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

She has never been particularly demanding when it comes to her own diet; as long as it fills her stomach and is nutritionally balanced, that's enough. As for her decent cooking skills, of course, she honed them for Han Chuanyou.

After swallowing her food, she glanced at Han Chuanyou beside her:

"This hot dog is good enough. As for you, dream on."

This action stirred a warmth in Han Chuanyou's heart; it was clearly a temptation, making him want to stuff her mouth with real food.

"Mizuki, you're too horny." He rubbed his hands together, eager to get started. "No way, you won't have a chance to refuse later..."

"Heh..." Han Chuan Meiyue chuckled softly, a sense of pleasure rising in her heart.

She enjoyed the way he was so infatuated with her. The fact that he didn't look down on her and accepted everything about her made her feel completely melted...

Thinking back to last night, she shifted her hips slightly. That brat is really something else.

As for whether or not to reward him in return...

She swallowed hard. "Won't I drown?"

Pulling herself back to reality, she took out her phone and glanced at it. The work group she had set up privately was unusually lively, with messages already exceeding 99+.

She casually clicked on it, scrolled through the message history, and Han Chuan Mei Yue raised an eyebrow, revealing a surprised expression:

"The Metropolitan Police Department was invaded by death last night; the deputy commissioner was actually killed?"

"died?"

Han Chuanyou was also somewhat surprised. He gave his sister a look of unrealistic expectation and said:

"Mizuki, there's a vacancy. It's your chance to shine."

"I don't want to. Do you want me to follow in the footsteps of the deputy director and be cut in half by the Grim Reaper? Besides, it's not going to happen to me."

"The Grim Reaper wouldn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, would he?"

"You think I'm innocent? If Death knew about the illegal things I did to you, he'd probably put me in the electric chair and shock me a hundred or eighty times."

Even though she tried to normalize her behavior toward Han Chuan You from childhood to adulthood, she still felt a little guilty.

Han Chuan You blushed: "It's not that bad..."

If someone else were to commit copper smelting, they'd be asking for their own judgment.

But when it comes to himself... all he can say is, does he not know whether he has broken the law or not?

If you train well, it would be best to have a few more beautiful older sisters.

He is such a hypocritical person.

Han Chuanyou also picked up his phone, ready to check last night's news.

Those Mossad guys have made such a big fuss, the Metropolitan Police Department is probably going to get a severe scolding again.

I opened Line, and sure enough, it was true.

There was a lot of discussion about what happened last night, and the first tweet was about the footage of the fight that broke out in the city last night.

Opening fire in downtown Tokyo, coupled with the use of suicide drones, demonstrates a complete disregard for the safety of ordinary citizens.

Even though the Metropolitan Police Department insists it's a military exercise, it's obvious to anyone with eyes that it's a manhunt targeting the Grim Reaper.

However… just as Han Chuan You was about to click into the comments section, he saw that the hundreds of comments that were originally displayed had all disappeared.

If you exit again, it will show that the tweet contained false/disinformation and has been taken down.

Han Chuanyou slid down and sighed.

What happened to the promised democracy? What happened to the promised freedom of speech?

Opening Douyin (TikTok) reveals a much more normal scene. However, because it explicitly involves the United States, many people seem to be criticizing the US military presence there, perhaps to deflect attention from other issues.

After all, it's America, so isn't it normal that the Metropolitan Police Department can't control it?

The right wing is stirring again.

The online public opinion continues to ferment.

The sports festival is still ongoing.

Upon arriving at school, the class held a brief morning meeting. Sakura Hideko reminded everyone to stay home at night and not go out, followed by a discussion of precautions during the sports festival.

After giving the instructions, the loudspeaker came on, announcing the projects for the day.

"Hello everyone, it's me again, your Naomi! Today's events include... wait, there's Kagawa-kun! He's in the 800-meter track and field race. Why is it my turn again? Club president, I protest! I'm quitting the club!"

"Come back here!"

A slightly calm female voice reprimanded, followed by a cry of pain, and then a series of chaotic static noises came from the speakers.

A moment later, the calm female voice rang out again: "The sun is quite strong today, everyone remember to use sunscreen and stay hydrated..."

A faint, dying voice followed: "Kanakawa-kun...Naomi...is with you..."

The classroom buzzed with excitement. Students in charge of various tasks began calling out to their classmates, packing their things, and getting ready to leave.

Yuka Takagi squeezed in front of Yuu Kasukawa and handed him a pink card: "Kashukawa-kun! You were so cool yesterday, I didn't even have time to look for you. Can I get your autograph?"

"You're also in my... fan club?"

The card features a photo of himself dunking while playing basketball, full of energy.

But to be honest, Han Chuanyou felt a little ashamed.

"Of course! Lots of girls in our class participated. Hanchuan-kun, debut! You're the next Takuya Kimura! No, you might even surpass him."

"Yuka, don't jinx it! My Takuya-kun has already fallen victim to that stinky old man Kitagawa's evil deeds..."

Another girl who came over nudged her and handed her a pink card as well: "Me too!"

More and more girls joined in the fun, and Nakamura Taito, who was standing next to him, was pushed to the side, his eyes looking particularly resentful.

Faced with the girls' boundless enthusiasm, Han Chuan You had no choice but to take the marker and sign their names one by one.

The girls happily greeted each other and left.

Having experienced what it's like to be a star, Han Chuan You thought it wasn't bad.

