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

"Kankawa-kun, this is curry bread I made, it's fresh out of the oven, you can take it to school to eat."

[A fellow cultivator next door shared a spiritual food with you, rich in spiritual energy, which has a remarkable effect on enhancing mental strength...]

Looking into Yukinoshita Yuri's gentle eyes, Han Chuan You couldn't discern any other emotions.

He smiled slightly: "Thank you, Miss Yukinoshita. I'll accept it then."

"You're welcome." Yukinoshita Yuri bowed slightly to him. "I hope you'll take good care of Hina."

"No need to be so formal, we're all neighbors."

The other person's expression was so natural, as if nothing had happened. Either they genuinely didn't notice anything, or they were just a master of acting.

It doesn't matter which one it is.

There is ample time.

On the way to the station, the bread in her hand was still warm, and the aroma wafted into her nostrils through the paper bag. Han Chuanyou hesitated for a moment, then decided to eat it while it was still hot.

Take a bite.

The bread is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, with a slightly spicy curry filling and a rich sauce that blends the aroma of meat with the sweetness of vegetables.

Warm spiritual energy spread through his body, and then he felt his mind become clear. Every speck of dust in the morning light was clearly visible to him, and he could even sense the direction of the wind.

Could this be the nascent form of divine consciousness? The effect is surprisingly powerful.

He remembered that it took the Foundation Establishment stage to activate the ability to project one's divine sense, but now that he was only at the Qi Refining stage, he felt as if his divine sense was about to emerge.

Miss Yukinoshita really gave him a great gift.

To be honest, I still feel a little guilty about how I treated her last night.

He took another bite of the bread, and it tasted really good.

Seeing him chew so heartily, Takahashi Haruna couldn't help but swallow hard.

Unable to bear the longing in her eyes, Han Chuanyou waved the bread in his hand and asked, "You didn't have breakfast?"

Takahashi Haruna shook her head: "I ate it, but seeing you eat so deliciously made me craving it too, hehe."

As she spoke, she scratched her head and chuckled.

Han Chuanyou was amused by her; she was quite the little foodie.

"I'll share half with you."

He broke off the half he hadn't eaten and gave it to her.

"I'm so sorry, Aunt Lily gave it to you."

"Really not?"

As Han Chuan You was about to take it back, Takahashi Haruna quickly took it and gave him a sweet smile: "Thank you~"

She took a big bite of the bread, her round face puffed up, making her look even more chubby and adorable, making you want to pinch her cheeks.

……

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Kasumigaseki District Court, Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo.

The rape case involving Ryosuke Imamura began on time, with members of the press and members of the public who had come to hear the news sitting in the gallery.

Six referees and three judges arrived in turn.

In the witness stand, a middle-aged woman covered her face and wept.

Her name is Kazuko Shimizu. She is the mother of one of the victimized girls and a single mother who lives with her daughter after her husband's death.

Her daughter's ordeal has caused her immense pain during this period.

That beast lured my daughter into the alley and assaulted her. Because of suffocation, my daughter suffered brain damage and was in a coma for a long time. She only woke up a few days ago.

Today, she only hopes that the law can give her daughter justice.

Not long ago, her daughter was full of energy and looked forward to going to the amusement park on the weekend before going to school. But when she got off work, she didn't see her daughter come home. Instead, she heard that her daughter was being treated in the hospital.

Now her daughter can't speak clearly, and has developed a huge psychological trauma from it, showing great fear of strangers approaching her.

It's all that demon's fault.

The parents of the other two victimized girls also looked grief-stricken. They had been suffering immensely during this time and could not accept that their daughters had endured such a thing.

As the bailiffs led Ryosuke Imamura to the dock, Kazuko Shimizu could no longer hold back. She abruptly stood up and tearfully accused him:

"You beast! How could you lay a hand on a child this young? Are you even human?"

The parents of the other two girls were also indignant. If it weren't for the bailiffs stopping them, they would have made this guy pay a bloody price for his daughters immediately.

Ryosuke Imamura, however, seemed nonchalant and ignored their curses.

"Your Honor, these people are making personal attacks against me. I have human rights."

Seeing his attitude, the victim's family became even angrier, and a commotion broke out in the audience.

"quiet."

The judge tapped his gavel.

The lawyer next to him pressed down on Imamura Ryosuke's shoulder and whispered something, which made him calm down a bit.

Next, the court hearing will officially begin.

Chapter 52 The Real Judgment

As the case proceeded, lawyers from both sides took turns presenting their arguments.

Ryosuke Imamura's lawyer presented a psychiatric evaluation report, claiming that his client suffered from severe schizophrenia, was in an acute phase at the time of the incident, and lacked full criminal responsibility.

The man appeared confident and played along with the lawyer's act, occasionally offering a word of agreement.

His family is relatively well-off; his father is an executive at a multinational corporation.

The mental illness certificate was prepared long ago and will definitely pass the test. As for the judge, they were also bribed in advance to ensure that the judge would grant the maximum leniency within their authority.

