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

Such astonishing destructive power can only be explained by high-tech weapons.

Although they are devout Christians, faith is faith, and science is science.

Meanwhile, our Grim Reaper is completely unaware of their actions these past few days and is currently busy preparing for his exams.

After several days of silence, William, who had been eyeing the situation with predatory intent and had laid a trap to make a big move, became increasingly anxious.

He rushed to the scene of all the cases in Tokyo in the past two days, but came up empty-handed.

He even began to suspect that the Xia Kingdom must have learned of their movements and deliberately let Death hide, keeping them busy and deliberately teasing them.

It truly deserves to be called an ancient country that has stood tall on the world stage for five thousand years without ever leaving the historical stage.

The Xia Kingdom is too wicked.

Who leaked the secret?

William was certain that Death was plotting something even deeper!

William kept changing tactics and outsmarted thin air for several days, while Han Chuan You finally finished his exams. Next up was the much-anticipated Golden Week.

On stage, after Sakura Hideko finished explaining the precautions for the holiday, she officially announced the end of school. The classroom instantly became lively, with discussions about where to go and what to do during the holiday rising and falling.

Faint cheers could be heard from the surrounding classes, and the sounds of desks and chairs scraping against the ground echoed throughout the school, which was filled with the joy of the upcoming holiday.

Nakamura Taito turned around and excitedly slammed his hand on his table:

"Kankawa, let's go! Let's go to Akihabara!"

"No, I have plans with someone else."

Han Chuan You packed his schoolbag and pushed the chair under the table. Today was a rare day without club activities, as he had agreed to visit the Yagyu family.

I wonder what the Minister's house is like? Based on his stereotype of a kendo family, it must be an old-fashioned mansion with carved beams and painted rafters, a large courtyard, and several dojos scattered inside, right?

"Who is it? A date with Miss Kujo? Or Yagyu-kun?" Nakamura Taito sighed, his voice heavy with melancholy. "Kankawa, we've drifted further and further apart."

"Alright, we have so many days of holiday, let's make plans again later."

Hanchuan Yu patted him on the shoulder, turned and left amidst Nakamura Taito's envious and jealous gaze, heading towards the club president's class.

"Senior!"

Anna was already waiting at the door of her sister's classroom. When she saw Han Chuan Yu coming over, she happily waved to him. At this moment, Yagyu Genne also came out of the classroom, carrying her handbag in both hands, still with her usual cold-faced kitten look.

How did you do on the exam?

Anna Yagyu wrinkled her nose cutely: "It's just the start of vacation, don't you know this is a very sensitive issue, senpai?"

"Really?" Han Chuan You raised his hand and patted her head. "I didn't expect that Anna, who looks so well-behaved, is not good at dealing with exams at all."

The girl's hair was warm, and its fluffy texture felt wonderful to the touch.

"There's nothing I can do about it; studying isn't my strong suit."

Anna Yagyu smiled sweetly, squinting her eyes as she enjoyed being patted on the head. Her head swayed slightly with the movement of his hand, like a kitten that had been comfortably petted.

Yagyu Genon's gaze fell on that hand, her phoenix eyes darkened slightly, she pursed her lips, and finally couldn't help but raise her hand to slap away Han Chuan You's hand.

"Don't touch me."

Han Chuan You withdrew his hand, his tone slightly helpless:

“Anna didn’t say anything, and you, as her older sister, are meddling so much.”

He completely treated Anna like a younger sister. He had an older sister, and he actually really wanted a younger sister.

It seems like she's missing a mother figure, but an older sister is like a mother, so if she calls Meiyue "Mom," Meiyue probably won't refuse, and might even be quite happy to do so.

But he didn't have the quirk of calling young women "Mom." In fact, he preferred to be called "Dad" rather than "Mom."

Seeing the girl glaring at him, he smiled and patted her head again, his eyes filled with fatherly love.

"Okay, okay, you're a good girl too."

The boy's palm had a reassuringly warm touch, and Yagyu Genon froze for a moment.

