Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

In the afternoon Mandarin class, the teacher's lecture made everyone in the classroom drowsy.

This is the perfect time to slack off.

Han Chuan You took out "The Story of Patterns" and began to read it page by page. The patterns and words on the book flashed by in his eyes like flowing water and were memorized by his brain.

Finally, before the bell rang, he managed to memorize the entire book.

In an instant, a ray of light, invisible to ordinary people, floated up from the pages of the book and entered his brow.

Knowledge about formations unfolded in my mind.

Spirit Gathering Array, Wind Control Array, Qi Strengthening Array, Bewildering Array, Minor Five Elements Array...

The relevant setup methods, the selection of array nodes, and the spiritual energy guidance routes were all crystal clear.

Most of them were basic formations, which were not complicated for him to set up, and the materials required were also very common.

Most of them can be set up with just simple low-grade spirit stones. The more complicated ones only require common ores, or ordinary cinnabar and jade as substitutes.

Although its level is not high, it is very practical. It can be used to assist in cultivation, protect oneself at home, or temporarily trap enemies.

Very good... A glint of inspiration flashed in Han Chuan You's eyes.

He couldn't wait to try it out.

Let's start with the most common spirit-gathering array.

……

"Goodbye, senior."

At the school gate, Anna Yagyu waved goodbye to Yuu Kanakawa.

"goodbye."

Han Chuanyou waved his hand.

The two sisters got into a car parked by the roadside; their family driver had come to pick them up today.

On the bus, Yagyu Tsurune took her phone out of her bag, and Yagyu Anna noticed the two bottles of drinks inside: "Eh, how come you have so many drinks, sis?"

Before Yagyu Genne could react, Yagyu Anna pulled out a bottle: "I'm thirsty, I'll have a drink."

"etc."

Yagyu Genon quickly spoke up to stop him.

"What's wrong, sister?"

Meeting her sister's questioning gaze, Yagyu Genon didn't know how to explain for a moment.

So much time has passed that she can no longer tell which of the two bottles Han Chuanyou drank from.

"I've already drunk them all."

"I don't mind my sister."

Anna Yagyu had already unscrewed the bottle cap, tilted her head back and took a sip, then squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

"It tastes good even at room temperature."

Before Yagyu Genon could stop him.

Seeing this, she didn't say anything more.

It must be my bottle...

She regretted bringing it back, thinking she should have just thrown it away.

……

"I'm back."

When I got home, the door opened easily, which meant that Meiyue was home.

After changing into slippers in the entryway, Han Chuanyou entered the living room, where Meiyue was preparing dinner as usual.

"Mizuki, what are we having for dinner tonight?"

Han Chuanyou came up behind her and casually patted her big butt.

It was soft yet had just the right amount of elasticity, and a slight tremor was felt around Tokyo.

This feel... if I could have this behind me in the future... that would be incredible.

It's not like he hasn't talked back to his sister before.

Han Chuan Mei Yue punched him: "Looking for a beating again?"

Han Chuan You opened his arms: "Please press me down beneath you and whip me as you please, Lady Mizuki, I am at your mercy."

"Get lost! Don't bother me while I'm cooking."

"As you command, Mitsuki-sama."

Han Chuan smiled and turned to leave, preparing to get down to business.

He plans to set up a spirit-gathering array at home.

After circling the courtyard, he found the right spot, took out a spirit stone from his storage ring, and buried it in a hole he dug with a small shovel directly below the edge of the wall.

This is the main focal point of the formation.

The other six auxiliary array eyes were buried in various corners of the courtyard wall according to the orientation of the six-pointed star.

After burying it, Han Chuanyou put down the shovel and clapped his hands.

Get it done.

Back in the Japanese-style room, he took a deep breath and formed a spirit-gathering seal with his hands.

The next moment, he closed his eyes and guided the spiritual energy inside the six spirit stones to resonate with each other. Invisible threads of spiritual energy spread out from his palm, precisely connecting each array eye.

Invisible threads of spiritual energy intertwined in the air above the courtyard, outlining a neat hexagonal star array that enveloped the entire detached house.

As the formation gradually took shape, the sparse spiritual energy around it, like an awakened stream, slowly surged in from all directions and was locked within the courtyard wall area by the formation.

