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

"I do have feelings for her..." Han Chuanyou was surprised that she was so direct, and carefully considered her words. "I definitely do have feelings for her, but I..."

Halfway through his sentence, his gaze somehow slipped from the woman's face and landed somewhere else.

The soft, full breasts were stretched into a full curve by the pressure of her forearm. The neckline was slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone. Below the collarbone, a crystal pendant shimmered under the light, refracting tiny sparkles.

"But what?"

Seeing the boy staring intently at her, Yagyu Masako followed his gaze and looked down at herself.

At the neckline, a patch of white skin stood out.

Another thought suddenly occurred to her.

Could it be that Yu-kun is...?

He's not interested in young girls, but prefers mature types like himself?

Based on the information available, he was very popular at school, but he never had a romantic relationship.

It wasn't in vain that she had this idea.

Chapter 33 How about I let you eat me?

As for why Masako Yagyu didn't label him a pervert...

Han Chuanyou had always left a good impression on her; she had never heard her daughters say anything bad about him.

It's normal for a boy of that age to occasionally lose his composure like this, in her opinion. She had been observing the boy quite a bit just now, but he had just concealed it well.

But... I'm just an old woman...

If the other person is truly only interested in your type.

Masako Yagyu felt it was somewhat absurd.

It was impossible no matter how she thought about it. She wanted Han Chuanyou to marry into the Liu family, but this kind of marriage was unrealistic and would be difficult to explain to her daughter.

The idea that the boy I like will become my father is just too outrageous.

Han Chuan You had no idea that the beautiful woman in front of him had mistaken him for someone who was into mature women.

Under Mizuki's tutelage, he developed a liking for mature women, especially beautiful older women—note that these are three adjectives.

But he also likes beautiful girls; he's just that kind of philanthropic person, which troubles him a lot.

Back to the topic.

He was staring intently at the necklace, but he had to admit that he was initially drawn to its full curves.

[You have discovered an unactivated high-level spatial magic item—the Star-Trapping Lock, a high-grade Earth-rank item. It can leave star imprints in multiple locations (up to three). You can activate one of the star imprints via the necklace to teleport...]

A spatial magic weapon—it's impossible for Han Chuan You not to covet such a weapon.

By leaving a mark at home, you can save a lot of time when going out at night and don't have to worry about being caught by Meiyue.

Whether it's going out to cause trouble or having an affair...

cough cough...

However, getting his hands on this thing is a big problem. He can't just ask for it directly; that would be too presumptuous.

When he came to his senses, he suddenly realized that he had been staring at it for far too long.

He looked away and noticed that Aunt Liu Sheng's expression seemed a little unnatural. Had she noticed that he was looking at her strangely?

Han Chuanyou wanted to struggle a bit; it was really inappropriate to be so unrestrained on their first meeting.

"Aunt Liusheng, I'm looking at... your necklace is very beautiful."

"is it?"

Masako Yagyu breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand to gently touch the necklace around her neck, and smiled slightly.

"Yu-kun has such a keen eye. This is a necklace I really like. The way the sapphire is cut is very unique..."

Going with the flow, not wanting to embarrass the young man opposite her too much, she explained the design language of the necklace to him, as if chatting with a junior and sharing a beloved item.

Han Chuan Youye breathed a sigh of relief, at least he wasn't mistaken for a hooligan.

When Anna and Tsurune returned, the conversation at the dinner table returned to its usual topics, and the atmosphere remained harmonious amidst laughter and chatter.

Han Chuanyou kept glancing at the necklace, but he couldn't figure out how to get his hands on it.

steal?

This is impossible; it doesn't conform to his code of conduct. Even if he wanted it, such behavior should be condemned.

In addition, he practices orthodox martial arts; if one's mind is not broad-minded enough, one cannot go far.

Therefore, we can only take a long-term approach.

The meal was a pleasant one for both host and guests. During the meal, Yagyu Masako noticed that the boy's gaze kept glancing at her chest, but she could only pretend not to see it and suppress her chaotic thoughts.

After paying the bill, the group left the restaurant.

Yagyu Masako opened the car door, turned around and said, "Yu-kun, let me take you home. Don't keep your family waiting."

"No need, it's not on my way, it's too much trouble. Just drop me off at the tram stop, it's not safe to drive late."

"Row."

As the vehicle started moving, Yagyu Genne glanced at Hankawa Yuu beside her out of the corner of her eye.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the car window onto the boy's face, making his features even more defined.

His high, straight nose cast a small triangular shadow on his profile, the angles of his brow bone were gilded by the setting sun, and his jawline was as sharp as if carved by a knife. In the interplay of light and shadow, his handsome face possessed an unreal beauty.

Thinking of something, the girl's cheeks flushed slightly.

Subconsciously, she felt that her mother had sent her away earlier because she had something to say to him, and the content was likely about marrying into the family.

