Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

Chapter 87 Why is your head so pointy?

Around noon, after lunch, Han Chuanyu was dragged by Nakamura Taito to the school gymnasium, intending to familiarize himself with the tactics in advance so that he could coordinate better during the game.

The stadium in Qingchuan is decorated quite well.

The first floor has badminton courts, basketball courts, and tennis courts, while the second floor has table tennis courts and archery ranges. It has hosted many professional sports events.

Outside the locker room, Hanchuan Yu met with the rest of the basketball team. Their instructor was their physical education teacher, named Kondo Teru, whom Hanchuan Yu was already quite familiar with.

"Han Chuan, thank you for coming."

Kondo Teru patted him on the shoulder; he had always witnessed the strength of the young man before him.

He had wanted to recruit Han Chuanyou into the basketball club before, but he didn't expect him to join the kendo club, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Of course, it's my duty to bring honor to the school."

Hanchuan You's selfless attitude made Kondo Teru feel even more sorry for him; what a good student he was.

The basketball club president, Hiroshi Takeuchi, stepped forward and greeted him warmly.

"Han Chuan, I've heard so much about you. I'm counting on you today. Don't feel pressured."

This is no exaggeration. Han Chuanyou is indeed a prominent figure in Qingchuan. With his handsome face, outstanding performance in the Jade Dragon Flag Tournament, and top ranking, he has won the hearts of many young girls.

Han Chuanyou smiled confidently: "Since you trust me, I will definitely not let you down."

The basketball manager was a petite woman with some freckles on the sides of her nose. She was holding a basketball jersey and handed it to me.

"Kanchuan-kun, this is a brand new jersey."

"Thanks."

After a brief introduction, we found that the members of the basketball club all had great personalities and were easy to get along with. The group then went into the locker room to change their clothes.

As Hanchuan Yu took off his shirt, his sharply defined muscles instantly attracted everyone's attention. Nakamura Taito's eyes widened: "Hanchuan, your physique is incredible! Your muscles weren't this defined a while ago. How did you get them?"

"It turned out like this after just a little practice."

"Hey! Nakamura, you're not envious of my muscles, but you're envious of this kind of body."

Hiroshi Takeuchi took off his clothes, revealing his bronze skin. When everyone looked over, he struck a pose like a muscle man and even moved his huge pectoral muscles.

With that physique, Han Chuan You thinks this muscular captain should play rugby, not basketball.

Upon seeing this, Nakamura Taito shook his head in refusal: "Minister, you're not for me. What I want is a figure that appeals to all girls."

Hiroshi Takeuchi retorted defiantly, "My physique is enough to charm any skinny girl? Do you think all my muscles are for nothing?"

Nakamura Taito covered his forehead.

Damn it, the minister's brain has been taken over by muscles.

He looked at Takeuchi Hiroshi's buzz cut: "Minister, why is your head so pointy?"

"Huh?" Takeuchi Hiroshi tucked him under his arm. "Nakamura, you want to spar with me?"

The sight of the strongman locking up the man made Han Chuanyou subconsciously move a little further away from them.

After changing their clothes, it was time for warm-up. They were going to have a 3v3 match to improve their teamwork.

"Hankawa, catch the ball!"

The sound of sneakers rubbing against the ground was sharp and piercing. Nakamura Taito tossed the ball in his hand to Kanakawa Yu.

Han Chuan You received the basketball, and three opponents immediately blocked him.

With one person on the left closing in with both hands, Han Chuanyou swayed his body, pretending to break through to the right, but in the instant the opponent shifted their center of gravity, he slapped the ball from behind to the other side, slipping through the gap like an eel.

The second defender stepped up to cover, and he turned around and passed the basketball to his left hand, just past his waist.

Only Takeuchi Hiroshi remained as the last line of defense.

Compared to Takeuchi Hiroshi's towering figure, Han Chuanyu was several points inferior in both muscularity and height.

But for Han Chuan You now, physique is no longer a decisive factor in his strength. If he were to play professionally, he would be able to easily defeat those two-meter-tall giants.

