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

How should we deal with the boy's sincere feelings?

For the first time, Masako Yagyu was troubled by matters of the heart.

Chapter 104 Swimsuit Mizuki, Burned Out

After finishing their meal and staying at the Yagyu family's house for a while, Hanchuan You prepared to take his leave.

"Yu-kun, come again next time."

The three members of the Yagyu family saw him to the door. Yagyu Masako folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen, her smile gentle and proper, but her eyes held some indescribable emotions.

Looking at the boy in front of her again, she felt a little conflicted. She could no longer treat him as a normal junior.

"Goodbye, senior."

"Be careful on the road."

It was rare for the minister to speak up.

"Yes." Han Chuanyou responded, "I'd like to invite you all to my home sometime, including Aunt Yako."

Masako Yagyu felt a slight stirring in her heart.

On the surface, this is an invitation to Tsurune and the others, but is the real purpose for himself? Is he using this opportunity to further strengthen the relationship between the two of them?

In island cultures, it is a very intimate act for men and women to visit each other's homes, often signifying that the relationship has reached a certain stage.

Will they make any strange requests then?

She suppressed the strange emotions in her heart, remained calm, and naturally took out her phone: "Then I'll have the driver take you."

Hankawa Yu did not refuse.

On the bus, watching the street scenes flash by outside the window, Han Chuanyou leaned back in his seat, a smile playing on his lips.

Today was a very successful day.

A level-eight magic artifact, especially one of the spatial type, is so valuable that its worth cannot be measured in monetary terms.

Thinking back to the previous misunderstanding, I'm just glad Aunt Yako didn't misunderstand me.

Han Chuan You had no idea that Aunt Masako would mistakenly think that he had confessed his feelings to her.

Is he that kind of person? Although he is happy to be someone else's father, he has great respect for this great woman who raised her niece alone.

Today, he learned about the Yagyu sisters' background from Aunt Masako.

No wonder, he had previously thought that Aunt Masako's age didn't seem like that of a woman who had already had two children; she looked to be at most around thirty years old.

"Mizuki, I'm back!"

As soon as Han Chuanyou entered the living room, he saw a scene that made his blood boil.

At this moment, Mizuki was wearing a two-piece swimsuit. The two triangular pieces of fabric on the upper body were connected by thin ropes, barely covering her full breasts. The soft, white flesh that spilled out from the sides aroused his desire to explore. It was like a glutinous rice ball that had not been fully unpacked, so soft and tender that he wanted to take a bite.

Han Chuan You wished that the two taut ropes would break because they couldn't bear such a heart.

The lower body features a slit skirt paired with briefs, revealing her fair and rounded thighs that are dazzlingly white, followed by long and slender calves, with every inch of her figure perfectly proportioned.

Is it some kind of swimsuit show today?

How do I look in this outfit?

Seeing him enter, Han Chuan Meiyue put one hand on her hip and the other on her cheek, making a seductive gesture, waiting for his evaluation.

"You're incredibly strong, Mizuki. You look absolutely delicious right now. I wish I could eat you right now."

"Heh... I won't give it to you."

Han Chuan Mei Yue's eyes curved slightly, and she smiled charmingly, very satisfied with the boy's reaction. She had put on this outfit just for this moment.

Han Chuanyou stepped forward, raised his hand, and tugged at the thin rope on her shoulder.

It felt heavy, and the soft flesh jiggled with it. No wonder Mizuki often complained of sore shoulders.

He began in a very serious tone:

Shake well before drinking.

"Don't try to be a pervert with me."

Han Chuan Mei Yue slapped his hand away and struck him on the head with her palm, making a shaky sound as her body lost its support.

Han Chuan You pouted regretfully, resisting the urge to pinch him: "Why are you suddenly wearing a swimsuit?"

"I bought a swimsuit for a trip, and now I'm trying it on to see if it fits."

Han Chuan Mei Yue raised her arms, stretched her body, and yawned like a cat:

"How can I not travel during the Golden Week holiday? The weather is just right now, so I plan to go to Okinawa for a vacation. Sunbathing on the beach sounds so nice. I've already booked my plane tickets and accommodation."

Han Chuan You was somewhat surprised: "When?"

"I'll rest at home for the next two days to recharge so I'll have more energy to play then."

She even took two days off for this. As for Han Chuanyou, it's not like she absolutely had to go to school, so it wouldn't matter if she went a couple of days late.

"Wearing this to the beach?"

Mizuki can keep this swimsuit for herself; wearing it to the beach is absolutely out of the question.

Han Chuan Mei Yue smiled slightly. She wore this outfit only for Han Chuan You to see; no one else had the right to see it.

"Don't worry, I've rented a small guesthouse by the sea with a small courtyard. I can sunbathe in the courtyard, and Xiaoyou will be in charge of applying sunscreen for me."

"No problem, I'll apply it all over your body inside and out."

Han Chuanyou instantly felt excited, wondering if his beach vacation with Meiyue could create some unforgettable and wonderful memories.

Looking at the stunning figure of this human beauty before him, Han Chuanyou took a step closer, spread his index fingers and thumbs, and pinched Meiyue's supple and delicate waist on both sides to measure it.

"Mizuki, you've maintained your figure very well. Your waist seems even thinner."

"It's your hands that have grown bigger."

"Is that so?" Han Chuanyou leaned closer, placed one hand on Meiyue's lower back, pulled her close, and looked down at her. "Now that you've grown up, it's time to be filial to you."

Han Chuan Mei Yue pushed him away irritably: "Get away from me, you're pressing against me."

"Mizuki, you did this on purpose. You know I'm at the age where I'm full of energy, yet you deliberately seduce me. That's too much."

