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

Goodbye, and be careful not to miss your stop.

No, it won't happen.

A large number of people boarded, making the carriage somewhat crowded. As the doors closed, the tram continued its journey to the next station.

Han Chuanyou glanced at the site information, then looked down and continued watching the video.

A commotion arose from the distance of the train carriage.

"Does anyone know anything about our Lev Truth Cult? God will protect you."

A middle-aged man holding a flyer was talking as he squeezed his way in.

Passengers around either stepped aside or lowered their heads and pretended not to hear; on the crowded commuter tram, these kinds of preachers were very annoying.

"The true god has descended to earth. May he leave some blessings for future generations. The True God Cult is about to hold an event where the Grim Reaper will descend to bring salvation and protection to everyone. If you are interested, please come and participate..."

Han Chuan You initially didn't want to pay attention to these missionaries, until he heard the name of the Grim Reaper and a subtitle appeared before his eyes.

[A pitiful person, misled by a cult, faces cult members openly proselytizing; what would you choose...?]

Leif Truth Cult?

Could this be a cover for holding religious activities?

Will I be there at that time?

How come I didn't know?

"Um, sir, wait a minute."

He called out to the middle-aged man.

The man turned around, saw a boy in a school uniform, his eyes lit up, and he quickly squeezed through the crowd.

"Hey buddy, what's wrong?"

"The Grim Reaper you're talking about, is that the one who's been upholding justice lately?"

Han Chuan You asked, feigning curiosity.

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly, a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, that's him! You've heard of him too? It seems the Grim Reaper's fame has spread far and wide!"

He excitedly handed over a flyer.

"Hey buddy, how about we go grab a coffee? I'll explain the doctrines of our Truth Cult to you in detail."

Han Chuan You took the flyer, which listed the location and time of the church event.

The uncle continued rambling on and on about a whole bunch of random things.

He glanced at the flyer, waved his hand, and said, "Sorry, I have to go to school, but I'll look into it."

"You absolutely must come! May the God of Truth bless you," the uncle earnestly urged, then squeezed through the other passengers to continue handing out flyers.

Han Chuanyou took out his phone, took a picture of the contents of the flyer, then crumpled the flyer into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket.

Death will descend upon this scene, right?

It would seem disrespectful not to go myself.

He has always despised this kind of cult.

The prevalence of cults in island nations is not only due to loopholes in the law itself, but also often involves the involvement of politicians.

These politicians use believers as their voter base and churches as a cover, turning faith into a tool for canvassing votes.

Those truly devout believers from the lower classes are often nothing more than pawns to be used and discarded, used to vote for them, spread their opinions, and raise political donations for them.

Some extreme sects even make their followers contribute their family property, or even their wives and children, to satisfy the personal desires of their leaders, which is utterly disgusting.

In his view, he does not oppose a complete doctrine, a pursuit of truth, goodness and beauty, and a hope for people. Only in this way can we talk about so-called freedom of religion.

But this Lev Truth Cult in front of me doesn't look like a good thing at all.

He uses the name of the Grim Reaper to glorify himself, claiming to be a true god descended to earth, offering salvation and protection—it's all lies.

Churches that cause countless families to be torn apart and destroyed should not exist.

Now that they've dared to challenge the person in question, it's time for me to go and have a proper talk with them.

Chapter 41: Ricochet Missiles Fail to Penetrate Girl's Front Armor

Arrived at the classroom.

Discussions about Death can be heard from time to time. With so many major cases happening one after another, the name of Death has truly spread and has become a central figure in the conversations of young men and women.

Did I become this famous?

A strange feeling arose in Han Chuan You's heart.

"Han Chuan, don't you think I look cool in this Grim Reaper outfit?!"

Nakamura Taito appeared out of nowhere, wearing a black cloak and holding a toy longsword. He stood straight with a cold expression, looking quite composed.

Where did Jiahao come from?

Han Chuanyou looked him up and down, speechless, and said, "What kind of death god outfit is this? Aren't they supposed to be mysterious people shrouded in mist in legends?"

"That mist is impossible, so I used a black cloak to represent it." Nakamura Taito proudly shook the hem of his cloak. "This is an official collaboration item. I got it from a lucky bag in Akihabara this weekend. It cost me over ten thousand yen!"

"There are also official collaborations?"

Han Chuanyou raised an eyebrow in surprise. How come he, the original character, didn't know about this?

"Of course! There are even character designs for the Grim Reaper online." Nakamura Taito leaned closer, showing off his phone screen. "This is it, isn't it cool? I heard they're going to make a tokusatsu series about to be made, I wonder how the quality will be."

Han Chuanyou glanced at the screen.

It has to be said that this anime character is indeed quite handsome, with black mist swirling around him, a long sword pointed at an angle, and a cold gaze; he's at least 80% handsome.

But he still had to say it.

Damn capitalism!

