What are the options for love obstacles in the humanoid Star Platinum's mind?

Kitahara Iori didn't believe it at first, but when he remembered Imamura Kohei's identity as a technical geek, his face immediately turned ugly.

Kujo Ditaro became interested and turned to ask, "Kohei, do you still have this skill?"

"Of course, I learned to draw in order to dress my beloved Lalazi-chan in all kinds of clothes."

Imamura Kohei proudly took out his phone, flipped through a pile of colorful pictures in the album, and gestured, "Look, these are all drawn by me."

After taking a few glances, Kujo Ditaro exclaimed, "Not bad, the painting is very detailed. Do you work part-time as an illustrator?"

“Occasionally I receive an order...”

Imamura Kohei was halfway through his words when the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up. "Iori, what's with that expression on your face? Did you suddenly realize how useless you are?"

"I'm too young." Kitahara Iori covered his face with his hands, his tone extremely resentful. "I thought the average person's amateur skills were, at best, good at a particular sport or a strong gaming skill. Sigh... it's my fault for being too young."

"Iori, what nonsense are you talking about?" Kujo Ditaro put his arm around the black-haired man's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Even if you're old, you're still useless. It has nothing to do with your age."

"That's enough, that's enough. Stop persecuting me. It's really... too difficult."

Kitahara Iori had a sad look on his face and ate noodles resignedly.

As the noodles entered his mouth, he found them tasteless.

"Boss, I'm here to eat noodles."

"Don't shout so loudly, it'll disturb others, idiot!"

"Boss, boss, two bowls of noodles, Xiao Ming's bowl has an extra egg."

"Okay, okay, Yoshiko, you're still as lively as ever."

The sudden arrival of a man and woman attracted the attention of most people in the store.

Looking at the lively and active orange-haired girl who shared interesting stories with her male companions from time to time, many older people had a glimmer of nostalgia in their eyes.

On the contrary, two single people who are not in a relationship are so envious that they can't help but express their envy.

"cut!"

"Showing affection quickly fades away. The more you show it now, the faster it fades away."

"You'd better not envy this couple."

Kujo Ditaro withdrew his gaze and said with a stifled laugh, "You may not know this, but you really shouldn't be too envious..."

"Di Taro..." Kitahara Iori hesitated and asked, "Do you know them?"

"I know her. She's my high school classmate. Although she looks okay, she's actually an upright ape. I have to go over and say a few words."

After saying this, Kujo Ditaro stood up and walked towards the couple.

At this moment, the orange-haired girl who was chatting with her male companion noticed something.

"Eh? Xiao Ming, isn't this Di Taro?"

"Hmm? Di Taro? Really...long time no see."

"Long time no see, Jiazi, Xiaoming."

Kujo Ditaro stopped and took a chair to sit down.

The orange-haired girl was quite excited, with the corners of her mouth rising continuously. "Di Taro, I didn't expect to meet you here. What are you doing here?"

"You're still the same, Yoshiko, always asking nonsense questions."

Kujo Ditaro shook his head, looked at the man beside him with a half-smile, and asked, "Xiao Ming, you're already in college now. Have you applied to a university yet?"

The man held his forehead with one hand and sighed, "How could this idiot possibly get into college? I only go to a university in the city and come back on weekends."

"Xiao Ming, I'm in college too. You're making me lose face." The orange-haired girl spoke loudly, completely ignoring the strange looks from the people around her.

The man stood up and bowed to the crowd in apology, then looked at the girl with a ferocious expression, "Keep your voice down, idiot! Do you believe I will kill you?"

The orange-haired girl covered her mouth with her hands and said shyly, "That's annoying, Xiao Ming. You're flirting with me here with so many people watching. This kind of thing is natural..."

The man pinched the lower half of the girl's face, veins popping out of his arms, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "Shut up, understand?"

“…”

Finally, the orange-haired girl fell silent.

After the man withdrew his hand, he turned to look at Kujo Ditaro and said with a smile: "You know the character of this idiot. Don't listen to her nonsense, Ditaro."

"What?.. We've slept together before..."

The orange-haired girl's neck was strangled.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Kujo Ditaro didn't take it seriously, as if he was used to it, but the corners of his mouth were rising wildly.

"I can't pretend I didn't hear what you just said. Did you guys sleep over?"

"No, Kako is just talking nonsense..."

The man tried to argue, but his red ears proved as much.

Kujo Ditaro nodded and asked, "Although I don't want to gossip, I still want to know the whole process. Xiao Ming, do you want to tell me, or should I find a chance to ask Kako privately?"

"Di Taro..." The man opened his mouth slightly, his expression extremely complicated, "This is really not what you think. It was Yoshiko who took advantage of me when I was not prepared..."

"OK, I understand."

Kujo Ditaro smiled with satisfaction, his face becoming increasingly exaggerated. "One of my high school classmates already got married. I didn't go to his wedding, but I will definitely be there for yours, and I'll bring a generous gift. After all, this is a major event between two races."

"..."

The orange-haired girl couldn't speak, but still made an OK gesture.

As the man increased his strength, he explained with a serious expression, "Di Taro, you have to believe me, it's impossible for a human to fall in love with a monkey!"

"Love that transcends race is truly great. Xiao Ming, Jiazi is also very good. Look how much she looks like a human being."

