Only I Have the Law: Tokyo Fantasy Daily Life

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Deep down, the "bad girl" who was used to relying on power instinctively wanted to agree, but another budding idea stopped her.

I have decided to turn over a new leaf and not go down the same old path again!

She met Yatohime's gaze and mustered her courage to say, "I'm sorry, I don't want to be a delinquent anymore. I... I want to try to be a good student."

"Really."

Yatohime responded softly, then raised her voice, her gaze sweeping over the other people in the classroom, "In that case, I'm not interested in you either."

"Anyone who wants to associate with her is welcome; I don't care."

These words were addressed not only to the two individuals but also to express her stance to the entire class.

She no longer targets Yumi Kikuchi.

With her hands in her coat pockets, Yatohime turned around and left the classroom of Class 2D with her signature gait.

Only after that imposing figure disappeared through the doorway did Kikuchi Yumi finally let out a long sigh of relief, feeling her back soaked with cold sweat.

She thought she was bound to get another beating.

Two former friends immediately approached, their faces showing embarrassment and trepidation: "Yumi..."

Before they could finish speaking, Kikuchi Yumi smiled and said in an unexpectedly relaxed tone, "Buy me a cup of milk tea, and this matter will be over."

She did not blame them.

If she were in her shoes and faced a threat like Yato-hime, she would probably make the same choice.

So-called "deep sisterly affection" is often nothing more than this.

She sighed inwardly and made up her mind to buy some small gifts after school to sincerely apologize to the classmates she had bullied.

……

evening.

Qingze, wearing an apron, was preparing dinner at home.

Big Yellow lay on the floor beside him, its head resting on its front paws, looking drowsy.

The thumping sound of chopping vegetables was the only rhythm in the kitchen until this tranquility was broken by a sudden, heated argument upstairs.

"Bang! Thud! Crash!"

The familiar sounds of slamming and yelling from men and women pierced through the ceiling and crashed down.

Qingze knew without guessing that the "perfect couple" upstairs had started their daily "full-on-one fight" again.

In Japan, couples who are evenly matched and engage in physical battles every now and then are indeed a rare breed.

Listening to the commotion upstairs, Qingze even had a slightly wicked thought: would the husband have the upper hand today, or would the wife prevail?

To be honest, the fact that they've been bickering and fighting for so many years without getting divorced might mean they're a "match made in heaven" in some sense, and they should stick together forever.

Qingze thought to himself, "This is what I'm thinking."

After a short while, he served sweet and sour pork ribs, scrambled eggs with chives, and stir-fried cabbage on the small table.

Dahuang instantly perked up, moved closer to the stool, tilted its head back, and stared longingly at the plate of bright red ribs, its saliva almost dripping onto the floor.

Qingze filled a bowl with rice and ate while scrolling through the overseas version of TikTok on his phone.

He has a preference for film clips, film highlights, and current affairs news.

Recently, with the inauguration of the new US president and the ever-changing international situation, the political forum has been particularly lively, with all sorts of gossip emerging one after another, providing him with plenty of material to talk about.

After finishing his meal, he scraped the remaining rice out of the rice cooker, poured it into the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs, stirred it thoroughly so that every grain of rice was coated with the rich sauce, and then poured it all, along with the leftover bones, into Big Yellow's dog bowl.

After cleaning up the dishes and tidying up the kitchen, Qingze went to the balcony.

The five sparrows in the cage had eaten and drunk their fill and were full of energy.

With a thought, he activated the Eyes of the Birds and simultaneously opened the birdcage door.

The sparrows flapped their wings and darted out one by one, quickly disappearing into the deepening twilight sky.

Tonight, Qingze didn't take Dahuang out.

He put the newly bought darts in his pocket, left home alone, and began his nighttime "hunt," searching for red tags that might appear in the corners of the city.

……

Okubo Park is "famous" in Tokyo and even internationally.

Every night, many youthful and beautiful figures appear here, including some girls who appear to be underage.

They ended up here for various reasons, like cheap commodities, at the mercy of others.

Many of them didn't care about tomorrow or the future; they only wanted to get through the night.

As Qingze stepped into the park, his gaze did not linger on the streetwalkers, but quickly settled on a dog by the fountain.

