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

A large, dark rat darted out of the trash can, startled as if by the garbage that had been thrown in.

"Oh!"

The girl turned and ran, bumping into Han Chuanyou's arms behind her.

The girl, who originally smelled like milk candy, now had a hint of takoyaki flavor.

A scent unique to foodies.

[Fellow Daoist encountered the demonic beast Soul-Devouring Rat, and their divine consciousness was injured...]

Can this really be considered a monster?

Han Chuanyou didn't hesitate for long. With a flick of his finger, an invisible spiritual light struck the fleeing rat.

"squeak!!"

The violent spiritual energy surged wildly within its body, and the rat let out a shrill scream. Its body convulsed and it collapsed, its legs kicking the ground repeatedly, before it quickly lost its life.

Hearing the noise, Takahashi Hina turned around and saw the dead rat not far away: "How did this rat die?"

"He was probably killed by the trash you threw, right?"

"Huh?" The girl cupped her round face in her hands, looking incredulous. "How is that possible? I don't have that much strength."

"Eating more naturally makes you stronger."

That's not how you compliment a girl!

Takahashi Haruna bumped his shoulder, but didn't think much of it, still longing for oden.

"Stop dawdling, hurry up and go buy oden. I want beef tendon skewers and daikon radish."

"Yes, yes, I'll go buy it."

Han Chuan You gained a further understanding of how gluttonous this guy was.

[You have slain a peak-level Qi Awakening Realm demon beast, the Spirit Devouring Rat, and obtained its essence blood, teeth, pelt, and demon crystals...]

Han Chuan You nodded in satisfaction.

In the past, he didn't know how to refine weapons, so these monster materials were completely useless to him. Now that they have more uses, he can find more monsters to kill.

Having bought the oden she wanted, Takahashi Haruna followed Kanakawa Yu out of the convenience store, completely satisfied.

She took a bite of beef tendon, humming a recent pop song, her cheeks slightly puffed out, and ate with great relish.

She glanced instinctively into the alley next to her and noticed two men inside, furtively passing something to each other.

"What are you looking at?!"

Seeing that they were two students, the tattooed man in the alley glared at them fiercely and spat.

Startled, Takahashi Haruna shrank back and instinctively moved closer to Hanakawa Yu, stopping her bulging cheeks from chewing.

[You've discovered evil cultivators exchanging poisonous resources. As a disciple of a righteous sect, what will you choose...?]

He scanned the two of them with his divine sense, and the powdery substance they exchanged made him instantly understand what was going on.

Not again? It was a monster a moment ago, and now it's human scum.

Han Chuanyou turned his head and placed his hand on the girl's shoulder: "Let's go."

"Um……"

The boy's hand had a reassuring warmth, which calmed Takahashi Haruna down a little. She whispered:

"They're so scary, are they doing something bad?"

Han Chuanyou shook his head: "It's none of our business."

In the sunlight, in a place unnoticed by anyone, the shadow beneath his feet seemed to wriggle slightly.

In the alley.

"Why did we pay attention to them just now? It would be troublesome if we called the police later."

"I'm just a student, I wouldn't dare to do that, and even calling the police wouldn't work. I've settled the payment for this shipment, I'll find another place next time."

Nagai Mitsuo accepted the thick manila envelope handed to him and weighed it in his hand.

"The quantity this month is not large, so this is all we can give for now."

Kubota Mamoru nodded: "This is about enough for me to sell. With the economy downturn, the profits from those poisonous insects have been squeezed almost to the bone. And then there's the Grim Reaper, forcing us to do this kind of thing in broad daylight."

"Who says otherwise? Ever since the Grim Reaper appeared and killed Miyamoto Daiki, that drug kingpin, some people simply stopped doing it."

Nagai Mitsuo looked around warily.

Behind him is the Black Panther Gang, whose businesses include drug trafficking. As for why they dare to take such risks, it's of course for profit. Moreover, the leader of the Black Panther Gang is the brother-in-law of the deputy commissioner of the Metropolitan Police Department, which is why they dare to act with impunity.

With the transaction completed, Mamoru Kubota planned to leave.

The notion that business is difficult is only relative. At most, the profit margin will drop from 500% to 400%, but he can still live a carefree life.

If he sells it cheaper, those poisonous insects will probably be grateful to him.

Especially those female students who have no money and no one to supervise them, after being seduced and corrupted by him, a little bit of powder can make them give their bodies to him for a month.

Who should come over to keep me company tonight...?

Just then, Nagai Mitsuo pointed at his shadow, his eyes filled with terror: "You...your shadow..."

Kubota Mamoru subconsciously looked down and saw a dark shadow slowly rising from his shadow.

First came the hood of the sweatshirt, then the face completely covered by a gold and red mask, followed by the upper body, black trousers, which emerged straight out of the shadows.

The unexpected scene momentarily stunned him.