The moment the formation was established, a clear, resonant hum, deep and far-reaching, rang in his ears, a hum only he could hear.

Then, everything fell silent.

Han Chuanyou opened his eyes, feeling the spiritual energy in the courtyard, which was several times denser than outside, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

With such abundant spiritual energy now, staying here for a long time might even prolong one's lifespan.

In the evening, after taking a shower, the two leaned back on the sofa and casually made conversation.

Han Chuan Meiyue looked languid, resting her head on Han Chuan You's shoulder.

She always had a feeling she couldn't quite put her finger on.

"Why do I feel so much clearer-headed?"

Han Chuan You asked with a smile, "Have you gained intelligence?"

"screw you."

Han Chuan Mei Yue raised her fist and punched him.

"My breathing has suddenly become much easier, even though I usually feel like I can't breathe properly."

Han Chuanyou glanced at her chest.

"Mizuki, with your figure, it's only natural. How can you not be out of breath if you have two cantaloupes hanging in front of you every day? I'm worried that your waist won't be able to support your exaggerated figure one day."

He paused.

"By the way, I've heard that the ligaments here are prone to sagging if they're stretched for too long."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Han Chuan Mei Yue slapped his head, crossed her arms in front of her, displaying the high curves of her breasts, and said proudly:

"It's still quite upright, okay? I'm usually very careful to avoid these things."

"Really? I've also heard that massage can help relieve the pain, so maybe...?"

The cold river winds and the hidden dagger is revealed.

"Then give it a try."

As Han Chuan Mei Yue spoke, she straightened up again, her trembling body particularly alluring.

Han Chuanyou reached out and saw that she really didn't intend to dodge; in fact, she leaned forward and got even closer.

Finally, he reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Forget it.

Whether Mizuki's words are true or false, and whether I will be punished if I take them seriously, is another matter.

If I can't control myself when the time comes, and Meiyue doesn't help me solve the problem, I'll be the one who suffers.

Mitsuki Hankawa smiled proudly.

Little brat, you're still too green to fight me. I've finally regained my dignity as the older sister in front of him.

Han Chuan Meiyue picked up the remote control and casually changed the channel.

The television interview caught their attention; it appeared to be an interview before the trial.

"Mr. Imamura, what are your thoughts on tomorrow's court hearing and the victim's mother's accusations against you?"

"I feel sorry for the victims. I couldn't control myself at the time, but I believe in the fairness of the law."

The blond man on the screen had a casual expression, showing no remorse whatsoever.

The female reporter continued to ask questions:

"Did you previously make statements online about wanting to use a certificate of mental illness to sexually assault young girls? Is that what you truly think?"

The man tilted his head, a look of reminiscence on his face:

"Did I make this statement? I don't remember. It might have been the statement of another personality of mine. You know, I have schizophrenia."

The screen emitted a low murmur of commotion from the audience.

Faced with this shameless person, the reporter was clearly angry: "But the police have recovered your browsing and chat history on your phone, and it can be confirmed that you were sober at the time."

"Yeah?"

The man simply shrugged, showing no shame at having his lie exposed, and his eyes, visible above the mask, betrayed no remorse.

Through subsequent interviews, Han Chuanyou learned that this guy had assaulted three people in succession recently, and his methods were extremely cruel. One of them suffered irreversible brain damage due to suffocation.

Now, he shows no remorse whatsoever in front of the camera and even tries to escape legal judgment by claiming mental illness. He is truly a scumbag.

Han Chuan Meiyue stared at the nonchalant man on the screen, her lips pressed into a thin line, but the rise and fall of her chest betrayed her anger.

"People like this..." She suppressed her anger; the interview had ruined her good mood for the evening. "The law is becoming less and less effective because people like this exploit loopholes in it."

Han Chuanyou leaned back on the sofa, staring coldly at the scumbag on the screen.

The way this scumbag spoke, his tone of voice, every little gesture—all of it told him one thing.

This person showed absolutely no remorse. He was just caught and forced to stand in front of the camera for a show. He probably thought that the law couldn't punish him, which is why he was so fearless.

"The law protects this kind of trash..."

The court hearing is tomorrow...

It seems I have something else to do.

Mental illness? Death doesn't care whether you're mentally ill or not.