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

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Han Chuan You saw the young lady in the stands from afar.

Kujou sat upright in the chair, sunlight illuminating her delicate and smooth face. Her slender fingers scrolled through her phone, as if nothing could attract her interest. Her aloof aura drew a clear and distinct boundary between her and her surroundings.

He couldn't refuse the girls, so he led them in that direction.

Footsteps approached.

As if sensing something, Kujou Kita slightly raised her fox eyes and glanced at the Yagyu sisters following behind Hankawa Yu.

"Do you have a match later?"

"Yeah, you came all this way to cheer me on?"

The girl didn't deny it, put away her phone, a smile playing on her lips, and naturally stood up to straighten Han Chuan You's collar, while giving him a few words of advice:

"If I win first place, the man I choose must be the best."

Yagyu Genon subtly positioned himself between the two, his phoenix eyes calm and unwavering, standing no more than ten centimeters away from the nine fox feathers before him.

Kujou Kitsune seemed completely unconcerned, raising his hand to straighten her bow tie again, as if treating a child:

"Even after all this time, Xuan Yin still looks so cute when she's jealous. She used to be jealous of her mother when she was little, and now she's jealous of this kind of thing again?"

Yagyu Genon wasn't buying it and slapped her hand away:

"Don't touch me, you're so disrespectful. That title doesn't sound as nice as calling me 'Sister Xianyin' by following me around."

Han Chuanyou's expression grew increasingly strange.

He looked at Kujou Kita, as if he were investigating something.

Miss Kujou followed Tsurune around calling her "older sister"?

He racked his brains but couldn't recall what the young lady would look like when she called him "sister."

If that's the case, the contrast is absolutely striking.

Kujou Kitsune paused, glanced at the boy beside her, turned her head away, and sat back down: "Boring..."

Yagyu Genon's lips curled slightly, forming a graceful arc, but the disdain was particularly obvious.

Anna Yagyu once again acted as a lubricant: "Alright, everyone, please sit down."

"Then I'll go prepare too." Han Chuan You gave Yagyu Anna a look that said, "I'm leaving everything to you."

The relationship between the two seemed like a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment. However, Han Chuanyou didn't see any trigger for the explosion, which reassured him somewhat, as there shouldn't be any problems for the time being.

Anna Yagyu nodded emphatically.

Han Chuanyou smiled and ruffled her hair.

It's so nice to have an understanding younger sister.

……

Han Chuanyou went to the locker room under the stands to change his clothes, crawled through the cordon, and stepped onto the track.

Because of his appearance, the broadcast once again deviated from its usual style.

"Whoosh! Han Chuan-kun is back on the field! This 800-meter race is quite different from the 100-meter race last time. We've all witnessed Han Chuan-kun's explosive power, but I wonder how his endurance will be? Hehehe..."

"Don't make such lewd laughter..."

"What does it matter? We must let Hanchuan-kun feel the enthusiasm of the girls in our broadcasting room! Hanchuan-kun, don't forget that we in the broadcasting department are all your fans! Hanchuan-kun, look over here!"

Han Chuan You was responding to the cheers around him when he heard this and felt a little embarrassed. He turned around and looked at the broadcasting room on the fourth floor of the teaching building, and waved in that direction.

"Oh no! Kagawa-kun noticed us! Remember, I'm Naomi from the broadcasting club!"

"I'm Norika from the broadcasting department..."

"Minister, something's wrong with you..."

"Shut up!"

"On your marks!"

The PE teacher blew his whistle, and Han Chuanyou stood in his assigned spot.

"boom!"

"A gunshot rang out! Hanchuan-kun rushed out, so fast! It seems that Hanchuan-kun will win first place again this time."

"As brave as ever, Naomi. But if you sprint at the beginning, you might run out of steam later. We'll have to see how Kagawa performs later..."

"With Han Chuan-kun's face, just looking at him is enough to guarantee defeat. There's absolutely no question of anyone being able to follow him! Hehehe..."

"Is this the same topic we were discussing? H is prohibited!"

"pain!"

The boys in his group looked at the boy who was far ahead of them and thought he was too young and had been blinded by praise. Long-distance running requires endurance.

The others were originally waiting for him to slow down on the second lap so they could overtake him, but the distance between them actually increased over time.

What a monster!

The others dared not conserve their energy any longer and chased after them with all their might.

They didn't want to become spineless wimps with neither explosive power nor endurance, in comparison to Han Chuanyou.

The outcome was already predetermined.

Han Chuanyou faced the wind, keeping his running speed within a relatively normal range, with the finish line just around the corner.

Crossing the finish line!

In the stands, Kujou Kitsune raised her phone to record the moment when Hanakawa Yu crossed the finish line and sent it to her mother.

My mother responded very quickly today.

[Kujou Maki: It's a pity I can't be there in person. He looks so energetic. I'm even a little mesmerized by those muscle lines. His seed quality must be quite good. Fox Feather, I'm definitely going to get him now. He might live a very comfortable life in the future.]