"you……"

All eyes seemed to be drawn to them. Yagyu Genne felt that everyone in the corridor was looking at them, and her ears involuntarily flushed red. A hint of panic appeared on her originally calm face.

She tried her best to suppress her inner shame and anger, her tone slightly cold.

"Take your hand away."

She sensed something was off about the other person's gaze, so she lowered her voice, still maintaining that cold tone, but her voice trembled slightly at the end, her face tense, adding a touch of weakness that made her look unexpectedly cute.

Han Chuanyou didn't stop immediately; his smile deepened as he continued to rub it.

"You say one thing, but your actions say another..."

"You still dare to talk!"

Meeting her sister's slightly strange gaze, Yagyu Tsurune finally couldn't hold back any longer. She picked up the boy's hand that was on her head and threw it aside. Then, ignoring the two of them, she started walking ahead alone, her cheeks flushed.

Under the sunlight, the girl's skirt fluttered, revealing a small section of her fair skin, and her slightly hurried steps showed that her inner world was far from calm as it appeared.

"Sister, wait for me!"

Anna Yagyu turned her head and said reproachfully:

"Senior, you've made my sister angry."

"Really? I'm sorry."

Han Chuan You did not deny it.

He didn't think the minister was angry.

Oh my, the proud and aloof minister is still so adorable.

He slowly followed the two women.

At the school gate, Masako Yagyu stood quietly by the roadside, waiting for the group to be dismissed from school.

Today, she wore a well-tailored mauve dress, the soft fabric hugging her body's curves, with a thin ivory white leather belt around her waist, which made her waist look even more slender.

The skirt reached her knees, and she wore a light gray cashmere cardigan over it. She carried a small bag in both hands, and her long hair was tied up and placed on her shoulders, adding a touch of gentle and intellectual beauty.

Her outstanding looks, coupled with her elegant and gentle temperament, drew frequent glances from passersby, making it hard to believe that she is already a mother of two.

Chapter 102 So, the boy confessed his feelings to his aunt.

When Han Chuanyu saw Aunt Yako from afar, he couldn't help but agree with the thoughts that had just crossed his mind.

Sure enough, I still prefer being called "Dad".

Of course, this was just his sincere recognition of Aunt Masako's charm.

This is perfectly normal. Wanting to marry someone is the most straightforward and highest form of praise for a woman.

Just like when you see a beautiful woman online who makes your heart flutter, most people would say, "Hey, wife."

Instead of immediately calling out "Mom," that's sexual repression.

"Aunt Masako, I'm sorry to bother you today."

"Don't bother us." Masako Yagyu shook her head, a charming and gentle smile on her lips, and waved to the group. "Let's go, there are quite a few cars picking people up today, the cars are over there."

After getting in the car, it headed towards Bunkyo Ward and finally stopped in front of a two-story villa.

The villa was surrounded by a high stone wall, the exposed raw stones of which had been polished to an artistic feel. There was also an electrified wire mesh on the top, and the security was quite thorough. Han Chuanyou could sense the guards distributed throughout the villa.

Presumably for privacy reasons, these guards were all women, but the guns on their waists showed that they were definitely not to be trifled with by ordinary bandits; he, a lawless madman, was a different story.

Instead of robbing these powerful families, I'm stuck to this miserable life of toiling away every day. I'm truly a kind person. Those who say I'm ruthless killers are just ridiculous.

The gate opens automatically, revealing a large courtyard with lush green lawns, artificial hills and fountains in the corners, and a path paved with bluestone slabs leading to the villa. Nature and modernity blend together harmoniously.

This highly modern, upscale two-story villa completely overturned Han Chuanyou's preconceived notions.

"I thought you would live in a quaint old house, but I didn't expect you to live in such a modern house."

Masako Yagyu parked the car in the parking space and explained gently:

"The old house you mentioned is in Nara. As the place where the Yagyu family rose to prominence, the ancestral home is still preserved in Yagyu, Nara. Every year during the spring and autumn festivals, all members of the family go back to hold sword fighting demonstrations and Shinto rituals."

