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

Kujo nods, picks up the pigeon soup, and takes an elegant sip:

“They are from our vassal family. You can think of them as retainers of the Kujo family. With so many businesses, it’s impossible for the main family to manage everything.”

Like Yuka and Momiji, Yuka's family, the Harada family, is mainly responsible for the daily management and operation of the mansion, while Mochizuki's family is responsible for security. Kiyohara's family manages the Kujo family's education and related businesses. There are several other families as well.

Samkawa Yu expressed understanding.

Island nations are still stuck in a feudal society; powerful clans like the Kujo family live lives no different from those of ancient times.

With both retainers and maids, Old MacArthur, who was once the retired emperor, was not quite up to par.

But if you become one of them, that's a different story. Feudalism is good, isn't it?

After dinner, Kujou Kitsune lay sprawled on the sofa, raising her beautiful legs clad in black stockings and draping them over Han Chuanyou. Her eyes were half-closed, and her voice, languid and laced with a strange allure, drifted from her throat.

"Give me a foot massage, consider it payment for coming all this way to solve your problem."

What a reward this was! Han Chuan You had no reason to refuse.

He held the girl's feet.

Beneath the slightly sheer stockings, her feet were slender and perfectly proportioned to her calves.

Each toe is distinct, and through the thin black filaments, you can see that the toenails are neatly trimmed and rounded, gleaming with a healthy sheen.

The arch of her foot was beautiful, and her heel was round and soft, without any rough dead skin. He turned the girl's foot slightly to the side, and through the gaps between her toes, he could vaguely see the lines on his palm.

After admiring it for a moment, he began to knead it.

It's less of a massage and more of a playful experience. Through the stockings, the skin feels warm and delicate, and the warmth of the skin makes it irresistible.

Feeling Han Chuan You's haphazard movements with her toes, the girl let out a muffled groan, her voice slightly suppressed:

"If you keep pinching me like that, I'll shove my foot in your mouth."

"Please do this!"

"..."

The girl's silence was heartbreaking.

When Kujou Kita reopened his eyes, he glanced at Han Chuan You's lower body and couldn't help but show a look of disdain.

Are all men creatures who think with their lower bodies?

Han Chuanyou felt a little embarrassed, but still said without changing his expression, "You're right, but you should be happy. This is my body affirming you."

Kujou Kitsune chuckled, her eyes narrowing slightly as she glanced at him sideways, revealing a slightly indulgent yet helpless smile.

She pulled her feet back from his arms, slowly reached out, hooked the edge of her stockings, and gently pulled them down.

The slightly open hem of her skirt made the boy's eyes widen.

Damn it! Safety shorts, like mosaics, are one of humanity's most failed inventions!

After the stockings were removed, her long legs, now unhidden, were dazzlingly white, with skin so smooth that pores were almost invisible, and lines that were smooth and symmetrical, as if they were the masterpiece of the creator god.

Nine fox feathers crumpled the stockings into a ball and tossed them into Han Chuan You's arms.

"How pitiful. Here, take it. Consider it compensation for the trouble I caused you." She spoke casually, as if dismissing a beggar.

"I don't need this kind of thing."

Han Chuanyou clutched the stockings that still held the warmth of the girl's body, looking as if she had been wronged.

"Whatever." Kujou Kitsune waved his hand, covered his mouth, and yawned. "I'm going to sleep. Be quiet."

The sound gradually faded, the languid tone finally dissipating in the afternoon sunlight, and the room fell silent.

Han Chuanyou glanced down at the stockings in her hand, then at the face that had fallen into a light sleep and was completely unguarded. After a few seconds of silence, she finally stuffed them into her pocket.

Not littering is a good habit that every student should develop.

Chapter 95 Yagyu Masako: Does He Want Me?

After school in the afternoon, due to the personal involvement of Kujou Kitsune, today's incident was finally overseen by Principal Harukawa, who contacted all the parents to come to the school for a meeting.

As one of the parties involved, Han Chuanyou has the young lady as guarantor, so there's no need to trouble Meiyue to come to the school.

Because Aunt Masako came, Yagyu Genon handed over the kendo club's training to Kazukawa Yu to supervise, while she took her younger sister to the instruction room.

After the kendo training ended, Yuuka Hakkawa noticed that the club president hadn't returned yet, so he decided to go and check on him.

Not far from the administration building, Han Chuanyou spotted Kiyohara Fumi in the distance. She was looking down, her face full of dejection, being led towards the school gate by a middle-aged man beside her.

Having acquired divine sense, his hearing has now reached an extremely acute level, allowing him to clearly hear even the faintest sounds from a hundred meters away.

His attention was drawn to their conversation.

Kiyohara Akihito's face was somewhat gloomy.

As the head of a clan, and before Kujou Kitsune even had a chance to take power, a single phone call summoned him to the school to deal with his daughter's mess.

Strictly speaking, the Kiyohara family was less a retainer and more an employer-employee relationship with the Kujo family. Although they were not as powerful as the Kujo family, which was one of the top five noble families, and were considered a low-ranking noble family, they were still considered nobles.

Now, for such a trivial matter, they've summoned me here and expect me to personally apologize to the Yagyu family. How could a mere samurai family be worthy of this?

Despite his dissatisfaction, Kiyohara Akito maintained the dignity of the family head. He looked around and, seeing that no one was around, lowered his voice: "The young lady didn't ask you anything else, did she?"

"No." Kiyohara Fumi shook her head, her expression puzzled. "Why does Father ask that?"

"That's good. You don't need to ask any more questions. Just behave yourself for now. In a little while, the day will come when the Kiyohara family will rise to prominence. Speaking of which, what a pity about what happened last time..."

Kiyohara Akihito sneered and said no more.

Han Chuanyou's eyes were strange. He never expected to make such a discovery. Through the few words of the Kiyohara family head, it seemed that there was something wrong with the Kiyohara family.

What happened last time was a pity... but what kind of pity are you referring to...?

As for the so-called day when the Kiyohara family will rise to power, who will be suppressing the Kiyohara family? Only the Kujo family.

He took out his phone and tapped on Kujou Kitsune's profile picture.

【Miss Kujo, I want to report you!】

Han Chuanyou never imagined that one day he would become a member of the Chaoyang masses.

Sitting in the car, Kujou Kitsune looked at the message sent by Hanukawa Yu, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, and her delicate brows furrowed slightly.

The Kiyohara family... I never expected it to be them.

These rats in the Kujo family are all incredibly well-hidden, and it would take a lot of effort to find them. But unexpectedly, they've slipped up.

She tapped the screen with her finger: "I understand. I'll arrange for someone to investigate immediately."

You trust me that much?

Nine Fox Feathers' lips curved into a charming smile: "[If we can't find anything, the resources used will be deducted from your trust dividends for this month.]"

【Miss Kujo, I was wrong. What if it's true? Is there a reward?】

One pair of socks isn't enough? You want another pair? That's a bit greedy.

The message was immediately followed by an emoji of someone covering their mouth and laughing contemptuously.

Han Chuanyou subconsciously reached into his pocket, where the silky fabric inside reminded him of the soft touch of the young lady's legs.

I almost forgot to put it away. Otherwise, if Meiyue found this thing when she was doing laundry at home, she would probably be skinned alive without even a chance to explain. She can't just say that she bought it for herself.

He quickly put it into his storage ring, then felt relieved and replied defiantly.

One pair is enough; you can wash them and continue using them.

Seeing his bizarre statement, Kujou Kitsune's expression froze for a moment, and he felt a strange sensation in his feet.

[Very good, that's perverted enough. Remember to be more restrained.]

control?

Han Chuan You smiled dismissively.

How dare they underestimate me? My energy is inexhaustible.

Of course, while the young lady's stockings were somewhat exciting, they weren't enough to give him such a perverted impulse.

I just arrived at the administration building.

An older woman and two younger women, one mature and elegant, walked out the door with two beautiful girls of very different styles. It was a pleasing sight to behold, each with their own unique beauty.

Han Chuan You greeted them, "Auntie Yako, it's been a long time."

"Long time no see, Yu-kun."

Masako Yagyu wore a well-tailored dark dress, which accentuated her slender waist and full curves. Her every move exuded the composure and charm unique to mature women.

Han Chuan Yu discovered that women born into such families all possessed a special air of nobility. This was true of Miss Kujo and the Yagyu sisters as well. It could only be said that money and power truly nurture people.

Yagyu Masako looked at the boy with gratitude in her eyes. She stepped forward, placed her hands on her lower abdomen, and bowed slightly to him. Her expression was solemn, showing no sign of perfunctoriness just because he was a junior.

"Thank you, Yu-kun, for standing up for Anna. Otherwise, I don't know how much more grievances Anna would have suffered at school."

Han Chuanyou gently touched her shoulder, gesturing for her to stand up:

“Aunt Masako is too kind. This is what a friend should do. What I can’t stand the most is this kind of bullying.”

Masako Yagyu's eyebrows relaxed, and she smiled gently at him: "Yu-kun is such a good boy."

The more he looked at the boy in front of him, the more satisfied he became.

He is an outstanding young man with excellent character and academic performance, strong physique, and a strong sense of justice. He is definitely someone you can entrust your life to.

As Yagyu Masako stood up, Hanukawa Yu's gaze was once again drawn to the pendant swaying in front of her.

A high-grade Earth-rank spatial treasure, the kind that can teleport people instantly. Seriously, it's tempting me like this right from the start, making me envious.

Anna Yagyu's eyes were full of admiration: "Senpai, thank you so much. I'm so glad you're alright."

"Kujou-kun also helped with this, so don't forget to thank her." Han Chuan You didn't take all the credit for herself.

Masako Yagyu nodded: "I will personally visit to express my gratitude at that time."

The group walked together toward the school gate.

With graceful steps, Yagyu Masako turned her head to look at him: "We owe you a great debt of gratitude this time, Yu-kun. The Yagyu family must thank you properly. Please feel free to tell me if you need anything."

"Anything is fine?"

Upon hearing this, Han Chuan You looked at the pendant on Yagyu Masako's chest, his eyes filled with eagerness.

It would be great if I could get this through this opportunity.

The boy's gaze was too intense, filled with an inexplicable longing. When Yagyu Masako met his eyes, a slight heat rose to her ears.

This...it's like I'm being asked to...no matter how grateful I am to him, this is still wrong...

Masako Yagyu looked away, a look of embarrassment on her face.

"Well... I'm afraid... I'm afraid that won't work. It also depends on the specific requirements."

Han Chuan You also realized that he was getting a little too excited. He suppressed his inner desire and said seriously, "I was just asking casually. Aunt Yako, you don't need to be so polite."

"Really?" Masako Yagyu raised her slender hand, tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, and smiled with a sigh of relief. "I'd like to invite Yu-kun to my home for a meal. When would you be free, Yu-kun?"

"No need to trouble yourself with that."

"Come on in!" Anna Yagyu's little face was full of anticipation. "Just think of it as coming to our house to play."

Masako Yagyu glanced at Genon Yagyu to the side, feeling somewhat helpless at the girl's taciturn personality, and gently nudged her waist with her elbow.

Yagyu Genon looked at Yagyu Masako, and seeing her gesture, she realized what she meant and said, "Yes, our family is very grateful to you. Please come to our house as a guest."

Han Chuan You smiled slightly:

"Since the Minister has taken the initiative to invite me, I will take my leave of absence out of respect for the Minister. How about it after the exam?"

Upon hearing this, Yagyu Genon's cheeks flushed slightly. What did he mean by "considering his feelings"?

Meeting the boy's smiling gaze, she nodded demurely.

“Then it’s decided.” Anna Yagyu seemed especially happy.

Masako Yagyu, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but sigh silently.

If things continue like this, when will it finally be possible for Yuuki to marry into the Yagyu family?

She recalled the look in the boy's eyes just now, and a sense of distress arose in her heart. She couldn't really let herself be the one to suffer...

Chapter 96 Mizuki's Mysterious Package