"Hanchuan-kun, could you please sign your autograph for me?"

Nakamura Taito leaned closer in a soft, cheeky voice, holding the Anti-Kanakawa Alliance ID card in his hand and handed it over.

Han Chuanyou pushed him away in disgust: "Don't be disgusting, you hater, you're even sticking your face up to me."

"Haters are fans too. What if you develop feelings for them while you're hating them? I'm a prime example. I'm your best buddy, but also your number one hater."

Nakamura Taito patted his chest and continued in his chuunibyou style:

"Han Chuan! Never underestimate the bond between haters and idols!"

"Forget it." Han Chuan You tossed the card back into his hand and shook his head in refusal. "I'm sorry, I can't accept this."

……

Han Chuan You walked out of the classroom, preparing to go find the department head.

At the entrance to Yagyu Genon's classroom, Hanakawa Yu met Yagyu Anna.

"Anna, you've come to see your sister too?"

Anna Yagyu turned her head, her short hair fluttering gently as she moved, revealing her pure and delicate profile. Upon seeing Yuu Haikawa, her eyes crinkled into a smile, and a sweet expression appeared on her lips.

"Senior, my sister went upstairs to the broadcasting room to deliver the script, and told me to wait here."

Only two people remained in the corridor.

Anna Yagyu tilted her head, her eyes filled with curiosity:

"Senior, what's your relationship with Sister Fox Feather? Is she pursuing you?"

"The relationships are a bit complicated... In the end, I couldn't resist Miss Kujo's charm." Hanchuan sighed. "Just think of it as a man's greed at work."

Are all men like this?

Anna Yagyu tilted her head and thought for a moment.

"But it's true, Sister Fox Feather is very charming."

The image of the nine fox feathers flashed through her mind, which wasn't entirely incomprehensible.

"But senior, didn't you say you were going to marry my sister? Your image in my eyes has already plummeted too much."

Anna Yagyu raised her finger, looking like she was scolding him on behalf of her sister.

"I'm sorry, I admit my mistake."

"Sigh..." Anna Yagyu sighed as well, "I thought my senior was a perfect, all-powerful person, but after getting to know him, I didn't expect him to be such a pervert. He actually bought that kind of thing back then, and now it's been revealed that he's also a womanizer..."

"Stop talking, I was really wrong..."

Being lectured by such a cute girl, but having one's embarrassing past brought up, still makes it hard to hold one's tongue.

"Serves you right. I won't help you with this. If you end up hurting your sister, I'll definitely hate you."

Anna Yagyu gave a soft snort and cutely waved her fist, which was utterly intimidating.

In a young girl's heart, family always comes first.

But if the senior causes the older sister to get hurt, can she really hate him?

My senior has helped me so many times and led the Yagyu family through the crisis.

Han Chuan You didn't want to continue discussing this troublesome topic:

"Speaking of which, I've noticed that your sister and Fox Feather's relationship seems a bit awkward before. Did something happen? Didn't you say you were childhood friends?"

Anna Yagyu slightly raised her almond-shaped eyes, tapping her delicate chin with her finger: "Well, that's a long story..."

Chapter 212 The War Between the Young Girl and the Wife

"Senior, you know my sister's personality, right? She's never been one to talk much, and she keeps everything bottled up inside. As for Sister Fox Feather, I don't know if it's because of her family situation, but her personality has gradually become a bit difficult to get along with..."

Hanchuan is at a loss for words.

When close friends suddenly become distant or even estranged, it's inevitable that they'll harbor resentment when they reunite.

Kujou Kitsune's background also prevented her from retaining her childlike innocence. Even in her initial interactions with Kitsune, it was clear that she had a completely indifferent attitude towards so-called friends.

After all, it's really too much for such an outstanding guy like her to want to be her dog as soon as they meet.

The two carried different missions on their shoulders, and their relationship grew further and further apart, making this ending inevitably poignant.

Just as Anna finished telling them their story, Yagyu Tsurune returned.

Her long, black hair swayed gently in the breeze, the ends brushing against her delicate yet slightly aloof eyebrows and eyes.

She raised her hand and tucked a few stray strands of hair behind her ear, revealing her fair neck.

The morning sunlight outlined the girl's slender figure, softening her usual cool and aloof temperament, making her look absolutely beautiful.

"What are you talking about?" A faint scent, like shampoo, drifted in on the breeze.

"Let's talk about your childhood, Xuan Yin. By the way, how old were you when you stopped wetting the bed?"

Liu Shengxian glanced at her and looked at him coldly: "I have never wet the bed."

Before Han Chuan You could expose her, Yagyu Anna couldn't help but chuckle softly.

“Anna…” Yagyu Tsurune’s cheeks flushed slightly, revealing an embarrassed and annoyed expression.

"What's wrong?" Anna Yagyu looked up innocently, blinking her cute almond-shaped eyes.

"Alright, alright," Han Chuanyou comforted her, "What child doesn't wet the bed?"

"At what age did you stop wetting the bed?" The minister looked directly into his eyes.

"I've never wet the bed."

"The senior is lying."

"To be honest, nobody believes me anymore."

Seeing that the minister was still glaring at him angrily, he tentatively asked, "Two years old?"

The minister then turned his head with satisfaction and uttered a few words with disdain: "Nothing special."

Han Chuan You grinned.

Is that something to be proud of?