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

In the past, I might have felt that I was only slightly inferior to her in terms of temperament and appearance, but now I realize that I have been completely outshone.

"I thought you were going to say you were going to take care of your younger brother again and weren't planning on coming."

Chapter 225 It's not that you can't bully your best friend's brother, it's not that you can

Han Chuan Meiyue walked over. On the table were several cans of ice-cold beer, some fried food, boiled edamame, and various snacks, all of which were appetizers to accompany the beer.

The World Cup was playing on TV. Hamabe Umi loves watching football, but she wasn't particularly interested. However, it would be nice to watch with her.

She sat down on the sofa, picked up a can of beer, and clicked it open.

"You've invited me so many times, I should at least give you face."

Having been cooped up for too long, she would come to the seaside garden every now and then to have a drink, relax, and relieve her inner depression.

Now, Han Chuanyou is becoming more and more unrestrained. He knows a lot of things and enjoys himself to the point of losing all sense of time. Naturally, he no longer needs to suppress his feelings and hasn't been here for quite some time.

She took a swig of beer, opened her red lips, picked up a piece of fried chicken and stuffed it into her mouth, sucking off the seasoning powder stuck to her fingertips, and then took another swig of beer.

"Cool……"

Han Chuan Meiyue let out a long sigh of relief, simply enjoying the slightly tipsy feeling wasn't bad.

She drinks little at home, and Han Chuanyou can't drink either right now. Drinking with someone is a completely different atmosphere than drinking alone.

Thinking about this, she felt even more guilty.

Hamabe Umi ate a bean of edamame, staring at her intently, and finally spoke:

"Mizuki, tell me quickly, how far have things progressed? You seem to be getting more and more elegant. Does doing that really make you younger?"

"Why ask this? Just find a boyfriend and experience it for yourself, then you'll know."

"I've already said I'm not interested in those men."

"Then there's nothing I can do. There's nothing to talk about with a Chu woman like you who has zero experience."

Mizuki Hanakawa has begun to forget her roots again.

With the final piece of her life's puzzle in place, she felt her life was now incredibly perfect, unlike anything she had experienced before, and she was on a completely different level.

"Hey!" Hamabe Umi grabbed her waist. "You can't insult people like that. Do you believe I'll hurt your brother?"

"Don't you understand the principle that you shouldn't ride your best friend's brother? Have some bottom line."

Han Chuan Mei Yue slapped her hand away.

"Don't talk about me, you shameless woman. You actually did this. You're probably the loudest person in private when you're being really intimate."

Hamabe Umi suddenly realized something, pointed at her, and gave her a look of sudden realization.

"I knew you knew more about those topics than anyone else when we talked about them in high school, you're just unbelievable..."

Hamabe Umiho had a look on her face as if she were looking at a pervert.

Feeling utterly ashamed by her words, Han Chuan Mei Yue grabbed a fried chicken leg and stuffed it into her mouth:

"Shut up. If you want to know how far you've come, try this first."

Hamabe Umi was so disgusted by her retort that she almost gagged. She pulled out a fried chicken leg, rubbed her neck, and said, "You really are a pervert. You've done things like this."

She took a sip of beer to clear the strange feeling in her throat, and then stopped watching the game.

"How does that thing taste?"

"Try it yourself if you want to know."

"You won't allow it either."

Seeing that Han Chuan Mei Yue was staring at her with wide eyes, as if to say, "Are you serious?"

"Just kidding, just kidding." Hamabe Umi laughed heartily, finding her reaction particularly amusing. "Judging by how much you treasure him, are you really planning to have him with you for the rest of your life?"

"Of course not." Han Chuan Meiyue picked up her beer and took another sip, her tone casual. "I don't care if he has a girlfriend."

"What will you do when they come knocking on your door? Hide?"

"Can't we just be open and aboveboard?"

Haihe Binbian's worldview was shaken, and she paused in her action of picking up edamame: "You really know how to play, aren't you afraid his girlfriend won't accept it?"

Whether she accepts it or not is her business.

"Your idea has greatly impressed me."

Hamabe Umiho chewed on edamame, lost in thought for a long time.

She picked up her beer and could only offer her best wishes to her good friend: "I wish you success."

After chatting with Hamabe Umi, Mizuki's guilt completely overwhelmed her. She ate and drank, and in the end, she didn't know how many cans she drank.

Under the influence of alcohol, my eyelids felt heavier and heavier, and I fell asleep.

While drinking beer and watching the game, Hamabe Umiho turned her head when she didn't reply for a while.

"Seriously, I have to clean up your mess again."

She could only get up, pull her arm over her shoulder, and lead her to the guest room.

It's called a guest room, but usually only she comes to sleep there.

After settling Hanchuan Meiyue in, she suddenly received a message in her mind that the Grim Reaper was coming immediately.

