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

She gestured to the towel on the lounge chair not far away.

"Please get me the towel."

Han Chuanyou obediently turned around to get it.

Upon returning, he saw the woman reaching out her hand to him, so he took her hand and slowly pulled her up.

Women in high positions of power naturally have soft and smooth hands.

Maki Kujo noticed the muscles that were showing when he exerted force, and poked them with her fingertip.

“These muscles are nice,” she said, taking the towel and wrapping it around her mature body. “First time spending the night at Kujo’s house, did you do something bad last night?”

"No."

"Really not?" Kujo Maki looked at him in disbelief, then suddenly leaned forward, bringing her nose closer. "You naughty girl, the scent of fox feathers is very strong."

Hanchuan You finally understood why Miss Kujo had such a keen sense of smell.

"What did you do? This?"

Kujo Maki raised her hands, moving the index finger of one hand back and forth between the index finger and thumb of the other hand, which looked particularly vivid.

The ladies are really too uninhibited.

"No, we just hugged and kissed."

"I thought I could finally hold a baby," Kujo Maki said with a regretful pout.

Chapter 250: Mom Wants to Repay Her, Jealousy, and the Tomboy

When Han Chuan You and Maki's mother, who had changed her clothes, returned to the restaurant, the rest of the people were already waiting at the table.

"Where did you go just now?" Kujou Kitsune asked, surprised that Hanakawa Yu had come with his mother.

I took a casual stroll in the courtyard.

Han Chuan Yu casually explained, noticing that the two women had once again sandwiched Yagyu Anna between them, as if waiting for him to choose whose seat to sit next to.

Anna looked at him pitifully, her expression carrying a hint of resentment.

Han Chuanyou gestured with his eyes, but did not see her get up.

It seems there was already a confrontation beforehand, and this tactic is no longer effective, Han Chuan You said helplessly.

"Come, sit next to Mom."

Kujo Maki gracefully took her seat, raised her hand to beckon him to sit next to her, and the empty seat in the middle was occupied by Aunt Masako on the right.

In Kujo Maki's view, this kind of childish fighting style would only make things difficult for others.

Instead of wasting Han Chuanyu's patience, it would be better to find opportunities to increase the other party's goodwill towards the Kujo family, and subtly make the other party more inclined towards the Kujo family.

Just as she expected, Hanchuan Yu gave Kujo Maki a grateful look.

Maki's mom is the best!

Kujo Maki smiled smugly, pulled out a chair for him, and then served him a bowl of seafood porridge.

Her beautiful eyes glanced sideways at the nine fox feathers, as if she were instructing her:

"Watch closely, this is how a man should rob."

Seeing this, Kujou Kitsune had to admire him, and her mood improved somewhat, a smile appearing on her lips.

On the other side, Masako Yagyu gently touched her forehead.

How can someone with zero experience in relationships be so good at stealing men?

Is it because we were born this way?

Sure enough, these two are cut from the same mold.

No matter what, Yu-kun will only ever love himself.

She comforted herself.

Turning her head to look at the boy beside her, the woman felt a wave of exhaustion wash over her.

Last night, she was so afraid that Han Chuanyou would barge into her room that she didn't sleep well all night, and she felt inexplicably empty inside.

Pulling herself out of her thoughts, she didn't want to be left behind. She picked up a small steamed bun and placed it on his plate, a quiet and gentle smile appearing on her lips.

"Yu-kun, eat more, don't be shy."

Kujo Maki's tone was slightly dissatisfied: "Why are you saying the same thing as your own?"

"Is there any difference?" Yagyu Masako asked, picking up some more food for Kanakawa Yu.

“The difference is huge. With me, the hostess, here, you have no right to entertain my son-in-law.” Kujo Maki put some snacks on his plate one after another.

The two of them started arguing, each taking turns using their chopsticks.

Seeing the pile growing higher and higher, almost turning into a plate resembling Mount Fuji, Hanchuan You stopped it:

"Moms, that's enough, you'll burst if you keep stuffing yourselves."

Having just escaped the chaotic situation between young girls, I thought I could relax for a while, but unexpectedly I've fallen into the chaotic situation between wives.

Kujo Maki covered her lips, letting out a girlish giggle, her full breasts trembling wildly.

"Okay, okay, I'm just teasing you. I'll help you with some of the burden."

She picked up a piece of red rice sausage and placed it on her plate.

"You have to finish the rest, it's a gift from your mothers out of love."

Yagyu Masako also realized what was happening, but secretly gave the boy a reproachful look. This was the lesson of greed.

The boy's complaining expression brought a smile to her eyes, and she helped him carry a small steamed bun.

"You have to finish it all."

"I'll try my best..." Han Chuanyou wolfed down his food, tearing it apart with large bites.