The iconic gold and red mask.

Death in broad daylight?!

Mamoru Kubota's mind went blank for a moment. Wasn't it said that the Grim Reaper only appeared at night?

Before he could react, Nagai Mitsuo immediately drew a pistol from his waist.

However, his hand hadn't yet pulled the trigger.

With a "whoosh," Qingling was swiftly pulled out by Han Chuanyou, transforming into a streak of green light that swept across his wrist.

"Pfft!!"

The wrist was severed, and the smooth incision revealed every blood vessel and the exposed cross-section of the wrist bone.

Blood gushed out from the smooth cut surface like water from a tap turned up to its maximum, splashing onto the wall and creating a vivid red ink painting.

"what!!"

Nagai Mitsuo clutched his severed hand, letting out a sharp and shrill scream that echoed through the alley.

With a single stroke of his long sword, Han Chuanyou severed the man's head, silencing him forever.

The screams abruptly stopped.

The head separated from the body, tumbled halfway through the air, and finally crashed to the ground with a thud. The remaining half of the body remained in a forward-leaning position, paused for a moment, and then fell forward with a thud.

escape!

Kubota Mamoru snapped out of his daze, immediately turned around, and was about to run out of the alley.

Han Chuanyou didn't rush to chase after them, but kicked the pistol that had fallen to the ground.

"boom!"

The pistol transformed into a streak of black light, leaving a faint afterimage in the air that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

The pistol spun, making a whooshing sound.

Kubota Mamoru instinctively turned his head and saw a dark shadow hurtling straight toward him, radiating immense power.

No!

His eyes were bloodshot.

In the end, his spine was smashed by the heavy gun, the pistol piercing through the flesh of his back, its momentum undiminished, spinning and crushing his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and bones.

After the intense pain subsided, he collapsed to the ground with a thud, spitting out blood.

"Ugh..."

His fingers gripped the ground, the pain almost making him faint, and he could clearly feel his life slowly slipping away.

Han Chuanyou stood in the shadows of the alley, looking at the body that was no longer moving, and sheathed his sword.

He took a step back and disappeared into the shadows in the corner as if he had vanished into a blob of ink.

Hearing the commotion coming from the alley, the convenience store clerk couldn't help but lean out halfway and peek out. He saw a figure lying on the ground, with a dark liquid slowly spreading beneath him.

He jerked his head back and, with trembling hands, dialed the police.

That's resolved.

Despite the situation on the clone's side, Han Chuanyu's mood remained unaffected, and he and Takahashi Hina strolled leisurely home.

At the door of Yukinoshita's house, Takahashi Haruna waved her hand: "Yu, bye-bye, I'll treat you to something delicious next time."

The girl seemed to want more.

Han Chuanyou smiled slightly: "Your real purpose is to have me invite you. Goodbye."

Stepping into his own courtyard, Han Chuanyou did some quick calculations.

To the northeast, Adachi Ward...

I'll have something else to do later.

Han Chuan You opened the door, changed into slippers, and took out a lunchbox from her schoolbag.

"Mizuki, I'm back."

As Mizuki prepared the food in the kitchen, Han Chuanyou placed the bento box on the counter, wrapped his arms around her slender and soft waist, and kissed her fragrant cheek.

Han Chuan Mei Yue looked him up and down:

"You cheated on me with food outside?"

"How did you know, Mizuki?"

Hankawa Yu looked surprised.

Are women's sixth senses really that powerful?

"What do you say?"

Mizuki Hanakawa pointed to the sauce on his chest.

Han Chuan You looked down.

It must have been left by Hina when she bumped into me; she probably used my clothes as a mouth wipe.

"So Mizuki was referring to this sneaky eating."

The boy confessed without being asked.

"Otherwise what?" Han Chuan Mei Yue's eyes turned dangerous. "Did you do something bad at school today?"

Just in case, Han Chuan You took the kitchen knife from Mizuki's hand and put it aside, thinking about his intimate moment with Miss Kujo earlier that day:

"It's not a bad thing, it's just hugging and kissing, you're still far from being as good as Mizuki."

"That's not enough?"

Han Chuan Mei Yue raised her hand and tapped his head, saying with heartache:

"It hasn't been that long, and you're already kissing and hugging girls. In a while, you'll be playing poker with them, and next year I'll probably be helping you take care of your kids."

Normal romantic relationships are completely outside the scope of legal restrictions, and Han Chuan Meiyue knows the laws of the island nation very well.

"It can't be that exaggerated, can it?"

Han Chuanyou smiled and pulled Meiyue into his arms, looking down at her bright and beautiful face, and kissed her.

"But it's true, if you don't hurry up, you'll be taking care of our kids in the future. We'll have two, no, five or six and then dump them all on you to take care of."

"You little brat, you think you're so great?"

Han Chuan Meiyue frowned and pinched his cheek: