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

A gentle breeze blew, the sun shone brightly, and Han Chuan hummed a song as he happily returned home.

As soon as I opened the gate, a delivery truck stopped behind me.

"Hello, is this the Hanchuan family residence?"

Han Chuanyou turned her head, and a deliveryman in a courier company uniform took a small package out of his car and quickly came to Han Chuanyou.

Han Chuanyou nodded: "Yes, what was it?"

"I don't know either. Since it's not wrong, I can just sign here. Thank you for your help."

The deliveryman pulled a pen out of his chest pocket and handed it to him.

"Ok."

After signing, the courier left to continue delivering to the next customer.

Han Chuanyou walked into the house with the package in her hand.

"I am back!"

Meiyue's melodious voice came from the kitchen: "It's still a while before dinner, have some of the fruit on the table to tide you over."

"it is good."

He put down his schoolbag and looked at the express delivery package in his hand, thinking of the blessed talismans and cinnabar he had bought online from overseas.

After so long, we've finally arrived.

He couldn't wait to open the package, ready to see if this blessed item had any special effects.

Even if it doesn't work, it can still be used to create magic arrays. I imagine that magic arrays made with professional talisman paper would be more powerful.

But when he opened the package and saw what was inside, he looked somewhat puzzled.

This little pink thing... is it Mizuki's package?

Looking at the already opened box, Han Chuanyou felt doomed. There was no name on it, so who would know whose package it was?

Just as he was about to close the box and pretend nothing had happened.

Han Chuan Meiyue walked out of the kitchen, picked up a water glass from the coffee table, took a sip of water, glanced casually at the cardboard box on his lap, and asked curiously:

What did you buy?

"nothing."

Han Chuanyou put the box aside, casually took out his phone and swiped around, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Don't tell me you bought some weird stuff again?"

Han Chuan Mei Yue put down her cup and stepped forward. Seeing his slightly guilty look, she became even more certain of her suspicions.

"Bring it here so I can take a look."

Han Chuanyou hugged the package back to his arms, his expression serious, and kindly reminded:

"Mizuki, you'd better pretend nothing happened. It'll be better for both of us. Otherwise, you'll definitely regret it."

"Dream on! Judging from your expression, you must have bought something incredible. I think I need to correct you today."

Han Chuan Mei Yue snatched the package and reached inside to take out the items.

Looking down, both of them fell into a long silence.

Han Chuan You turned his face away nonchalantly, indicating that it had nothing to do with him: "This isn't mine, and I don't need it. Mizuki, you're quite the player."

Han Chuan Meiyue took a deep breath, feeling as if her toes were about to tear through her slippers.

"This isn't mine either."

Guess if I believe it or not, it's just you and me in the house, who else would buy it?

Of course, he wouldn't say that out loud.

"Um……"

Feeling it necessary to ease the tension, Han Chuanyou turned back to Mizuki with a loving expression, showing his approval.

"Mizuki, I understand you. You've already done a great job of holding back from eating for so long, so let's go~"

"Shut up."

Meeting his gaze, Han Chuan Meiyue could no longer hold back, her expression turning red with embarrassment and anger.

It's all because of this brat's increasingly outrageous behavior lately, leaving her in a limbo. Even simple comforting words are gradually becoming insufficient to suppress his anger, so she has to think of another way.

After thinking it over and over, she came up with this kind of thing. It was the first time she had ever bought this type of toy, but before she even got her hands on it, Han Chuan You discovered it.

"Okay, okay, it's only human nature, I understand you."

Han Chuanyou took the item from her hand, opened it, took out the remote control inside, and teased her.

"Mizuki, do you want me to take better control of you?"

Upon hearing this, Han Chuan Mei Yue revealed a bright yet dangerous smile on her fair face, and raised her hand to pinch the boy's chin.

"Instead of controlling me, I think there's another way to play, like putting it inside you isn't out of the question."

Han Chuanyou felt a chill run down his spine and immediately begged for mercy: "Meiyue, I was wrong, I won't play Four Loves anymore."

"Alright, give it back to me."

Han Chuan Mei Yue snorted coldly, reached out, and snatched the controller from his hand.

"If you ever take my things apart again, you'll be sorry."

There were almost no secrets between the two of them, and such private things were exposed to him, at most causing him some embarrassment.

We've long since become inseparable, and it's not shameful for the other person to know about this. We're not far from a relationship where we're intertwined.

This is just child's play.

Mizuki Hanakawa is very good at comforting herself.

"Who knows whose stuff is in here? There's not even a signature. I thought it was something I ordered that arrived."

Finding Mizuki's cold expression particularly amusing, Han Chuan You raised his hands, cupped her soft cheeks, and made her look up at him slightly, smiling as he said:

"You really don't need it? I find it quite interesting. Since you don't want me to repay your kindness in raising me with my body, you can't accept this method either?"

The boy's breath brushed against her cheek, and Han Chuan Meiyue's throat bobbed. Her heart couldn't help but feel a little warm, but she quickly calmed down and adopted the demeanor of an older sister:

"Be serious, or I'll beat you up."

Han Chuanyou stared into her clear eyes and said earnestly:

“Meiyue, I’ve really grown up. I’m touched by your efforts to suppress yourself and take on the responsibility of being the eldest sister. But I don’t want you to suppress yourself too much. I don’t know how you’ve been all these years.”

Han Chuan You was filled with nothing but admiration. The fact that she could endure for so long showed how much Mizuki cared about her.

The two are so far apart in age. Meiyue is twenty-seven now, and she'll be almost thirty in a couple of years. If she keeps holding back, he's afraid she'll develop some kind of mental illness.

This must have been suppressed for over ten years, it's so daring...

Han Chuan Mei Yue's eyes flickered, and the flame in her heart that she had been trying so hard to suppress grew stronger and stronger.

The boy's aura was unsettling.

Oh no, that intense urge to mate is back again.

She found humans, creatures that are constantly in heat, to be far too troublesome.

Asking Xiaoyou to help her solve the problem... was indeed quite tempting for her...

There's no risk of losing my job this way, since I didn't actually get any food. But the thought of how I'd become a complete mess under his care... After being a parent for so many years, it's still a bit hard to accept.

Just then, the doorbell rang, and a deliveryman's slightly apologetic voice came from outside.

"Um... I'm sorry, I forgot to deliver a package earlier. Please come out and sign for it again!"

Han Chuan Mei Yue snapped out of her daze, removed his hands from her cheeks, and glared at him:

"If you want to do it with me, just say so. Don't make it so emotional."

"Mizuki, you're such a mood killer."

Han Chuan You protested his innocence, only to be met with a charming eye roll from Mei Yue.

Han Chuan Mei Yue shoved him: "Go get the package, you little brat. You think you can make me beg for mercy from you? Dream on."

Han Chuan You compromised, saying, "I'll beg for mercy from you if you want."

"Screw you."

Han Chuanyou smiled, and before leaving, he swiftly snatched the controller from her hand and put it in his pocket, saying in a serious tone:

"I'll leave this here. Meiyue, you're making me, as a man, feel like a failure. It's confiscated. You're not allowed to play with it alone. If you want to play with it, just tell me."

Han Chuan Meiyue looked down at the remaining items in her hand, then at his departing figure, and sighed helplessly.

It was just a toy, how did it turn into this?

This time, the newly received package belonged to Han Chuan You himself.

"Dinner is ready."

Han Chuan Mei Yue carried the plate out of the kitchen and, seeing the stacks of talismans in the box, couldn't help but ask:

"When did you start researching these supernatural things again? It's not a good thing."

Han Chuanyou looked at the talismans and inscriptions, his eyes growing brighter and brighter, and casually explained:

"I'm just interested. Don't worry, this is the orthodox Taoist culture of Xia Kingdom. Those cults can't get involved. Once I've mastered my divine skills and learned how to turn beans into soldiers and summon heavenly thunder, I'll help you get rid of those cancerous tumors."

"Really? Then do as you please."

Han Chuan Mei Yue assumed he was just having another bout of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), but still gave him some advice:

"If I find out you've been brainwashed by some cult, you'd better pray you survive my fists."

Rather than having his mind filled with thoughts of the Holy Lord and God King, Han Chuan Meiyue would rather have his mind filled with thoughts of sex every day.

"Yes, yes, no, that won't happen."

Han Chuanyou casually replied, took out the talismans, and looked at the subtitles that appeared before him with great satisfaction.

[Products from the Taiyi Sect's Lingbao Pavilion are guaranteed to be of the highest quality. You have received the following items: 3 x Yellow-Rank High-Grade Five Thunder Talismans, 3 x Yellow-Rank High-Grade Flying God Talismans, 2 x Yellow-Rank Mid-Grade Disease-Expelling Talismans, 18 x Yellow-Rank Mid-Grade Talisman Papers, and 1 tael of Yellow-Rank High-Grade Cinnabar.]

Chapter 97 The Americans

I bought a total of thirty talismans, of which only eight were effective. I also bought a lot of talisman paper, and I didn't expect that cinnabar also had grades.

This was somewhat unexpected for Han Chuan You.

He bought these mysterious things just to try his luck, but he didn't expect to actually be able to buy talismans with special effects.

Although there is a probability factor involved, there is indeed a chance of finding a treasure when buying certain special items online.

In that case, we have another way to obtain resources in the future.

As I placed my hand on the talisman, information about it flooded my mind.

As the name suggests, the Five Thunder Talisman is used to summon heavenly thunder to attack enemies.

As for the Flying God Talisman, it summons three golden-armored celestial soldiers at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining to descend to the mortal realm, capable of fighting enemies in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, and lasts for fifteen minutes.

The disease-repelling talisman is even simpler; it's for treating illnesses, though I don't know if it can cure cancer.

He immediately opened the overseas shopping app and gave the shop selling talismans a five-star review.

[The goods have been received. The talismans are of excellent quality and can truly summon heavenly thunder and heavenly soldiers. They match the seller's description perfectly. My child loves them and used three in one go. They are not irritating at all. Highly recommended!]

Stop playing on your phone and come eat.

Han Chuan Mei Yue sat at the dining table and, seeing him laughing at something, couldn't help but urge him on.

"coming."

……

7 PM, Tama area, Tokyo, Yokota Air Base, America.

A military transport plane slowly landed on the runway. The cabin door slowly opened, a gangway descended, and a group of people of varying heights and builds walked out of the cabin one by one.

The group included several researchers in white coats and a team of burly, fully armed soldiers who looked like elite American troops.

The leader was a middle-aged man of medium build with a receding hairline, dressed in military uniform, the epaulets on his shoulders indicating that he was no ordinary person.