After swallowing the shrimp dumpling in her mouth, Kujo Maki elegantly put down her chopsticks: "Today is Tanabata, have you prepared any gifts for our Fox Feather?"

Masako Yagyu also looked at him.

Han Chuan You took out a tissue and wiped the sauce from the corner of her lips.

"Yes, everything is ready. I'll go get it."

Kujo Maki wanted to let him finish eating before talking, but then she saw him get up and leave.

She chuckled and shook her head: "He really is just a child, so impulsive. Fox Feather, remember to teach him a bit more."

"Yes." Kujou Kitsune nodded.

When Han Chuanyou returned, he had a gift bag in his hand.

He took out two jewelry boxes and handed them to the two young ladies: "This is for Fox Feather, and this is for String Sound."

Kujou Kitsune glanced at the jewelry box on Yagyu Genon's side. Although she was slightly dissatisfied that the gift wasn't exclusively hers, she didn't show it.

I opened it and took a look; inside was a necklace inlaid with a heart-shaped gemstone.

Yagyu Genon is a bracelet.

"She really is a master of balancing things."

Kujo Maki found it difficult to persuade him and started to jeer.

“Moms like you so much, we want one too. Come to think of it, we’ve never received a Qixi Festival gift before, right, Masako?”

Masako Yagyu maintained her smile and nodded in agreement.

"Of course I've prepared."

Originally, I wanted to send it out at another time, but since the mothers brought it up, Han Chuanyou decided not to hide it anymore.

He pulled out several more jewelry boxes from his treasure bag and handed them to the mothers, including one for Anna Yagyu.

Seeing the surprised or meaningful smiles on the faces of the others, Han Chuan You explained:

"Consider this a gift as a token of gratitude for your usual kindness. I was planning to give it to you later when I had the chance."

Looking at the uniquely designed and exquisite earrings, Kujo Maki nodded in satisfaction: "You've thought of everything so thoroughly, you pass."

Masako Yagyu stared at the different styles of earrings.

Although Han Chuanyou said that, who knows if he really thought so?

It's highly unlikely.

In order to achieve his goal of giving himself a gift, he simply gave one to everyone. He loves me so much.

A surge of warmth welled up in the woman's heart; she was delighted with the earrings and carefully put them on.

Kujo Maki glanced at her:

"Masako, can't you wait that long?"

"At least it's Yu-kun's intention."

After putting on the earrings, Masako Yagyu's ethereal charm added to her gentle and graceful appearance.

"Yu-kun, how are you?"

As she put on the earrings, she couldn't help but feel her physical fatigue gradually dissipating.

"very nice."

Kujo Maki also took off her original earrings and put on the ones given to her by Hanakawa Yu: "Look at me, isn't Mom pretty?"

"Of course, the earrings are beautiful, but the person is even more beautiful."

"You're really good with words."

Kujo Maki covered her mouth and laughed, lightly patted his arm, then pressed down on his shoulder, bringing her beautiful face close to his.

"Mom has no way to repay you, come here, let me give you a loving kiss."

Han Chuan You leaned back, his gaze fixed on Miss Kujo.

'Control your mother!'

"enough!"

Nine fox feathers quickly stopped them.

Kujo Maki's full red lips have ultimately faded into obscurity:

"She's even shy now, after all, Han Chuan-kun has taken her most precious first time, so she can't help herself."

Don't say things that could be misunderstood.

He turned his head and noticed the blush on Aunt Yako's cheeks.

Aunt Masako, are you overthinking things too?

After a chaotic breakfast, Han Chuan You was finally able to catch his breath.

But soon, it will be the girls' date day.

"Senior, take care."

Anna Yagyu no longer harbored resentment towards him; in fact, she felt a touch of sympathy for him.

The girl admired him greatly. His willingness to try to subdue two young ladies was a unique display of his strength.

"I will do my best..." Han Chuan You nodded emphatically.

Maki Kujo, always eager for drama:

"Alright, Kankawa-kun, I'm leaving it to you. Don't let them fight, okay? Masako, where should we go on our date for Tanabata today?"

"There's a concert on Billboard Live tonight."

"Really? We'll go to Tokyo Bay during the day to ride the houseboat, and Anna will come too..."

The ladies chatted about their date plans, while Han Chuanyu waited for the two women to come out after changing their clothes.

Kujou Kitsune was dressed in a white dress, with a stunningly beautiful face, a slender waist, and her princess-cut hair cascading over her shoulders. She was noble and gorgeous, like a princess straight out of a fairy tale.

Yagyu Genon, dressed in a white shirt and black long skirt, stood gracefully with a cool and aloof demeanor. As the weather grew increasingly hot, her aura seemed to carry a comforting warmth, making it impossible to look away.

He was going on a date with two girls who were equally charming and cute.