"Really? That sounds interesting."

Yagyu Masako smiled, turned slightly to the side, opened the car door, and got out: "I'll definitely have a chance to take you to see it in the future. Okay, get out of the car."

She said that once Han Chuan You takes control of the Yagyu family, he will personally preside over the ceremony every year thereafter.

In her eyes, Han Chuan You had already become the future son-in-law of the Yagyu family.

Han Chuanyou followed them into the house.

The interior is decorated in warm colors, with large areas of apricot and light beige interwoven, creating an elegant and cozy atmosphere.

The layout is typical of Western style, with the living room, dining room, kitchen and bathroom naturally divided by walls. It doesn't have the heavy feeling of an old-fashioned family home, but rather feels like an ordinary and warm home.

It's just that the area is a bit too big, almost twice the size of Han Chuan's house, not counting the yard.

How much is this worth? Han Chuan You doesn't want to work hard anymore.

Whether you're a father or a son, it's fine!

If he becomes a son, he will gain a mother; if he becomes a father, he will gain two daughters. No matter how you look at it, it's a huge win.

Han Chuanyou was somewhat surprised to not see any servants. He had thought that a prestigious family like the Yagyu family would at least have a few people to help with household chores.

"Tsurune, Anna, please have Yuu-kun sit down."

Masako Yagyu placed her handbag on the cabinet in the entryway, rolling up her sleeves as she spoke.

"I'm cooking today myself."

The two women responded and led Han Chuanyou to sit down on the sofa in the living room.

Although the Yagyu family is a long-established samurai family, it does not have the intricacies of those aristocratic families.

During busy weekdays, servants are responsible for taking care of the house and its surroundings, and meals are prepared by dedicated staff. On holidays, they prefer to cook for themselves, and the servants go home on holiday. As for the guards, they live in a private house behind the villa, where they arrange their own living arrangements and do not disturb each other.

After Yagyu Masako left, Kazukawa Yuugo lay on the sofa and beckoned to the two women:

"Please sit down, don't be shy. Just bring me the best food and drinks. I can eat by myself. Of course, I won't refuse if you'd like to feed me."

He felt that this was the proper way to behave at a friend's house.

Seeing his irritating look, Yagyu Genon couldn't help but kick his foot.

"You're really not being polite."

"Is this how you treat your guests?"

Sandwiched between the two, Anna Yagyu consciously acted as the lubricant for their intimate exchanges:

"Alright, sister, it's not easy for my senior to come to my house, so I'll make the tea and you can go cut the fruit."

Yagyu Genon bent down, took an apple from the fruit basket on the coffee table, and tossed it into his arms: "Eat it yourself."

"The apple peel gets stuck in my teeth, it doesn't taste good, can you peel it for me?"

Han Chuan You handed her the apple.

What a joke! He's here to act like a big shot. At home, Meiyue never even let him eat an apple peel.

"Believe it or not, I'll nibble it on you with my mouth?"

"Really? I don't care about imported apples or anything like that."

Han Chuanyou became interested and looked at her expectantly.

The minister, embarrassed and annoyed, grabbed the apple, opened his rosy lips, took a big bite, turned his head away, and ignored him.

Since we couldn't tease the department head anymore, things got quite boring until Anna returned, and the atmosphere became lively again.

But all of this had nothing to do with Yagyu Genon; the excitement belonged to them, while he felt frustrated.

The minister, sulking, munched on an apple while watching his sister and Hanchuan You chatting happily, which only fueled his anger. He found their noise bothersome.

And why is this apple so sour?

It was only after Han Chuan You took the initiative to pull her into the conversation that Yagyu Tsurune's mood improved considerably.

Later, smelling the delicious aroma coming from the kitchen, Anna Yagyu pulled her older sister into the kitchen to help.

"Let me do it next. My senior has helped me so many times. This is his first time visiting my home, so I want to cook a couple of dishes for him myself."