Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

"Well done, as expected of Kujo-kun."

A passing teacher, watching Kujou Kitsune's nimble movements, sincerely praised the girl's skill, saying that even she couldn't find any fault with it.

Having long been accustomed to everyone's praise, Kujou nods slightly and turns her gaze to Hanakawa Yu: "Shall we give it a try?"

When Han Chuanyou saw the final product, its color was bright red and its sauce was rich. Both its aroma and appearance were perfect.

He picked up the serving chopsticks, took a piece and put it in his own bowl, then took a bite.

The sweetness of the carrot, the saltiness of the shredded pork, and the crispness of the black fungus create distinct layers of flavor. The five flavors—sweet, sour, spicy, and savory—are perfectly balanced. Overall, it deserves a top rating, though it's not quite a hit.

"It's alright." Han Chuan You said, taking another bite of rice. "I acknowledge your cooking skills, but it's far from satisfying."

Seeing that he said one thing but did another, Kujou Kitsune's lips curled slightly, and she let out a soft hum:

"You have quite the appetite, you two-faced man."

After the home economics class, it's time for club activities.

The home economics classroom is also the activity room for the cooking club, and the kendo club is downstairs, just down a short walk away.

Nine fox feathers naturally followed, their steps elegant, their bodies maintaining a forward position relative to his.

This guy really thinks he's a subordinate.

Han Chuanyou clicked his tongue inwardly and quietly quickened his pace, making sure he was at least level with her.

"childish."

Kujou Kitsune scoffed at his underhanded competition, puffed out her chest, and her arrogant posture instantly put her in the lead again.

That's a foul! They actually used this external soul bone, which has a natural advantage.

If I weren't afraid of being seen as a pervert, I would definitely have shown her the power of my soul bone.

As they arrived downstairs, they bumped right into Yagyu Genon, who was coming to the club.

The girl sized up the two, her gaze lingering a moment longer on the nine fox feathers beside Han Chuan You, before she spoke, "You two..."

Han Chuan You smiled and said, "I just finished my home economics class and am about to go to the kendo club."

Yagyu Genon nodded slightly to the Kujo Kitsune beside him: "Kitsune-kun."

Kujou Kitsune smiled and bowed slightly: "It's been a long time, Tsurune-kun. The last time we met was when my mother and your mother were discussing some matters."

Han Chuanyou was somewhat surprised that the two actually knew each other.

However, it's normal for the Yagyu family, as a long-established swordsmanship family, to have exchanges with the Kujo family.

"Then I'll be going. Excuse me."

After a brief greeting, Kujou Kitsune gave Hanukawa Yu a deep look before bidding him farewell.

Yuu Hanakawa and Genon Yagyu headed towards the kendo club.

"How did you two meet?" Yagyu Genon asked curiously.

"How else could we have met? That guy thought I had the potential to work for her and even tried to bribe me with money. Do you think I'm the kind of person who's easily bought off?"

"Yes." The girl nodded, her tone certain. "I think you're the kind of person who, when money falls from the sky and everyone else is excitedly shouting, you'd want to catch as much as possible with your mouth."

Han Chuanyou was filled with grief and indignation: "This is slander!"

Although I may be right about myself, that's not how you use a metaphor.

Seeing his expression, Yagyu Genon smiled with amusement. Her cool face was like spring water melting on the ice for the first time, making people's hearts flutter.

Han Chuanyou's gaze fell on the girl's face, and he couldn't help but admire her:

"So cute, you really should smile more."

The smile vanished in an instant.

Yagyu Genon brushed a strand of hair from her lips, glanced at him, and a blush crept up her ears: "You speak without thinking."

Upon arriving at the kendo club, they took out their kendo uniforms and walked together toward the changing room.

Looking at the girl next to him holding the kendo uniform:

"And one more thing, Kujo-kun also wants me to fall hopelessly in love with her."

Noticing the girl's clearly disbelieving look, Han Chuanyou continued, "Don't you believe me? Otherwise, would a young lady from a prestigious family need to be so clingy to me?"

Seeing that she still didn't quite believe it, Han Chuanyou didn't say anything more.

"Hey, to be honest, Kujo-kun is truly a lady from a prestigious family. She's skilled in so many things. The shredded pork with garlic sauce she made earlier was really good. It's a pity you didn't get to try it. I never expected her cooking skills to be so good."

"I'm not interested."

Yagyu Genon clenched her hands slightly as she held the clothes, turned her face away, and let out a barely audible hum from her nose.

Hearing her commotion, Han Chuanyou couldn't help but smile.

So cute!

"Why this reaction? It shouldn't be like this. I'm being pursued by a young lady from a prestigious family. As my friend, you should be happy for me. Why are you looking so miserable?"

Enraged and embarrassed, Yagyu Tsurune shoved him hard with her shoulder: "Say that again, and I'll kill you!"

"Always shouting for war and killing, that's really unladylike."

The minister was clearly in a bad mood today, and he increased the intensity of his training as if he wanted to vent all the nameless anger in his heart.

However, for Han Chuanyou, it was just a tickle, more like another form of flirting.

As the club activity ended, a small head peeked in from outside the door.

"Sister, is the club activity over?"

"It's over." Yagyu Tsurune put away the cleaned protective gear and picked up her shoulder bag.

"Anna-kun, you're here to see your sister again?" Yuu Hanchuan greeted her.