At this moment, she was itching to know what the outcome of their discussion had been, but she swallowed the words back.

She simply couldn't bring herself to say something like that.

Han Chuanyou looked at the street scene outside the window, but his mind was filled with a different picture.

I really want a high-grade Earth-level spatial magic weapon...

It's so close yet unattainable, isn't that just tempting?

Little necklace, you dare to seduce me? Once I get my hands on it, I'll definitely infuse you with my spiritual power.

Just as he was secretly grumbling to himself.

A house by the roadside, with a sign that reads "A house at the foot of the mountain," is visible just outside the window.

[The aura of demons... You have discovered a demon stronghold hidden within human settlements...]

Demon race?

Han Chuanyou turned his head and saw that the detached house had already fallen behind.

It's not convenient to ask Aunt Liusheng to stop the car now, so he can only remember this place.

Looks like I've got something to do tonight. He was originally planning to take a day off and relax.

……

"I thought you didn't know to come home, leaving me alone in the empty house while you went out to eat something nice."

Han Chuan Meiyue held her phone, hugged a cushion, and lazily sprawled on the sofa.

My cheeks sank into the soft velvet, and a beauty blogger's video was playing on my phone screen.

Her ample bosom was particularly eye-catching, her slender, fair legs swayed back and forth in the air, her toes pointed in a beautiful arc, her toes clearly defined, with a light pink hue, occasionally curling up, making her look incredibly tempting.

Han Chuanyou sat down next to her, casually placing his hand on her full buttocks. Before he could properly savor the soft texture, she slapped his hand away.

"Don't lay a hand on me."

"We're family, this is too formal."

Han Chuanyou touched his hand that had been hit, looking completely innocent.

Mizuki Hanakawa bumped him with her shoulder, pushing him forcefully off the sofa.

"If we don't act like strangers, we'll see you inside soon."

In prison or somewhere else, where is Mizuki?

Han Chuan You believed he hadn't overthought things.

He was squeezed onto the armrest of the sofa: "What are you saying? It was my fault for leaving my sister alone at home. I'll cook for you tomorrow and apologize in person."

Mizuki buried her face in the cushion, her voice muffled:

"Then let it go. I don't know if this is an apology or a punishment."

Han Chuan You protested, "Is my cooking really that bad?"

"What do you think? Eating your cooking is worse than eating out."

"Then..." Han Chuanyou's lips approached her ear, making an exaggerated bubble-like sound, "Baby, how about I let you eat me?"

"Go away, that's disgusting."

Han Chuan Mei Yue elbowed him in the ribs.

"it's a pity."

Han Chuanyou grinned, stood up, stretched, and prepared to take a bath.

He stepped into the bathroom and came out in disbelief a short while later.

"Mizuki, where's your bathwater?"

"It's still so early, of course I haven't had time to wash yet."

Han Chuan Meiyue turned her head to the side and glanced at him, looking at him as if he were a pervert.

"Making that face, do you want a drink?"

"That's not it."

Han Chuanyou took a deep breath, his expression serious, and earnestly instructed her:

"Alright, it's your turn to soak in my bathwater tonight. Remember not to do anything bad."

Mitsuki Hankawa rolled her eyes at him:

"That's something you should be careful about. I don't want to get pregnant for no reason."

She vaguely remembered seeing a news story about a girl who went swimming in a pool and then discovered that she was pregnant despite never having had sex.

Han Chuanyou opened his mouth, he was also impressed.

He felt that he sometimes knew less than Meiyue. How did she know such strange and erotic trivia?

He can just spout off like that; even a pervert like him would have to admit defeat.

Chapter 34 The Goods in the Basement, A Powerful Invasion

Night is a breeding ground for evil, but it is also the time for Han Chuan You to clean up the mess.

Once there was no more noise from Meiyue's room next door, he took back the little paper doll.

The action is gone.

He leaned out from the balcony and looked around.

The detached house next door is vacant year-round, with its curtains always drawn, and generally no one pays attention to it.

A night breeze rustled through the trees, casting dappled shadows, and the entire street was as quiet as a still painting.

He lightly touched the railing with his toes, and his body leaped down silently like a night bird, landing in the courtyard of the empty house next door. He rolled over to dissipate the force, and when he got up, he was already standing in the shadow of the wall.

He landed silently, straightened his collar, and walked towards the street corner.

Every time he went out, he put all his electronic devices into a storage ring. He didn't want the police to trace him back to him based on location data, so he was better off being safe than sorry.

Edogawabashi Station.

He specifically chose a tram stop that was a little further away from the house.

Bunkyo Ward is the educational and cultural center of Tokyo and the location of the University of Tokyo.

In such places, land prices are naturally extremely high, and the people living in this area are either rich or noble, mostly social elites.