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

Only the two of them remained between the water and the sky.

That's kind of romantic.

Han Chuanyou's heart skipped a beat. She felt like she was about to fall into this guy's gentle trap. How did her skills in seduction improve again?

Kujou Kitsune glanced at him sideways, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

"Are you tempted?"

“Yes, this atmosphere…” Han Chuanyou turned his head, his gaze falling on her slightly upturned lips, “Shouldn’t we give her a kiss?”

Are you confessing your feelings to me?

Never mind what I said.

Falling into this guy's trap is not a good thing.

Kujou Kitsune chuckled softly.

Not far behind, Momiji and Yuka watched the two people on the beach, thinking how wonderful it is to be young.

The scenery was beautiful, but after a while, they began to experience some aesthetic fatigue. Around noon, the two took a car back to the hotel.

Kujou Kitsune first went upstairs to change her clothes before coming to the restaurant. Her slightly preppy pleated skirt paired with black stockings caught Hanakawa Yu's eye.

Is changing clothes before meals a custom of the Kujo family?

The hotel's restaurant is usually only open when important members of the Kujo family visit.

At this moment, all the top chefs are busy serving the two people in the private room.

The variety of exquisite and unique dishes dazzled Han Chuan You; they were all distinctive seafood dishes, full of Ryukyu flair.

Each dish was sampled only briefly by the nine fox feathers, and then set aside.

Han Chuanyou couldn't help but complain, "You're being too wasteful."

Nine fox feathers picked up a piece of scallop meat that had just been served and put it in their mouths: "You have a small appetite, you can't finish it, but you have a big appetite, so it's yours."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

He was getting a little impatient waiting for each dish to arrive, but he still felt that eating his fill in one go was more in line with his personality.

Seeing him enjoying his meal so much, Kujou Kitesuke raised her beautiful eyes slightly and teased, "Does eating what I've eaten make you feel good?"

"It's nothing, I'm just heartbroken about these precious ingredients."

Nine Fox Feathers curled their lips into a smile: "You lied."

"Tsk... I didn't care at first, but it's because you asked that I started to overthink it."

Kujou Kitsune put down her knife and fork, propped her chin up with one hand, and revealed a look in her eyes that had already seen through him:

"Doesn't that mean you have feelings for me? I never thought you were such a hypocrite. Actually, if you could tell me the truth, maybe I would have agreed to it?"

"Am I being hypocritical?"

Since that's the case, Han Chuan You swallowed the lobster meat in his mouth.

"Then I want to see you naked."

"..."

Nine fox feathers remained silent for a moment.

"That's way too direct."

Han Chuanyou chuckled, finding it amusing to see the young lady suffer: "Can't take a joke."

Nine Fox Feathers shook his head, deciding not to bother with this shameless fellow.

After wandering around outside for so long, Kujo Kitsune was tired and decided to go back to her hotel room to rest for a while.

Han Chuanyou was led into the room and was shocked by its luxurious furnishings.

Kujou Kitsune walked to the tatami mat by the French windows and sat down, stretching her legs to relax her muscles. Underneath the stockings, her beautiful legs had smooth and graceful lines, with firm and soft curves in her calves, and the curves from her thighs to her waist were just right, giving her a very manga-like appearance.

She turned her head: "Do you still have the stockings I gave you last time?"

"Why are you asking this? Of course it's still there. I didn't do anything. Do you want it?"

Kujou Kitsune showed a slightly regretful expression, leaned back, and beckoned to him with her finger.

"come over."

"What?"

"sit down."

Han Chuanyou sat down next to her, and Kujou Kouyu leaned against his chest, squinting her eyes like a cat that had found the perfect spot for a nap.

The girl's body was light and soft, her long, silky hair cascading over his shoulders. He could see her long, slightly upturned eyelashes, her delicate nose, and her profile, which was like a work of art.

Hearing his slightly accelerated heartbeat, Kujo Kitsune felt pleased and slowly spoke:

"I thought you were going to do something drastic, but it seems you're not as twisted as I imagined."

"What kind of image do I have in your mind?"

Han Chuanyou felt somewhat helpless. He rested his chin on the top of her head and his gaze unconsciously shifted downwards, landing on her long legs encased in stockings.

It has to be said that Miss Kujo's legs are indeed very suitable for wearing stockings, which can bring out all the advantages of her legs.

Nine fox feathers rubbed their heads against his chest and chuckled, "Looks like you're still quite interested in my stockings."

How infuriating! Han Chuanyou felt like he had no secrets from her, at least not when it came to his perverted nature.

Nine Fox Feathers sat up from his lap, turned to face him, and gently lifted the hem of her skirt with her fingertips, stretching her long legs out in front of him, her stockings gleaming delicately in the sunlight.

"Help me take it off."

Han Chuanyou finally understood why she had changed her clothes; it turned out she was waiting for him here.

He was ruthless; only a fool wouldn't take advantage of a good deal.

He reached out his finger and gently hooked the edge of the stockings, feeling the warm touch of the soft flesh beneath. He carefully and slowly pulled the stockings down her legs, as if unwrapping a beautiful gift.

The silky fabric slipped away, revealing skin as white as porcelain.

Thighs, knees, calves, ankles, gradually revealed in the afternoon light and shadow.

With the stockings completely removed, Kujou Kitsune did not take the stockings he offered.

"It's up to you. Don't worry that I'll think you're ashamed of doing this. I won't mind."

