Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

"Mizuki, I'm back."

Han Chuan You changed into slippers and came to the living room.

Meiyue was lying on the sofa scrolling through short videos, and hadn't started cooking yet.

Her loose-fitting short-sleeved shirt and shorts revealed her fair thighs and mid-waist. She turned over and asked languidly, "How was your date today?"

Han Chuanyou sat down next to her, picked up her long legs and put them on his lap: "Very exciting."

From the aquarium in the morning, to the movie in the afternoon, and the daily love story on the Ferris wheel, followed by a car chase and a counterattack scene.

Is this what they call an adult film?

Han Chuanyou felt that his day was so exciting that it could be made into a movie, and it would definitely be a box office hit.

Han Chuan Mei Yue scoffed and glanced at the penguin plush toy in his hand: "Did that stinky penguin get this from that girl?"

"How can you say that?" Han Chuanyou shook his head with a smile. "I bought this especially for you. Even if you're not by my side, you'll always be number one in my heart."

Han Chuan Mei Yue took the doll, hugged it to her arms, and smiled with satisfaction:

"You didn't forget me even though you went out on a date, not bad, I forgive you. Next time I'm unhappy with you, I'll hit it."

As she spoke, she tightly clamped the penguin between her soft, plump thighs and gave it a couple of hard poundings, which made Han Chuanyou envious.

"Don't hit it, hit me instead."

"Hmm?" Mizuki rubbed her calves together. "Are you talking about a real fight?"

"Mizuki, you're so dirty-minded, is that really okay?"

The result, of course, was that he was met with disdain.

"Dream on! A whip is much better. Where's your whip? I can't find it."

"I've put it away. You want it again, Mizuki? Fine!"

"Get lost!"

……

The Kujo family.

Incense burned in the corner of the study, its smoke slowly falling from the exquisite metal tray. The fragrance, which should have brought peace of mind, could not dispel the oppressive atmosphere in the room.

Kujo Maki sat upright at the large desk, her back straight. Her simple home kimono could not conceal the dignified aura of someone who had long held a high position.

Hearing the door being pushed open, she raised her dignified and elegant oval face.

His gaze fell on his daughter's unharmed figure, and the suppressed anxiety in his eyes finally dissipated.

"Come and sit down."

Kujou Kitsune sat down beside her, showing no sign of having just escaped death.

"Mother, do you know who did this?"

Kujo Maki opened her email on her computer and gestured for her to look.

Nine fox feathers looked at the computer screen.

The email content was very simple.

[This is a gift. Does Mrs. Kujo like it?]

The signature reads: "To one of your friends from America."

Kujo Maki suppressed her anger:

"Although the signature did not reveal the other party's identity, there is an 80% probability that it was the Ashworth family who did it."

Due to the situation in the Middle East, the manufacturing industry under the Kujo family has been under great strain recently.

The Ashworth family, involved in the energy industry, has long coveted our assets in California, hoping to exchange them for low-priced energy. Our discussions recently have been very unpleasant.

It can be said that the Kujo family's businesses in California have indeed squeezed the Ashworth family's interests, and the relationship between the two families has become very strained in recent years.

Maki Kujo had considered what business tactics the other party might use, but she never expected them to extend their reach directly to the Kujo family's headquarters, intending to take direct action against the Kujo family's heir.

This is practically an open provocation against the Kujo family.

"So that's how it is."

Nine fox feathers understood.

Compared to the minor skirmishes in East Asia, today's situation does indeed resemble the style of the Americas.

The United States has always looked down on island nations, and these wealthy families, who form the cornerstone of the United States, have never respected their island counterparts.

This arrogance is very much in line with the style of the Anglo-Saxons.

"Then we..."

"The Kujo family will not back down..." Kujo Maki's eyes were firm. "I have already started investigating. Their reach is so far that there must be someone helping them."

Nine fox feathers nodded slightly, and quickly reached a conclusion:

"The weapons simply flowed out through the US military bases. As for my whereabouts, the fact that they were able to set up such a complete plan means they must have known my detailed itinerary. We probably have a mole on our side."

"good."

Kujo Maki nodded, very satisfied with her daughter's performance, but a hint of coldness appeared in her beautiful phoenix eyes.

"To fight external threats, we must first secure internal stability. It's time to thoroughly clean up the Kujo family. How dare they target the heir? This is a matter of principle. Moreover, for them to go this far, they may have already betrayed the family's interests."

After all, with the rightful heir, Kujou Kitsune, dead, the Ashworth family and the other family that benefited the most were the Ashworth family.

……

The mother and daughter exchanged their views on the matter.

Kujo Maki picked up the landline, dialed the internal line, and methodically issued various instructions.

After hanging up, she parted her red lips slightly, picked up the tea her daughter had poured for her, took a sip, and said:

"For your safety, I suggest you stay home during this period."

Kujou Kitsune Feather shook his head and said:

"This is something that must be experienced as the heir to the Kujo family. I will be careful. The Kujo family has so many enemies; we can't just hide at home forever."

Kujo Maki initially wanted to continue trying to dissuade him, but in the end she just nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, I'll send you more people."

She continued.

"The Ashworth family's actions this time are an attempt to sow discord between the two countries. I will engage in political negotiations. This has crossed a red line, and neither country wants to see this happen."

The beautiful woman felt a sense of frustration.

Ashworth's actions prevented the Kujo family from taking any rash action or retaliating in kind; they could only stop his outrageous behavior through protest.

The Kujo family should stand on a higher stage, instead of being limited by various aspects and being swept along by the entire country.

She even felt that being a dog for the neighbor was worse than being a dog for America.

At least we're from the same cultural sphere, and people next door at least try to be reasonable.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Yuka entered the study and bowed slightly: "Madam, Miss, it's time for dinner."

"Hmm." Kujo Maki stood up and said finally, "You said your friend saved your life. The Kujo family knows how to repay kindness. I'll take you to visit them and express our gratitude sometime."

Nine fox feathers rose and followed gracefully.

Recalling the boy's face, she shook her head in refusal:

"I want to do it myself."

Kujo Maki raised a slight eyebrow and nodded with a smile: "When are you going to invite him over for a meal?"

"Um."

……

In the room at night.

Han Chuanyou took out the newly acquired spell jade slip and stuck it to his forehead.

Aura Bomb?

It sounds like some kind of ranged attack spell, which is exactly the type he currently lacks.

He no longer hesitated and accepted it with focused attention.

Information flowed into his mind like a gentle stream, and before long, he had memorized the formula.

The so-called spiritual energy bomb is made by compressing the spiritual energy in the body into a ball and then shooting it out at an extremely high speed.

He extended his index finger, aimed it at the sky outside the window, and silently began to perform a magic incantation.

A solid ball of spiritual energy, about the size of a marble, appeared at his fingertips, emitting a faint blue glow.

However, it is highly unlikely that it can be seen by ordinary people.

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

"call out!"

The spirit energy blast shot out, flying diagonally into the sky at an extremely high speed.

He squinted and mentally estimated the effective range and power.

The effective range is about 200 meters, and as for its power... I don't know how it compares to a gun.

As a Yellow-rank technique, it doesn't consume much spiritual energy.

With the replenishment of spirit stones, he can keep shooting.

Han Chuan You smiled with satisfaction.

We'll see how it goes in practice.