"You...don't you feel bad when you're talking like that? Have you forgotten how she eats a banana because you haven't seen her in a long time?"

"It's useless to tell me this. You've been together for more than ten years, Xiao Ming. Some things are destined. The more you resist, the more excited she becomes."

Kujo Ditaro pointed with his finger and smiled strangely.

The man turned his head stiffly, and what came into his sight was a drooling face of a nympho.

Chapter 152: The confrontation begins!

"Di Taro, that girl doesn't look very bright."

"Be confident and take away the looks."

"Di Taro, your friends are quite strange."

Kujo Ditaro returned to his seat, finished the remaining noodles, and took the two of them out of the noodle shop.

As soon as they left, an orange-haired girl chased after them.

"Di Taro, wait a moment."

"Hmm? You guys go wait for me by the car."

Kujo Ditaro waved his hand, and the two of them left tactfully.

The orange-haired girl held a banana in her hand and said excitedly, "Di Taro, the noodle shop owner actually sells bananas. That's amazing."

"Yako." Kujo Ditaro lifted his hair from his forehead and smiled, "You didn't come to tell me this just now, did you?"

"Of course not." The orange-haired girl shook her head, her expression suddenly serious, and her voice lowered, "Di Taro, let me tell you, actually, Xiao Ming and I..."

Kujo Ditaro sensed the element and couldn't help but bend down a little.

The orange-haired girl held her breath, looked around cautiously, and said with a silly smile: "My mother taught me this. Xiao Ming caught a cold that day, so I used handcuffs... hehe."

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and guessed, "You handcuffed Xiao Ming and then did whatever you wanted?"

"I handcuffed Xiao Ming. Xiao Ming struggled hard, but he was too weak to be my opponent. Hehehe..."

The orange-haired girl covered her face with her hands, her body twisting strangely like waves.

Kujo Ditaro was used to it and gave advice earnestly.

"You did a great job. If you like someone, you have to do whatever it takes. Next time, talk to your mom and ask her to give you some secret weapons, the kind that can make two people exhausted."

"Di Taro, you are so mean. I am not that kind of person. I believe Xiao Ming will succumb to my charm."

"Jiazi, Xiaoming has gone to college in the city. Where is that college? There are so many beautiful girls there. If you don't make adequate preparations, Xiaoming will run away with someone else. You should learn from your mother. If it weren't for her foresight, you wouldn't have had the chance to be born."

The orange-haired girl scratched her head, looking confused.

Kujo Ditaro was disappointed with his son and continued to instill his twisted ideas.

"Jiazi, life is long. If you want to settle down and build a career, you must master your mother's despicable methods."

"Di Taro, how could you say that about my mother?"

"She herself has admitted that she is a bitch, so don't wash her clean. Anyway, learn well. I look forward to your next generation."

Upon hearing this, the orange-haired girl smiled broadly and said affirmatively, "Di Taro, you are indeed my best friend. I have decided that when I have the next generation, I will make sure that she and your child become childhood sweethearts. Then they can be like me and Xiao Ming... Eh? Di Taro, don't run away!"

“Hurry…get in the car!”

Kujo Ditaro rushed to the car and urged, "Stop being stunned, let's go!"

“…”

The two didn't understand why, but they did as they were told.

Kujo Ditaro started the car and drove out in a hurry.

"Di Taro, what's wrong with you? Why are you exaggerating so much?"

"Damn it, it almost... almost killed my junior."

"What's going on? You're making us confused."

Kujo Ditaro gasped for breath and spoke intermittently, "You have no idea how terrifying that idiot is. She actually... actually wanted my child to be childhood sweethearts with hers. She's simply repaying kindness with enmity."

"Ok?"

Kitahara Iori was stunned for a moment, then smiled mysteriously, "What's so scary about this?"

"Isn't this scary enough? She's a stubborn person. If I let her finish her words, unless I move to a place where she can't find me, the tragedy will happen all over again, and my child will become the next Xiao Ming. It's terrible."

Kujo Ditaro's surprising reaction is really confusing.

But soon, the two of them... understood.

Kohei Imamura leaned slightly against the window, and the oncoming sea breeze ruffled his hair.

Faintly, a strange sound came from behind.

"Di...Tai...lang...wait...a...minute!"

"Huh?! Holy shit!"

Imamura Kohei looked back and saw a figure running wildly in the distance.

"What's wrong? Kohei, why are you making such a fuss... Holy shit!"

Kitahara Iori looked disdainful, and after taking a look, his expression froze instantly.

"Di Taro, that girl is chasing us. She's chasing us with her legs!"

"Varied...?"

Kujo Ditaro glanced at the rearview mirror and gasped, "Still...it's been a few months since we last saw each other. Has his condition gotten worse?"

"Di Taro, she's still human, we've been driving for five or six minutes, and she's still able to catch up."

"Her physical strength is not that of a human. No more talking. I need to speed up. I have to get rid of her."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Prado, which was driving at a constant speed, suddenly accelerated and drove forward.

The orange-haired girl was running wildly, looking at the car getting farther and farther away, but she still didn't slow down.

At the same time, a small truck with its headlights flashing drove up from behind the girl.

......

"Probably got rid of it."