It was a Shikoku dog, with a typical black-sesame coat, wearing a collar around its neck but no leash.

The scarlet label on its head was particularly glaring.

Cerberus

The dog's owner was a very elegantly dressed woman who exuded a deliberately crafted "petit-bourgeois" air from head to toe, even wearing a slightly out-of-place white wide-brimmed round hat at night.

At this moment, she is smiling broadly as she plays frisbee with her beloved dog.

Every time a Shikoku dog retrieves a frisbee, it receives a loving pat and praise from its owner.

However, Qingze's gaze touched a nerve in the dog.

It suddenly turned its head, making a low growling sound in its throat, baring its sharp teeth, and adopting a clearly threatening posture.

Animals' intuition is indeed sharp.

After thinking about it, Qingze decided to give up on it.

This dog, after all, belongs to an owner, unlike the wasps and rats that were recognized as pests. There was no sufficient reason to take its life.

He turned and left.

But to the Shikoku dogs, who were already on the offensive, this action was seen as a sign of fear and weakness.

"Ow!"

It let out a low growl and charged suddenly at Qingze.

Just then, a father and son were taking a walk next to Qingze.

Seeing a large dog baring its teeth and charging towards him, the father mistook it for his child and immediately stepped forward, shouting, "Get out of the way!"

At the same time, they made a gesture of driving them away.

This completely enraged the Shikoku dog, which immediately changed its target and fiercely pounced on the father.

"Please don't hurt my Taro!"

The woman screamed in panic, her voice filled with unconditional protection for the dog, completely disregarding the possibility that it might bite someone else.

Anyway, this wasn't the first time Taro had bitten someone, so at most he would just have to pay compensation afterwards.

But her "baby" must not suffer any injustice.

In the blink of an eye, Qingze's eyes turned cold.

With an owner like that, keeping this dog around is just asking for trouble.

Must be cleared.

Chapter 21 Killing Dogs and New Magical Tags

The Shikoku dogs attacked with exceptional ferocity, leaving a trail of foul odor.

The man targeted had no time to make any effective evasive maneuvers.

As an ordinary person, his nerve reaction speed is far slower than that of a professionally trained fighter. When faced with sudden danger, his body's first instinctive reaction is to stiffen.

He could only watch helplessly as that large mouth full of sharp teeth came to bite him.

People usually only scream or make another chaotic movement when the pain actually hits them.

The little boy next to him had a look of fear on his face.

At the critical moment, Qingze kicked out from the side, accurately hitting the Shikoku dog in the neck.

He deliberately controlled his strength and did not use his full power.

The sheer power displayed in kicking a vicious dog to death in full view of everyone was truly astonishing.

His purpose in kicking it was simply to push it away.

The Shikoku dog was kicked and rolled to the side, letting out a painful howl.

Without pausing for a moment, Qingze took a step forward and, using his weight advantage, forcefully pressed the struggling dog back to the ground. His knees pressed precisely on the dog's vulnerable neck, forcing it to whimper intermittently.

Qingze showed no pity and delivered several heavy blows, ending its life cleanly and decisively.

At the same time, the bright red "Cerberus" tag on the dog's head wriggled and eventually merged into a beam of red light, silently disappearing into his brow.

"what!!!"

The dog owner screamed hysterically, the sound sharp and piercing, as if they were slaughtering a pig rather than dealing with a vicious dog.

This shout completely ruined Qingze's good mood caused by the enhancement.

He stood up expressionlessly, and the Shikoku dog, its neck tilted to one side, slumped down and stopped moving.

The dog owner's screams abruptly ceased, replaced by a raging inferno. Pointing at Qingze's nose, he yelled, "You! You cold-blooded, heartless..."

Before she could finish her accusations, Qingze slapped her hard across the face, interrupting her words.

"Shut up! You dog-killing murderer!"

Qingze's voice was icy, "If you hadn't gone out without leashing your dog and hadn't been so disciplining it, would this have happened today?"

The responsibility rests entirely on you!

If you can't even train a dog, I advise you never to try to educate your children, lest you harm yourself and others.

"That's right, your dog almost bit me just now!"