"Absolutely not, I don't have that hobby, don't slander me."

The silk fabric in his hand still carried the warmth of the girl's body. Han Chuanyou looked down at her long legs, which were no longer covered. Her skin was so delicate that you could hardly see any pores, and her lines were smooth and even.

"I think Kujo's legs suit me better than stockings."

"Ha, dream on."

The girl slightly opened her eyes, turned her head to look at him, and breathed on his cheek, carrying a faint fragrance.

"Don't even talk to me until you admit you're hopelessly in love with me."

"That's a real shame."

Han Chuanyou stuffed the stockings into his pocket, his tone tinged with regret.

The girl quieted down, and Han Chuanyou, feeling utterly bored, could only become his human-shaped cushion.

Chapter 121 Mizuki, You Have No Heart! (9K Bonus!)

After sleeping on Miss Kujo's sleeping mat, Yuu Hanchuan left the hotel and returned to his guesthouse, still feeling somewhat unsatisfied.

Compared to Mizuki, being with Kujou Kitsune always feels like going on a date with a girlfriend in the early stages of a relationship.

After all, Meiyue gave him more feelings of family than romantic love, and the other two were too familiar with each other, lacking that hazy feeling, more like an old married couple.

Thinking about this, Han Chuanyou couldn't help but ponder.

Could this be considered cheating on him? A strange sense of excitement welled up inside him.

He went up to the second floor, where Meiyue was lounging on a wicker chair, wearing a swimsuit with lace embellishments, looking relaxed as she slowly flipped through a magazine.

The afternoon sun cast a soft glow on her.

"Why did it take you so long to get back?"

“My friend came to Okinawa and ended up staying a little longer than planned.”

Han Chuan You had no intention of hiding it.

"Your friend?" Han Chuan Mei Yue looked surprised.

“Yes,” Han Chuanyou approached, teasing with a smile, “A rich family’s young lady, Meiyue, you better be careful, lest you miss out on your brother and someone else beats you to it.”

"I'm warning you, dating is dating, but sex is strictly prohibited."

Although she was very confident in her charm and believed that those young girls were no match for her, Mizuki Hanakawa still felt a sense of urgency.

After raising it for so long, it's almost ready to eat. At the very least, the first batch of this brat's soup must be mine.

Seriously... why is this brat so charming? He even managed to get someone to follow him all the way to Ryukyu.

Although she felt a little resentful, she didn't show it too much.

"Take this and apply it for me."

Han Chuan Mei Yue picked up the sunscreen from the table and threw it into his lap, then continued reading her magazine.

"No problem! Where to begin?"

Han Chuanyu instantly perked up, completely forgetting the scene of Miss Kujo trying to seduce him.

No young lady can compare to her older sister.

"this."

Mizuki Hanakawa peeked out from behind the magazine, clearly satisfied with his performance, and gave him a knowing look.

Han Chuanyou followed her gaze downwards and saw that Meiyue's slender legs were slightly crossed, and her toenails were painted with light pink nail polish, which shimmered like seashells in the sunlight.

"okay."

Han Chuanyou grasped her ankle and examined her foot carefully in her palm.

Han Chuan Mei Yue turned the page and looked at the boy in front of her who hadn't moved yet: "Is it necessary to keep staring like this?"

"Because they're beautiful! Mizuki, your legs are a godsend for leg fetishists, absolutely top-quality."

"Don't say such disgusting things. I really don't understand why you guys are so sexually interested in women's feet. They're in shoes all day long, who knows how many bacteria they breed, they're filthy, and some even have foot odor."

Han Chuanyou lifted her leg and swung it, making the scenery between her legs look especially alluring.

"Mizuki, your feet don't smell, but for some people, the smell only excites them more."

"Tsk..." Han Chuan Meiyue showed a disgusted expression, "Don't tell me you belong to this type of person too."

"What are you talking about? Of course not, I only like the fragrant Meiyue."

He squeezed some sunscreen into his palm, rubbed his hands together to warm them, and started from between her toes, moving upwards along her ankles.

The sunscreen melts in the warm palms, leaving the soft skin silky smooth and delicate, a touch that you'll love.

From calves to thighs, he lifted a corner of his swim trunks, not even sparing the area between his thighs and waist. He dared not touch the front, as it would easily get him punched, but the touch of his fingertips against the soft flesh between his thighs was quite stimulating.

Next came the soft lower abdomen and armpits, and the soft, marshmallow-like flesh peeking out from the edge of the swimsuit.

Island women are never careless when it comes to body care; even their underarms are smooth and flawless, with no hair that would affect their appearance.

As he moved, a warmth gradually rose in Han Chuan Mei Yue's heart, and she could no longer concentrate on reading the magazine in her hand.

She didn't stop him, letting his hands roam over her body. After all, this body would be his sooner or later, and as long as he didn't cross her bottom line, he could touch her however he wanted.

"Mizuki, turn over."

Han Chuanyou patted her side, feeling like a bathhouse attendant.

After Mizuki turned over, she then proceeded to apply sunscreen all the way down her sexy shoulder blades to her waist and hips, and dutifully applied it to her buttocks as well.

Han Chuan You expressed his satisfaction by touching her, and bowed to show his gratitude: "Thank you for the treat."

Han Chuan Meiyue let out a long sigh, turned over again, and kicked his leg in annoyance.

"You're smart to know what's good for you. If you had gone any further, I would have kicked you already."