"Hmm! Senior Hanchuan, here, a drink."

"Thank you." Han Chuanyou smiled and accepted the gift. "You're so considerate, much better than your sister. I'm always the one treating her."

"I've never seen you be polite to me. You used to take my drinks and I just fed them to the dog."

"Are active and passive actions the same?"

"Okay."

Anna Yagyu found the way the two interacted particularly strange; her sister's emotional fluctuations with her senior, Hanakawa, were more numerous than she had ever witnessed before.

"Sister, Senior Hanchuan, would you like to go shopping at the commercial street near the school? I haven't been there since the start of the semester."

Han Chuanyou nodded and stylishly slung his backpack over his shoulder:

"I'm fine. There's a famous takoyaki place on the shopping street that's really delicious."

"Huh? Really?" Anna Yagyu clasped her hands together. "I want to eat it! I love takoyaki the most!"

"Then it's my treat."

"No need for you to spend money, senior."

"You're Tsurune's sister, so you don't need to be so polite with me."

The sight of the two getting along harmoniously made Yagyu Genon feel a little jealous for some reason.

One is his beloved younger sister, and the other is someone he acknowledges and can be considered a confidant in kendo.

But the two of them looked awkward together, yet it was difficult to separate them.

In the shopping street, the air is filled with the rich aroma of sauce from the takoyaki stalls.

"Thank you, senior."

The girl took the steaming hot cardboard box and smiled sweetly.

"Here, this is yours."

Hanchuan You handed another copy to Yagyu Genon.

"Don't you want it?"

"I ate enough in home economics class just now. If you feel sorry for me, you can feed me two more."

Yagyu Genon took the takoyaki and glanced at him sideways: "Dream on."

They chatted and strolled along the street, where the shops were dazzling and they would stop for a moment from time to time.

He hadn't experienced the kind of day he used to spend with his friends after school.

Anna Yagyu was drawn to the claw machine by the roadside, but after several unsuccessful attempts, her little face scrunched up in frustration.

Han Chuan You eagerly offered, "I'll do it."

"I feel like there's something wrong with the odds of winning this claw machine, senior, you don't need to waste any more money."

"Don't underestimate me, I'm the God of Claw Machines! Watch this!"

"Okay, then you give it a try, senior."

The girl gave him her seat, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Han Chuan You tossed in a coin, adjusted the grappling hook, and grabbed the little panda the girl wanted.

As the grappling hook lifted him up, just as it was about to release, a glint flashed in his eyes.

You think you can just let go? No way.

Qimen Dunjia, open!

Invisible threads of spiritual energy wrapped around the claw hooks, tightening the loose iron claws, and the doll smoothly entered the cave.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Anna took the panda and hugged it to her chest, her eyes filled with admiration as she looked at Yu Hanchuan.

"So-so."

Han Chuanyou waved his hand modestly. Although he was cheating, the claw machine also secretly adjusted the odds to trick people. This is called risk hedging.

He grabbed another rabbit plush toy, got it in one go, and handed it to Yagyu Genon, who was standing to the side.

"We can't favor one over the other; this is yours."

"I don't really like these kinds of plush toys."

Despite saying that, Yagyu Genon still accepted the doll.

Seeing this, Anna Yagyu's eyes crinkled, and a shallow dimple appeared at the corner of her mouth. She took her sister's hand and said, "Sister, what's that shop over there? Let's go take a look."

……

Chiyoda District, Kujo Family.

From the outside, it appears to be a courtyard-style villa with an astonishingly large footprint.

Nine fox feathers stepped into the traditional Japanese courtyard, the gravel path rustling under their feet.

"Young Miss".

As she passed each servant, a respectful greeting rang out, and she responded with a slight nod, displaying the dignified and elegant manners of a noblewoman.

In the vast courtyard, figures bowing and paying their respects could be seen everywhere, yet it was so quiet that only the sound of the wind and footsteps could be heard, creating a sense of loneliness.

Kujou Kitsune was already used to this routine, a loneliness that every person in a high position had to adapt to, even if she didn't like it in her heart.

The housekeeper, dressed in traditional attire, stepped forward and said, "Young Miss, Madam will be here shortly."

"Okay, please prepare my clothes."

"Yes."

The butler bowed and withdrew.

Kujou Kitsune went to the changing room, changed into a simple and elegant casual outfit, and then sat quietly at the low table, waiting.

"Welcome, Madam."

A welcoming voice came from the entrance hall.

A tall, slender, and beautiful woman gracefully entered the hall, her steps swaying with elegance.

The woman was dressed in a magnificent kimono, with large peonies and flowing cloud patterns embroidered on a deep purple silk background, and her sash was tied elegantly and exquisitely.

Her dignified and beautiful face appeared mature and lovely under the soft light, with delicate eyebrows slightly upturned, a high nose bridge, and rosy, full lips.

Compared to Kujou Kitsune, this beautiful woman possessed a more mature and dignified air, exuding a unique charm that belonged only to mature women, as if she had stepped gracefully out of a ukiyo-e print.

"Mother."

Nine fox feathers respectfully nodded slightly.

The beautiful woman walked to the head seat and sat down gracefully, her wide robe spreading out around her like a dark peony slowly blooming.

"Hmm," Kujou Maki nodded slightly, "How's school life since the start of the semester?"