He doesn't expect to be acquitted, but being imprisoned for two or three years wouldn't be a big problem.

It's a pity he was caught so quickly, otherwise he would have enjoyed a few more.

The man put on a show in court, feigning remorse and shedding a few crocodile tears, keeping the unsuspecting completely in the dark.

This poor performance only fueled the anger of the victim's family.

After the debate concluded, the three judges conferred in hushed tones for a moment.

Finally, the presiding judge read out the verdict:

"Given that the defendant suffers from a mental disorder and was in a state of impaired ability to recognize and control his actions at the time of the incident, the court decided to mitigate the sentence and sentenced the defendant, Ryosuke Imamura, to three and a half years in prison in the first instance."

The audience immediately began to murmur amongst themselves. Even though they knew the sentence would be lenient due to mental illness, they never expected it to be only three and a half years.

Shimizu Kazuko's eyes widened. The lives of three children had been ruined, and the criminal only had to serve three years in prison?

why? !

She stood up, her voice hoarse:

"Why?! He assaulted three children! Just because he has mental problems? That's why he got such a light sentence?"

"Protest! Judge, you are aiding and abetting evil!"

Other parents also stood up, protesting the judge's verdict. Police officers rushed forward to maintain order and stop them to prevent them from taking any extreme actions.

Seeing this, Ryosuke Imamura's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.

The judge on the bench remained expressionless and tapped his gavel.

"Silence! This is not a place for you to make noise. The verdict has been delivered. If you disagree, you may appeal."

They completely disregarded these protests.

Even if some people feel it's unreasonable and it sparks public opinion, after a while, the public opinion will be overshadowed by new hot topics. At that time, they will still be respected judges who represent the law.

With a single strike of the gavel, life and death can be decided.

Imamura Ryosuke breathed a sigh of relief.

It's only been three and a half years. With a little more maneuvering, it's not impossible to get out early. Then you'll be a hero again.

In his view, it was a worthwhile deal to exchange three years for the innocence of three naive girls.

Just then, the courtroom doors were pushed open.

A crimson mask, eyes wide open in anger, fangs bared.

The menacing mask first caught everyone's attention, followed by the long sword gleaming coldly in his hand.

The person walked at a leisurely pace, with their back to the sunlight outside, towards the courtroom.

It was daytime, so Han Chuanyou no longer used the mist to shroud his figure. He simply wore a mask, and his figure was adjusted by the mask to look different from usual.

In Han Chuanyou's eyes.

Ryosuke Imamura was prominently known as a member of a privileged family.

The three judges on the platform all had the words "corrupt officials of the dynasty" written above their heads.

"Everyone," the figure stopped in the aisle between the gallery and the judge's bench, his voice cold and imposing, "it seems I'm not too late."

Han Chuanyou's gaze swept over the crowd, landing on the blond man in the defendant's dock who was frozen in place, before moving to the three judges in the judge's dock whose expressions had changed slightly.

He tilted his head, and the corners of his mouth under the mask turned up slightly.

"The court, which represents justice and law, has ultimately become a playground for evildoers."

He paused, his voice not loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the courtroom where it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"The trial is not over yet! Now, it is time for death's judgment!"

His long knife was pointed directly at Ryosuke Imamura in the dock.

"grim Reaper?!"

Imamura Ryosuke felt a thorn in his side; the color drained from his face instantly, and his legs went weak, almost causing him to slip off the defendant's dock.

The Grim Reaper's infamous reputation is now deeply ingrained in people's minds; wherever he appears, it means someone will die.

Is it myself who is going to die today?

How could this be! I don't want to die!

The murmurs in the gallery suddenly rose, like a pot of boiling water, with discussions rising and falling.

"The Grim Reaper?! He's the legendary Grim Reaper?!"

"Is it really him? Big news, take pictures quickly!"

Reporters raised their cameras, flashes went off everywhere, and the clicking sounds echoed incessantly.

They never expected that a court hearing would lead to their unexpected encounter with death.

This is truly a rare piece of live news.

The door behind him was tightly shut, and Han Chuanyou decided to finish the battle quickly.

"Ryosuke Imamura, do you know your crime?!"

As Imamura Ryosuke watched him walk towards him, each step felt like it was treading on his heart.

His heart was pounding, and he instinctively wanted to run away, but found that he couldn't move his legs at all.

His eyes widened in terror as he looked at the police officers on duty. Seeing that they still hadn't reacted, he shouted:

"Someone brought a weapon in! What are you doing? Take action against him now!"

The police officers snapped out of their daze and immediately pulled out their guns, aiming them at Han Chuanyou. This was the first time they had encountered such an incident.

"Don't move! Stop your dangerous behavior immediately!"

With so many people at the scene, not a single police officer dared to fire, fearing it would cause accidental injuries.

The sidearms carried on their waists have long become mere decorations, and some people don't even load them.

Han Chuanyou glanced around.

There were four police officers at the scene.