Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

Arrived at the classroom.

Discussions about Death can be heard from time to time. With so many major cases happening one after another, the name of Death has truly spread, and he has become the central figure in the conversations of young men and women.

Did I become this famous?

A strange feeling arose in Han Chuan You's heart.

"Han Chuan, don't you think I look cool in this Grim Reaper outfit?!"

Nakamura Taito appeared out of nowhere, wearing a black cloak and holding a toy longsword. He stood straight with a cold expression, looking quite composed.

Where did Jiahao come from?

Han Chuanyou looked him up and down, speechless. "What kind of Grim Reaper outfit is this? Aren't they supposed to be mysterious figures shrouded in mist?"

"That mist is impossible no matter how you look at it, so I used a black cloak to represent it." Nakamura Taito proudly flicked the hem of his cloak. "This is an official collaboration item; I got it from a lucky bag in Akihabara this weekend, and it cost me over ten thousand yen!"

"Are there even official collaborations?"

Han Chuanyou raised an eyebrow in surprise. How come he, the official character, didn't know about this?

"Of course! There are even character designs for the Grim Reaper online." Nakamura Taito leaned closer, showing off his phone screen. "This is it, isn't it cool? I heard they're going to make a tokusatsu series about it soon, I wonder how the quality will be."

Han Chuanyou glanced at the screen.

It has to be said that this anime character is indeed quite handsome, with black mist swirling around him, a long sword pointed at an angle, and a cold gaze; he's at least 80% handsome.

But he still had to say it.

Damn capitalism!

Using my name to spread religion is one thing, but even my image is being used commercially, and they haven't even given me a single dollar in copyright fees. Aren't they afraid that I, the real Grim Reaper, will come knocking on their door one day to demand an explanation?

The more I think about it, the more I feel cheated; this is all my money!

"Which company has the official license? Let me check."

"Look, this is the place."

"Okay, got it."

Yunzhitang Co., Ltd.?

I must get an explanation if I have the chance.

From then on, another organization was targeted by Han Chuanyou.

The last class in the morning is physical education.

Han Chuanyou changed into her sportswear and followed the rest of her class to the playground.

It was another combined class teaching session, and unexpectedly, their class ran into Yagyu Genon's class today.

From afar, her figure could be seen; despite wearing sportswear, it couldn't hide her slender figure.

Taking advantage of Yagyu Genon's inattention, Hanakawa Yu quietly approached her from behind and slapped her on the shoulder:

"Tsurune-chan, what a coincidence!"

Yagyu Genon frowned and turned around. When she saw it was him, she grinned with disgust and said, "How disgusting. Stay away from me."

Han Chuan You felt satisfied with that disgusted look.

"We haven't seen each other for two days over the weekend, didn't you miss me?"

"no."

"It's so heartbreaking, I've thought about you so many times."

Yagyu Genon was taken aback.

She blinked, her expression a little blank, her cheeks flushing. Suddenly noticing the smile on his lips, she snapped out of her daze and glared at him fiercely.

"Nonsense, they didn't even send me a message."

Seeing that Hanchuan You was flirting with girls again, Nakamura Taito consciously went to the side to be sad.

Damn it.

Hearing the girl say this, Han Chuan You smiled slightly and teased, "So you want me to come find you?"

The girl snorted and crossed her arms, refusing to look at him: "Who wants a lecher like you to bother me and disturb my cultivation?"

"Saying one thing and meaning another."

"you!"

Yagyu Genon raised her eyebrows, wanting to punch him, but then heard him say:

"In that case, how about we set a time to go out and have some fun together?"

Yagyu Genne raised her hand but didn't lower it for a long time. Looking at his confident smile, she felt extremely disgusted and wanted to refuse, but...

Before he could even speak, the dark-skinned PE teacher blew his whistle: "Everyone line up and warm up. We'll have a ten-minute timed run in a bit."

A groan suddenly erupted from the students.

"Let's go, bye-bye."

Seeing Han Chuan You walk towards her class, Yagyu Genne took a deep breath and slumped her shoulders.

hateful……

On a bench under the shade of a tree on the lawn outside the playground, a beautiful young woman sat gracefully, resting her chin on her hand and looking at the crowd on the playground.

A gentle breeze lifted her long, silky hair, and dappled sunlight fell upon her, seemingly dimming her own radiance.

She should be in the classroom right now, but she's here instead.

She simply didn't want to stay in the classroom; she didn't need any reason, and no teacher dared to ask about her whereabouts. As the young lady of the Kujo family, she could go wherever she wanted, and no one in the entire school dared to stop her.

For her, coming to school was just a task to complete, one of the processes she needed to experience in life. She had already completed all the courses, and attending classes was just to reinforce the knowledge that no longer needed to be reinforced.

She noticed Han Chuanyou over there and felt that she had made the right choice to skip class.

Yagyu string sound?

Could this be the sweetheart he was talking about?

She admitted that compared to herself, Yagyu Genon was in no way inferior in terms of appearance or temperament.

However, she has a killer advantage: she understands Han Chuanyou better than anyone else.

She didn't want to compete with Yagyu Genon for Hanakawa Yu.

I approached him simply because I found him interesting.