He stretched out his body, pretending to jump and shoot. Takeuchi Hiroshi instinctively jumped to block the shot, but it turned out to be just a feint.

Han Chuanyou's body suddenly sank down, his arm retracted, and he moved his hand under his side.

A fake shot and a real surprise.

Takeuchi Hiroshi's pupils contracted sharply, and he subconsciously pulled back his strength, turning to the side to try and intercept. However, Hanakawa Yu suddenly turned around again and dribbled past him on the right side like a gust of wind.

He took one last step, leaped lightly, and pushed off with his wrist.

The basketball went into the net smoothly.

"pretty!"

The basketball team members initially had doubts about Han Chuan You's skills; being good at kendo doesn't mean being good at basketball.

But at this moment, everyone is completely convinced of his abilities.

Their confidence soared during the afternoon's match.

After the fight, Nakamura Taito and another teammate went up to bump fists with Kazukawa Yu, while the others, who lost, were not upset and also went up to give him a high five.

Friendships between boys are that simple.

School ended promptly at 3 p.m., and Han Chuan You followed Nakamura Taito to the gymnasium as promised.

At this moment, students gradually took their seats in the stands of the stadium.

He looked around and saw familiar figures. The figures of Miss Kujo and the Yagyu sisters appeared in the first row of the stands, and their appearance drew the attention of the surrounding students.

Han Chuanyou waved and smiled in their direction.

Anna Yagyu's face was full of excitement as she waved enthusiastically at him, while Genon Yagyu was much more reserved, nodding slightly as a greeting.

Nine fox feathers appeared poised and elegant. When she saw him looking over, she curled her red lips and gracefully raised her right hand to wave.

She looked at Yagyu Tsurune beside her: "Tsurune-kun, is the seat next to us taken? Want to join us?"

Looking at the nine fox feathers before her, even as a fellow girl, she couldn't find any flaws in the other's face; it was breathtakingly beautiful.

Recalling this period of time, seeing the girl in front of him getting closer and closer to Han Chuan You, he momentarily forgot to answer.

Anna Yagyu didn't think that much about it: "Let's go together, Fox Feather Sister, it's been a long time."

Kujou Kitsune smiled, pressed down on her skirt, and gracefully sat down beside her: "Anna is as cute as ever."

Inside the court, members of the Qingshan Basketball Club arrived one after another. They were all burly and strong, and their imposing presence suggested they were not to be trifled with.

Nakamura Taito's expression turned serious, and he instructed, "Kankawa, don't underestimate them. Aoyama has always been a strong competitor of ours. They have participated in the national competition many times, and we have always lost more often than we have won against them."

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Han Chuanyou nodded: "I know, today is our home turf. It would be too embarrassing to be defeated."

The five people formed a circle, overlapped their palms, and finally pressed down hard.

"come on!"

In the stands, the girls who had originally just come to join in the fun suddenly discovered that their basketball team actually had a handsome guy. They immediately stopped chatting and turned their attention to the court.

Girls who knew Han Chuan You's name even boldly shouted, "Han Chuan! Go for it!"

This shout drew more attention, and some people started taking out their phones to call their friends.

Adolescent girls are at the age when their hearts are beginning to flutter with romantic feelings, so it's easy to imagine how attractive Han Chuan You is to these girls.

Compared to the kendo sparring where the boy's body is obscured by full protective gear, the boy in the loose-fitting jersey is clearly more attractive.

If you happen to catch a glimpse of the boy's agile physique peeking out from under the hem of his shirt as he moves, you've hit the jackpot.

"Kayo-chan, your phone has a good camera, remember to take good pictures later, it would be even better if you could capture Kankawa-kun's abs."

"Heh heh, don't worry, everything's under control!" The girl pushed up her black-rimmed glasses, looking mysterious. "Look what this is? I borrowed it specially from the photography club. I guarantee it can capture even the pores of Han Chuan-kun."

She pulled a professional camera with an exaggerated lens from her bag, a lens that could be described as a cannon.

"You even managed to get this astrophotography footage over here, you're my god!"