Kujou Kitsune looked at her mother's reply with a hint of helplessness, tapping her phone's keyboard: [Mother, please don't be so blunt. Act like a mother.]

The other person sent you a geisha emoji that looks like they're knocking you on the head.

[Kujo Maki: Show some respect to your mother]

Bunkyo-ku Honkomagome, Yagyu's family.

The pool water rippled slightly as Maki Kujo lay on the edge of the pool, her fair arms resting on the rim, her eyes slightly narrowed.

She had just swum two laps, and a thin layer of water glistened on her dignified and beautiful face, her expression languid and content.

"It's still the pool here at your place, Masako, that's the most comfortable to swim in."

She turned her head to look at Masako Yagyu, who was drinking juice by the pool, and a slight smile curved her lips.

"The open-air house at the Kujo family's house is large, but the ultraviolet rays are really strong."

Under the white light, Mrs. Kujo's beautifully shaped shoulders and neck, as well as her mature and voluptuous waist and hips, were perfectly displayed, and her firm breasts pressed into a full curve at the edge of the pool.

She tilted her phone screen toward Masako Yagyu, who was sitting next to her.

"Look at the demeanor of the future son-in-law of the Kujo family, what do you think?"

Yagyu Masako noticed Hanakawa Yu's agile figure on the screen, raised her eyebrows slightly, and knew that she was expressing her attitude to her.

But she wasn't intimidated at all, after all, they were friends she had known for many years.

"Yu-kun should be the future head of the Yagyu family."

"That's not necessarily true. Don't you know how irresistible Fox Feather's charm is to teenagers like this? Plus, she inherited my great figure, so she's a magnet for everyone."

As she spoke, Kujo Maki smiled smugly.

“My family’s stringed instrument is just as good.”

Masako Yagyu was equally confident.

The charm of the stringed instrument is no less than that of the fox feather.

However, her figure is indeed a bit lacking.

But it doesn't matter, after all, Yu-kun likes himself more than Tsurune, and it was love at first sight.

Facing Han Chuanyou, she almost risked her life.

Given how deep Yu-kun's feelings are for him, he will definitely choose the Yagyu family.

Thinking of this, the woman became uncertain again; Youjun had already said that he was a greedy person.

Can the power of the Kujo family really make someone give it up?

If I really take over the Kujo family, will Yu-kun use their power to threaten me, making me willingly hand myself over and let them do as they please?

After all, compared to his empty promises, the Kujo family's approach was more direct and better satisfied his desires.

A sense of crisis arose in Masako Yagyu's heart, and a strange emotion flickered in her eyes.

She looked down at her own figure.

The white, ruffled two-piece swimsuit accentuated her fair, taut skin, full and firm breasts, and long, slender legs, showing no signs of aging.

That's to be expected, after all, she's only in her early thirties, so it's no wonder she could charm him.

Maki Kujo sighed.

"There's nothing we can do about it. We'll leave the war with our daughters to them. The war between us wives is about to begin. Masako, let's start the war."

As she spoke, she reached out and pinched Yagyu Masako's waist and abdomen.

With no outsiders present, the two ladies seemed to have returned to their vibrant teenage years.

"Masako, you're not maintaining your figure very well. You've got a little belly."

The water rippled as Masako Yagyu dodged her opponent's attacks.

She regained her composure and retorted with a light laugh:

"This is normal for me. You're not bad either; you've gained a lot of weight. Did breastfeeding cause you to go through a second puberty?"

"Is your memory still stuck a few years ago? I've always maintained a great figure, and I've never breastfed a child. Don't slander me..."

Chapter 213 Secondhand Han Chuan-jun, Sect Rewards Distributed!

Having won easily, Han Chuanyu declined the track and field coach's invitation and returned to the stands.

"It's lunchtime, shall we have lunch together?"

Having learned about Kujou Kitsuneha and Yagyu Genon's childhood from Yagyu Anna, he intended to ease the tension between the two.

Kujou Kitsuneha smiled as she rose, and said meaningfully:

"Let's go to my lounge. Someone's been doing bad things in there without my permission. I was almost ready to renovate it."

As Yagyu Genon recalled her previous experience, her ears flushed red.

She glared at the boy beside her.

Why do you tell everything to others?

Han Chuanyou understood her meaning, blinked, and indicated innocence.

I didn't say that myself; blame it on the young lady's overly sensitive nose.

Yagyu Genon glanced sideways at the nine fox feathers:

"Good to know. Isn't that guy always looking down on secondhand things? Now he's eager to snatch them up."

The minister has become quite talkative when it comes to vying for men.

So cute!

But isn't it a bit too much to describe yourself as secondhand?

"second hand?"

She placed nine fox-feather-like slender fingers to her lips and smiled meaningfully. Her flawless face, like that of a porcelain doll, looked exceptionally charming in the sunlight.

"It's not certain who used it secondhand."

Despite spending so much time together, Kujou Kitsune had never smelled Yu Hanchuan's scent before, and only recently had she noticed it.

It's highly likely that the two got together recently.