Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

Finally, Han Chuanyou brought the man to a secluded grove of trees on campus.

The wind rustled through the leaves, filtering out dappled sunlight that fell on the ground, creating an atmosphere of dim light and shadow that made the surroundings seem even darker and colder.

Before them stood a mysterious figure shrouded in mist, the狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) Shura mask on its face radiating a chilling oppressive aura.

"It's...it's you! Death?"

Such a scene defied common sense, making Hashimoto Aoshi feel as if it were a hallucination, but the feeling of suffocation just now was undeniable.

How could this be? Is the person in front of me really Death?!

How did he manage to possess such an amazing ability?

His legs went weak and he almost collapsed to his knees.

"So what if it is?"

Han Chuanyou took his phone, scanned his pale face, unlocked it, and opened his phone's photo album.

The more he looked at the photos, the gloomier his face became.

Without exception, many of these photos were taken secretly, and some even showed people being forced to do various things.

"You scum, what else do you want to say?"

Taking photos secretly is the least heinous crime he's committed. Threatening innocent girls to satisfy his despicable desires makes him even more despicable than a beast.

"I...I'll turn myself in right away."

"No need. I'll make you pay the price."

The man tried to escape but couldn't move. He could only threaten the other person: "Are you really going to declare war on the Hashimoto family?"

"The Hashimoto family?"

Now it was Han Chuanyou's turn to be surprised. He never expected that the man in front of him would be related to the Hashimoto family.

They didn't come looking for me, but they offered themselves up to me.

The man, though outwardly fierce, was inwardly weak and forced himself to speak:

"I...I am the second young master of the Hashimoto family. If you lay a hand on me, you will definitely suffer the unprecedented wrath of the Hashimoto family."

The Hashimoto family is full of scumbags, and Hanakawa Yu felt utterly disgusted.

He showed no mercy and used his manipulation technique to shatter the demon orb in one fell swoop.

He showed no mercy to this kind of scum, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to make him suffer hundreds or thousands of times more pain than the victims he harmed.

A heart-wrenching pain shot through his lower body. Before Hashimoto Aoshi could even scream, Han Chuan You activated Earth Escape Technique again, enveloping the man's body with spiritual energy and carrying him underground.

Deep underground, he withdrew the spiritual energy from the man's body.

The man, in excruciating pain, tried to scream to release his pent-up emotions, but his mouth and nose were instantly blocked by mud.

He was surrounded by a terrifying sense of suffocation, his body constantly being squeezed by the soil from all sides, and a damp, cold feeling spreading throughout his body. This isolated and helpless state plunged him into deep fear and despair.

He wanted to grab Han Chuanyou and have him take him back to the surface, but now that he was buried underground, he couldn't move at all, his body completely imprisoned by the soil.

He frantically clawed at the soil with his fingers, trying to escape, but it was to little avail. He struggled to breathe, but his nasal passages were completely blocked by the thick layer of soil.

Help...help me!

There was no light in sight, and an overwhelming sense of fear surged up, which was even more terrifying than claustrophobia.

This is a real live burial...

As the air in his lungs gradually dried up, he eventually lost consciousness amidst suffocation and intense pain in his lower body.

The Hashimoto family...

Noticing that the man had completely stopped breathing, Han Chuanyou used her spiritual power to erase the traces on the phone and threw it next to him.

Of course, he couldn't just disappear without a trace; the goal was to instill fear in the Hashimoto family.

The fear of seeing key family members die one after another, wondering when it will be your turn.

Given the Hashimoto family's capabilities, locating a mobile phone should be quite simple.

Han Chuan You reappeared in the toilet stall.

He casually straightened his uniform collar, opened the cubicle door, and walked out.

"Tsurune, I'm here!"

After changing into his kendo uniform, Hanakawa Yu stepped into the kendo club's activity room.

The girl who was fighting against Yagyu Genon felt as if she had been granted a pardon.

"Kanchuan-kun! You're finally here. I was about to be beaten to a pulp by the club president."

She swung her hand dramatically, feeling as if it were about to become unusable.

"Leave it to me."

Han Chuan You picked up the bamboo sword leaning against the wall and took the place of the female member.

Behind her mask, Yagyu Genon looked at the boy opposite her. Without rushing to start, she removed her mask, picked up her water bottle, unscrewed it, and took a sip of water.

"What were you doing for so long?"

"He's off to save the world."

Han Chuanyou raised his bamboo sword and said in a serious tone.

Yagyu Genon glanced at him, seemingly casually saying:

"Recently, there have been many rumors about you and Kujo-kun, saying that you two are dating."

The girl's tone was flat, revealing no particular emotion.

Han Chuanyou raised an eyebrow, took a step closer, and could smell a faint scent emanating from the girl. It wasn't the smell of sweat after exercise; rather, it smelled rather pleasant.

"Why are you suddenly interested in my love life? Are you trying to ask if I went on a date with Kujo-kun just now?"

Yagyu Genon didn't speak, just stared at him, her resentful aura almost tangible.

Han Chuanyou smiled and waved his hand:

"Of course not, don't worry. Even if my heart has been corrupted by Kujo-kun's sweet talk, there's still a place for you."

"Scumbag." Yagyu Tsurune's cheeks flushed for a moment, then she gritted her teeth and said, "How dare you say such a thing? Aren't you afraid of getting stabbed in the back one day?"

"Are you really going to treat me like this, trying to ruin your future happiness?"

Ryuu Genon grew increasingly embarrassed and angry. She put her gold mask back on, raised her bamboo sword, and glared fiercely at the other person: "Put on your protective gear, I'm going to beat you up."

"It's not ladylike to be quick to call for war and violence."

"I'll still beat you up."

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

The battle ended with the girl suffering from back pain and trembling legs.

All I can say is that Minister still has a long way to go; he simply can't satisfy himself.

Isn't this just a wife who is inherently incompetent?

Han Chuanyou said leisurely, "You failed because you didn't satisfy me."

"you……"

Yagyu Genon braced himself against the ground with his bamboo sword, panting heavily, his cheeks flushed, but he was utterly unable to refute her.

Thinking about how my mother wanted to bring them together.

With Han Chuan You's amazing stamina, what if I really became his wife in the future...?

It is certain that Han Chuan You's future achievements will be extraordinary.

If he really does cheat on me, will I have to end up like those wives of great writers, saying I'm sorry for not satisfying my husband...?

For some reason, her cheeks flushed even more.

"You just wait."

She refused to believe that she couldn't keep up with his stamina.

Han Chuan You smiled. How cute.

"I'm available anytime."

……

Go home after school.

Han Chuanyou stepped into the house.

"Mizuki, I'm back!"

"I got back just in time today, so I washed my hands and got ready to eat."

Han Chuan Meiyue walked out of the kitchen, carrying a large bowl of vegetable and egg soup.

"It's hot, get out of the way!"

Han Chuan You quickly turned to the side.

She put down the vegetable soup and pinched Han Chuanyou's earlobe to cool her fingers.

At this moment, Meiyue was very close to him. Her proud figure was wrapped in an apron, and her long black hair was tied up in a bun at the back of her head, revealing her bright and beautiful face. She had the temperament of a domestic beauty.

Han Chuanyou admired her bright face and said with a smile:

"Mizuki is becoming more and more like a virtuous wife and loving mother, she's so captivating, she's perfect."