Emotions are too troublesome and not worth it; they only make people weak.

For her, the so-called other half was just something dispensable.

She lacked fatherly love from a young age. Her mother said she was a child given to her by God, and other members of the family kept silent about her origins.

Having never been born with a father, she never thought she would need a partner.

That kind of thing is too abstract, so abstract that she doesn't understand why anyone would go crazy for it.

Ultimately, humans are creatures completely at the mercy of various hormones in their bodies, following their biological instincts. Apart from having a large brain capacity, they are not much different from ordinary animals.

She remains perfectly clear-headed and unaffected by the so-called teenage hormones, which she is very satisfied with.

This physical education class was about practicing badminton. After the badminton lesson, there was free practice time, and the students found someone they knew to play against.

"Tsurune, shall we play?" Han Chuan You asked, holding a badminton racket as he approached Yagyu Tsurune.

The girl nodded slightly, looked at the boy in front of her, opened her mouth as if to say something, but hesitated to ask.

Having spent a long time with Mizuki, Han Chuan You's ability to read people's expressions and moods has reached a very high level.

"What's wrong? Are you still bothered by me asking you out? You're that eager to go on a date with me?"

Yagyu Tsurune blushed and glared at him, "What nonsense are you talking about! In our competition, the loser buys the other person a drink."

Han Chuanyou smiled and said nothing more.

"Alright, bring it on."

Yagyu Genon was quite a talent in sports; the power of his smashes and his reaction speed when receiving the ball were truly unmatched, but he just happened to meet himself.

Now his reaction speed and agility far surpass those of ordinary people, so if he were to get serious, he would naturally kill indiscriminately.

However, he still went easy on him a bit, because he's a gentleman.

After giving up a few points, the final point decided the game.

"Got it."

He leaped high to meet the incoming shuttlecock, swung his racket, and smashed it with force, though he held back, otherwise he was afraid the shuttlecock wouldn't be able to withstand the force.

The shuttlecock was incredibly fast; Yagyu Genne's eyes couldn't keep up at all, and it grazed past her racket.

However, the shuttlecock eventually struck the girl's front armor and bounced back into the air.

The bullet ricocheted, and the armor was not penetrated.

Yagyu Genon's eyes lit up. He raised his racket, flicked the shuttlecock gently, and sent it flying over the net.

Han Chuanyou hadn't expected this at all, so naturally he hadn't had time to prepare.

He was dumbfounded.

Is this even possible? It really is incredibly bouncy; he's now witnessed firsthand just how well-endowed the girl is.

You lost.

Yagyu Genon was somewhat smug, but then he frowned and clutched his chest.

Her chest was throbbing with pain, and she couldn't rub it in public. She was afraid she would be bruised from the beating, and her joy of victory vanished instantly.

She glared at him through gritted teeth:

"Did you do this on purpose?"

"How could that be? Can you please not think of me as such a pervert?" Han Chuanyou stepped forward and asked with a smile, "How about I examine you? Or give you a massage? I'm quite skilled at massage; it can cure all ailments."

Yagyu Genon's cheeks flushed even more, and she spat out, "Pervert."

She clutched her chest again, unsure whether it was from anger or pain.

"Can't we even tell the truth?" Han Chuan You shrugged. "By the way, this shouldn't count in badminton rules, right?"

"Who said that? The ball didn't fall to the ground. A bet is a bet. And you hit me here, but I haven't settled the score with you yet."

"Okay, okay, I'll buy you a drink."

After the match, they returned their badminton rackets and prepared to relax for a while, so they found a grassy spot by the playground to sit down.

The two stood side by side against the iron fence in the sunlight, holding drinks in their hands, water droplets sliding down the bottle and dripping onto the lawn.

Before me are the figures of young boys and girls sweating on the playground.

Han Chuanyou couldn't help but sigh, "This is youth."

A gentle breeze rustled through the lush green grass, carrying a unique herbal scent that mingled with the faint fragrance of the girl beside me. A beautiful girl is a beautiful girl; even her sweat didn't smell bad.

"Hey, did I interrupt your date?"

A lazy voice came from the side.

Nine fox feathers walked gracefully towards her, her black hair gleaming like lead powder in the sunlight, exuding an eye-catching aura.

Upon seeing her, Yagyu Genne's previously calm heart fluttered slightly. Was she here to see this guy again?

Kujou Kitsune stood before Hanukawa Yu, her fair skin, exposed between her pleated skirt and black stockings, particularly noticeable in his line of sight.

"It looks good?"

Nine Fox Feathers raised an eyebrow and took another step forward.

"Not bad."

Yagyu Genon looked at the two of them, not understanding what kind of riddle they were playing.

"That's really perverted."

Kujou Kitsune looked down at the two of them, feeling awkward standing like this, but since she was wearing a skirt, she couldn't just sit down directly, as it would be easy to expose herself.

Han Chuan Yu invited, "Kujou-kun, please sit down. I don't mind. If you think the lawn is dirty, you can sit on my lap."

"Then I should thank you?"

Kujou Kitsune was shocked by his shameless words.

Yagyu Genne, who was standing next to him, noticed his intention and cast a disdainful glance at him.