Wasn't in the Middle East? You're back so soon?

Given Hamabe Umiho's excellent communication skills, she received news from the Middle East today. She covered Han Chuan Mitsuki with a light blanket and left the guest room.

When she returned to the living room, she saw a figure on the sofa.

Are we having guests today?

Han Chuanyou sensed a familiar aura and scanned the room next door with his divine sense.

Then, he paused, almost thinking he was seeing things. After confirming several times that it was his dear older sister, his expression became somewhat strange.

Mizuki?! What are you doing here? Is this a place for you?

Is the "best friend" she's talking about actually her cheap subordinate?

The world is truly amazing; I never imagined there was this kind of relationship between the two of them.

One is a police officer from the Metropolitan Police Department, and the other is the head of intelligence for a Tokyo underworld assassin organization.

He didn't understand how the two of them had ended up together.

Hamabe Umi nodded: "We're good friends. We came over today to watch the World Cup together."

She inexplicably felt that the way the Grim Reaper was looking at her was a little strange.

"Really? That's good."

Han Chuan You didn't continue the topic.

From this perspective, the other party is actually of my older sister's generation, and I should even call her Sister Haihe.

Thinking back on the excessive things I had done to this person in the past.

If Hamabe Umika discovers her identity later and tells Mizuki...

Something's not right.

After thinking about it, I realized it's unlikely.

Under the Heavenly Strategy Spiritual Chapter, the other party was extremely loyal to him, so he wasn't afraid of his identity being exposed.

“I thought you…” Thinking of the scene of being beaten last time, Hamabe Umi felt something was wrong and quickly changed her words, “I thought the Grim Reaper was in the Middle East and wouldn’t be coming this week.”

"There's someone in charge over there."

What does this mean?

Is that really the Grim Reaper over there?

Hamabe Umi blurted out, "You're seeing someone else?"

Han Chuanyou raised an eyebrow.

Why do you say that you're just like a scumbag?

Hamabe Umika also realized that her words were ambiguous and corrected herself: "I meant the other subordinates."

"Otherwise what? You alone aren't enough for me."

Han Chuanyou scanned Meiyue next door with his divine sense. She was breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

I never expected that Mizuki and Hamabe Umika would have this kind of relationship. So this subordinate can be considered one of our own.

He took the water glass from Hamabe Umiho, his mask automatically lifting as he took a sip, his tone unconsciously becoming more friendly:

"Why does Tokyo feel so much quieter tonight?"

There were still some uneaten spicy persimmon seeds on the table, so he picked one up and popped it into his mouth.

Hamabe Umika observed the other's exposed jawline, noting that it could eat normally, further confirming that the other was indeed human.

"It must be your actions in the Middle East that diverted their attention."

"What about the island nation's government?"

"The investigation into you is ongoing."

Hamabe Umi went to the study, took out a document, and handed it to him: "This is the movement of various forces in Tokyo this week and some rumors."

Han Chuanyou nodded and reached out to take it.

After chatting for a while longer, he glanced again at Hamabe Umiho, who was standing respectfully before him:

"That's settled then. Keep a close eye on the situation in the Middle East these days."

Hamabe Umi immediately agreed: "No problem."

Han Chuanyou nodded without saying anything more, his figure sinking down and disappearing from the spot.

But instead of leaving immediately, he came over to Mizuki's side.

He leaned down and stared at Meiyue's bright oval face.

Her cheeks were flushed, and a faint smell of alcohol wafted into her nostrils. Far from being unpleasant, it blended with the sweet fragrance emanating from her body, making her even more charming.

You, Meiyue, leave yourself at home late at night to go out drinking and having fun. That's really disgraceful.

She was sleeping very soundly.

The mask was removed, revealing Han Chuanyou's handsome face.

He continued to bend down, bringing his face even closer.

His breath sprayed over, carrying the unique scent of a young boy. In her dazed state, Han Chuan Meiyue subconsciously reached out and wrapped her arms around Han Chuan You's neck.

“Xiao You…”

Han Chuanyou smiled slightly and leaned closer.

"Um……"

A seductive, deep moan escaped Han Chuan Mei Yue's throat.

After a while, they noticed that the sea lilies by the shore were approaching.

Han Chuan You gently pulled away from Mei Yue's hand.

Before leaving, feeling unsatisfied, he slapped her twice in front of her before disappearing.

Having been attacked without provocation, Han Chuan Mei Yue let out another soft groan.

As she slowly opened her eyes, she savored the kiss and the sensation she had felt.

Where is that brat?

As his gaze swept across the room's layout, his consciousness gradually returned.

Dream?

Then, she saw Hamabe Umika looking down at her from the bedside.

She instantly regained most of her senses.

"Haihe?" She rolled over and moved further into the bed, looking at her warily. "What are you doing standing by my bed so late at night? What did you just do? I'm not a female bronze statue."