Using my name to spread religion is one thing, but even my image is being used commercially, and they haven't even given me a single dollar in copyright fees. Aren't they afraid that one day I, the real Grim Reaper, will come to their door to demand an explanation?

The more I think about it, the more I feel cheated; this is all my money!

"Which company has the official license? Let me see."

"Look, this is the place."

"Okay, I've got it."

Yunzhitang Co., Ltd.?

I must get an explanation if I have the chance.

From then on, another organization was targeted by Han Chuanyou.

The last class in the morning is physical education.

Han Chuanyou changed into her sportswear and followed the rest of her class to the playground.

It was another combined class teaching session, and unexpectedly, their class ran into Yagyu Genon's class today.

Seeing her from afar, even in sportswear, her slender figure was still undeniable.

Taking advantage of Yagyu Genon's inattention, Hanakawa Yu quietly approached her from behind and slapped her on the shoulder:

"Tsurune-chan, what a coincidence."

Yagyu Genon frowned and turned around. When she saw it was him, she grinned and showed a disgusted expression: "How disgusting, stay away from me."

Han Chuan You felt satisfied with that disgusted look.

"We haven't seen each other for two days over the weekend, didn't you miss me?"

"No."

"It's so heartbreaking, I've thought about you so many times."

Yagyu Genon was taken aback.

She blinked, her expression a little blank, her cheeks flushing. Suddenly noticing the smile on his lips, she snapped out of her daze and glared at him fiercely.

"Nonsense, they didn't even send me a message."

Seeing that Hanchuan You was flirting with girls again, Nakamura Taito consciously went to the side to be sad.

Damn it.

Hearing the girl say that, Han Chuan You smiled slightly and teased, "So you want me to come to you?"

The girl snorted and crossed her arms, refusing to look at him: "Who wants a lecher like you to come looking for me and disturb my cultivation?"

"Saying one thing and meaning another."

"you!"

Yagyu Genon raised her eyebrows, wanting to punch him, but then heard him say:

"Since that's the case, how about we set a time to go out and have some fun together?"

Yagyu Genne raised her hand but didn't lower it for a long time. Looking at his confident smile, she felt extremely disgusted and wanted to refuse, but...

Before he could finish speaking, the dark-skinned PE teacher blew his whistle: "Everyone line up and warm up. We'll have a ten-minute timed run in a bit."

A groan suddenly erupted from the students.

"Let's go, bye-bye."

Seeing Han Chuan You walk towards her class, Yagyu Genne took a deep breath and slumped her shoulders.

hateful……

On a bench under the shade of a tree on the lawn outside the playground, a beautiful young woman sat gracefully, resting her chin on her hand and looking at the crowd on the playground.

A gentle breeze lifted her long, silky hair, and dappled sunlight fell upon her, seemingly dimming her radiance.

She should be in the classroom right now, but she's here instead.

She simply didn't want to stay in the classroom; she didn't need any reason, and no teacher dared to ask about her whereabouts. As the young lady of the Kujo family, she could go wherever she wanted, and no one in the entire school dared to stop her.

For her, coming to school was just a task to complete, one of the processes she needed to experience in life. She had already completed all the courses, and attending classes was just to reinforce the knowledge that no longer needed to be reinforced.

She noticed Han Chuanyou over there and felt that she had made the right choice to skip class.

Yagyu string sound?

Could this be the sweetheart he was talking about?

She admitted that compared to herself, Yagyu Genon was in no way inferior in terms of appearance or temperament.

However, she has a killer advantage: she understands Han Chuanyou better than anyone else.

She didn't want to compete with Yagyu Genon for Hanakawa Yu.

I approached him simply because I found him interesting.

Emotions are too troublesome and not worth it; they only make people weak.

For her, the so-called other half was just something dispensable.

She lacked fatherly love from a young age. Her mother said she was a child given to her by God, and other members of the family kept silent about her origins.

Having never been born with a father, she never thought she would need a partner.

That kind of thing is too abstract, so abstract that she doesn't understand why anyone would be crazy about it.

Ultimately, humans are creatures completely at the mercy of various hormones in their bodies, following their biological instincts. Apart from having a large brain capacity, they are not much different from ordinary animals.

She remains perfectly clear-headed and unaffected by the so-called teenage hormones, which she is very satisfied with.

This physical education class was about practicing badminton. After the badminton lesson, there was free practice time, and the students found someone they knew to play against.

"Tsurune, shall we play?" Han Chuan You asked, holding a badminton racket as he approached Yagyu Tsurune.

The girl nodded slightly, looked at the boy in front of her, opened her mouth as if to say something, but hesitated to ask.

Having spent a long time with Mizuki, Han Chuan You's ability to read people's expressions and moods has reached a very high level.

"What's wrong? Are you still bothered by me asking you out? You're that eager to go on a date with me?"

Yagyu Genon blushed and glared at him, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about! In our competition, the loser buys the other person a drink."