then took light steps back the way she came, making sure to gently close the sliding door behind her.

Han Chuanyou was relieved to realize that she had successfully returned to the next room.

I was so lucky to have been hit by Mizuki! It scared me to death!

……

The next day.

After finishing breakfast, Han Chuanyou went out to continue his carefree life.

Wandering aimlessly through the streets of Akihabara.

It was Saturday, and the streets were bustling with people. There seemed to be some kind of anime and manga event going on nearby, and he saw cosplayers dressed in various costumes walking together along the way.

He declined the two horse racing girls' offers of contact information, went into a coffee shop, found a seat by the window, and ordered a coffee under the slightly dazed gaze of the waitress who looked like a high school student working part-time.

"Hmm? Could you repeat that, handsome?"

The girl held up the menu to cover half of her face, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Matcha latte, please."

"Ok!"

The girl turned and left reluctantly.

After the coffee was served, he picked it up and took a sip, his gaze remaining fixed on the crowd coming and going outside the shop, as he curiously identified the roles each person was playing.

To be honest, there are many cosplay clothing stores in Akihabara. We can see what clothes they have later and have Mizuki wear them. It would be quite interesting.

While I never get tired of seeing Mizuki's police uniform, it's still very tempting to see a few more different ones.

As he watched, he suddenly noticed a young man walking side by side with the girl.

The aura of evil...

After the two people walked away, he picked up his coffee again, took a sip, his eyes gleaming, and finally raised his hand to signal the waiter to settle the bill.

"Hello, is it not to your liking?"

"No, something came up suddenly. Thank you for your hospitality."

After paying the bill, Han Chuan strolled leisurely out of the store and disappeared into a deserted alley.

Takumi Ikeda was chatting away with the girl next to him, while the girl seemed uninterested in everything around her.

"Chimi, is there anything else you want to do but haven't finished?"

Tomomi Uchida shook her head, a hint of fear of the unknown approaching on her face: "Uncle, is what you said online true? I'm afraid of pain."