"Isn't what you did excessive? Just accept it."

Han Chuan Mei Yue rolled her eyes upwards, and even with that look of disdain, it still made her look exceptionally charming on her delicate face.

Helpless, Han Chuanyou lifted the hem of his swimsuit and gently fanned her half-exposed fair skin with a crisp sound.

"I feel better now. I have something to do upstairs. Bye."

Han Chuan You ran away after hitting him.

Han Chuan Meiyue touched her buttocks, looking at his departing figure with a sense of helplessness.

"You'd better not be there to take care of your physiological needs."

"You guessed right. Remember not to come into my room, okay? I'll get shy."

He turned around and said seriously that, to avoid being disturbed by Mizuki while he was studying, he could only use this to force her away.

Back in his room, after closing the door, Han Chuanyou couldn't wait to take out the Star-Connecting Lock.

The blood test was performed as usual. After the blood was absorbed, the sapphire became even more crystal clear, with a faint spiritual light flowing inside, making it look quite extraordinary.

Han Chuanyou hung the pendant in front of her, and with a thought, the pendant disappeared under her collar.

Fortunately, it can be hidden like a storage ring; otherwise, this feminine style would look too out of place hanging around his neck.

With the successful recognition of the Lord, the usage is already well understood.

Judging that Meiyue probably wouldn't come to his room, he raised his hand and drew in front of him. Star marks that only he could see appeared in the air and quickly condensed into a star seal, which hung in mid-air and shimmered with a faint blue light.

Next comes the consumption of experimental artifacts.

With a thought, he vanished from his spot and soon reappeared in a public toilet stall about five kilometers from his home.

He closed his eyes and communicated with the Star Lock in his mind.

A cluster of starlight instantly appeared in his mind, with one starlight being particularly bright. He could vaguely see the environment of the room at that moment: the desk, the lamp, and the half-open curtains.

This is very useful, as it prevents you from being suddenly teleported to a place where there are people, and avoids appearing out of thin air in front of others.

He extended his consciousness toward that starlight.

[Activating the Star Lock consumes your own spiritual power/spirit stones. You currently have sufficient spiritual power. Please select the consumption method.]

There are other options? This feature is also very useful. Han Chuanyou chose to consume his own spiritual power without hesitation.

The next second, his figure vanished from the spot and instantly reappeared in the room.

Then his legs went weak, and with a thud, he knelt down on the ground, supporting himself with his hands.

careless...

Wearing a spaghetti strap lounge dress, Mizuki Hanakawa wondered what Yu Hanakawa was doing up there. If he really did something harmful to his body because of her temptation, she would feel really guilty.

"Xiao You, I'm coming in."

No one responded.

To avoid seeing anything strange, Mizuki Hanakawa waited a while before pushing the door open and entering. She then saw Yu Hanakawa kneeling on the ground, bowing deeply to her.

The scene startled her.

Why are you kneeling on the ground?

Han Chuan You had only one feeling at this moment.

It's about to burn itself out.

The feeling of having 60% of one's spiritual energy suddenly drained is really unpleasant.

At this moment, Han Chuanyou felt an exceptional emptiness in his body.

He raised his hand and waved it, his voice weak: "My legs are weak, let me rest for a bit."

"Did you get dizzy from masturbation?"

Han Chuan Meiyue spoke cautiously, afraid of hurting her beloved younger brother's self-esteem. Given the scene before her, this was the only possibility she could think of.

Han Chuan You felt he had been greatly slandered:

"Absolutely not, I'm just tired and need to rest for a while."

Han Chuan Meiyue found it amusing, walked over and squatted down, gently comforting her, "Even if you're weak and it's short, I won't mind. If your brother isn't good enough, there are other places."

What was with that comforting tone? Han Chuan You felt insulted again.

The feeling of exhaustion had subsided considerably. He leaned on Meiyue's shoulder and slowly stood up.

"Mizuki, for the sake of my reputation, I feel it's necessary to show you properly."

Han Chuan Meiyue sniffed the air and found that there was indeed no strange smell, so she gradually felt relieved.

Although she didn't care about the length of Han Chuanyou's penis, she wouldn't mind if it made her more sexually satisfied.

"Then forget it, I won't bother you anymore."

Mizuki tactfully left. After a moment of hesitation, Han Chuan realized that the ability to teleport at any time was not enough; he also needed advance warning. So he quickly went home before Mizuki opened the door.

Among the array formation explanations I obtained earlier, there happened to be a mother-child early warning array, which belongs to the talisman array. The talisman paper I bought before can now also play a role.

He went to his desk, took out cinnabar and talisman paper from his storage ring, dipped a brush in some cinnabar, concentrated his mind, and began to outline on the talisman paper.

As the brush falls, spiritual energy slowly flows into the paper through the tip. The formation of the pattern requires a single, continuous stroke; there can be no pauses or distractions.

Han Chuanyou held his breath, his wrist as steady as a rock, and with a flourish of his brush, fine lines gradually took shape on the talisman paper.

He drew three in one go, but the array patterns on the first one started to fall apart slightly when he finished the stroke, so it was ruined.

The second talisman was drawn smoothly, and then came the mother talisman. With the last stroke, a light golden halo appeared on the surface of the talisman paper, and then it returned to the appearance of ordinary talisman paper, faintly exuding spiritual charm.

It became.

Han Chuanyou examined the talisman with satisfaction for a moment, then got up, looked around the room, calculated the distance, and finally stuck the talisman under the desk.

After attaching it, he pressed his fingertip against the center of the talisman and slowly infused it with a wisp of spiritual energy.

The talisman emitted a buzzing sound, and a hidden, invisible membrane of spiritual energy spread out from the center of the talisman, just covering the doorway.