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

"Ah? What man... not... um..."

Sayaka Sumino blushed and stammered, unable to speak.

Kujo Ditaro glanced over and stared at them fiercely until the two of them completely shut up, then he withdrew his gaze.

At the same time, Mrs. Hanabata, who was getting impatient, took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

"Aha!"

"Yeah yeah yeah..."

Looking at the figure leaning over and charging towards him, Kujo Ditaro raised his leg and kicked.

Mrs. Hanabata followed the clues and not only was she not kicked over, but she used her thigh as a springboard and took advantage of the momentum to soar into the air.

"Di Taro, die from this flying kick of mine!"

"Oh?"

Kujo Ditaro raised his head, looked at the feet kicking towards his face, raised his hand with a grin, grabbed them, and then threw them hard.

As we all know, people cannot move freely when they are in the air.

However, surprisingly, this woman in her forties was able to complete the difficult force-relieving action of spinning and landing and then somersaulting in a state of weightlessness.

At this moment, even someone as worldly-wise as Kujo Ditaro was shocked.

Mrs. Hanabata was very satisfied with the shocked looks of the people around her. Her laughter became more exaggerated and her eyes almost narrowed into slits.

"Hahahaha... It's useless, it's useless. You can't stop me from moving forward. Ahaha!"

Mrs. Hanabata took advantage of the victory and launched another charge.

Kujo Ditaro clenched his fists, obviously unable to bear it anymore.

"That's enough for you!"

"It's useless, it's useless, your rhythm...Puff!"

"..."

Looking at the woman kneeling on the ground with her hands covering her stomach, there was no mercy in Kujo Ditaro's eyes.

Mrs. Hanabata raised her head, her expression extremely painful, her voice slightly weak, "No... Impossible... Your rhythm is clearly..."

"That's enough." Kujo Ditaro waved his hand and said disdainfully, "You're in your forties, so stop doing all these fancy things and just go home."

Mrs. Hanabata didn't appreciate it, and muttered to herself, "Could it be...could it be that he held back in his previous angry attack..."

"Stop fighting..."

Taking advantage of the lull after the battle, Sayaka Sumino rushed forward to mediate.

Mrs. Hanabata raised her eyes slightly, took a look, and then pounced out.

Kujo Ditaro took the lead and chopped down fiercely with his knife hand.

"Uh..."

Looking at the woman lying in front of her, Sayaka Sumino took a step back and covered her skirt with lingering fear.

Kujo Ditaro squatted down and began to examine it casually.

"Not dead, still breathing. OK, let's just leave it here for now."

"How about... move her to the sofa."

"No, just let her lie here."

Kujo Ditaro clapped his hands, stood up and said, "Sayaka, let me take you back first."

"Eh..." Sayaka Sumino lowered her head, neither responding nor refusing.

Kujo Ditaro had something to say, so he simply pushed the girl out.

"Di Taro, we..."

"Digo, go get busy first."

Kitahara Iori covered the blond man's mouth and gestured with a smile.

Kujo Ditaro nodded approvingly and threw a bunch of keys to the table.

"I don't know which one is yours, try it yourself."

"Good Ledger."

Sayaka Sumino glanced sideways and secretly memorized the appearance of the two.

Kujo Ditaro supported the girl's shoulders from behind and led her out the door.

"Let's go a little further."

"Um..."

Sayaka Sumino let the man push her gently, and after walking for an unknown number of meters, they stopped under a street light.

Kujo Ditaro released his hand and began to think about what to say.

Sayaka Sumino didn't turn around, but stood there quietly.

The night wind is bleak and the chill penetrates the body.

Sayaka Sumino shrank back, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Without thinking, Kujo Ditaro took off his armless jacket and was about to put it on the girl when he hesitated.

"Sayaka...is this better?"

"Much better...thank you."

Sayaka Sumino clutched her clothes tightly and murmured, "Di Taro, what do you want to tell me?"

"Sayaka, regarding my previous confession..."

Kujo Ditai took a deep breath, and before he could finish his words, he saw the girl in front of him suddenly turn around.

Sayaka Sumino lowered her head, holding the hem of her skirt with both hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Di Taro, I...I'm not wearing those panties, I'm wearing ordinary, normal underwear."

Hearing this, Kujo Ditaro became anxious.

"Sayaka, don't let the old woman fool you. She, like her daughter, can infect others and lower their IQ."

"No... Auntie Sabata is right. A girl's true nature can indeed be seen from her underwear. So, I want to prove to you that I'm not... not that kind of girl!"

Sayaka Sumino closed her eyes tightly, and her hands, which were pinching her skirt, suddenly moved upwards.

Kujo Ditaro didn't have time to stop it, and the kitten pattern that came into his sight made his heart tremble.

Finished!

Also infected!

Humanity...is completely defeated!

Kujo Ditaro held down the girl's arm and urged her, "Sayaka, don't give up. Stick to your own path."

Sayaka Sumino, who was extremely shy, couldn't help but open her eyes after hearing this and asked in surprise, "Really? Are you really going to insist?"

"Of course, as long as you don't give up, the road will extend infinitely, Sayaka."

"...Just...don't give up?"

"Well, as long as you don't give up, no, you absolutely can't give up."

Kujo Ditaro spoke righteously and with an extremely sincere tone.

Sayaka Sumino nodded and said affirmatively: "I understand. I won't give up, even if we are far apart, even if there is a barrier between us, I will not give up."

"Eh?" Kujo Ditaro was stunned and asked, "Sayaka, you..."

"Huh? What?" Sayaka Sumino smiled, with a lively light in her eyes.

"No...it's okay." After thinking for a while, Kujo Ditaro shook his head silently.

Sayaka Sumino took two steps back and bowed, saying, "Di Taro, just take me here. I'll go back the rest of the way by myself."

After saying this, the girl turned around, but did not leave immediately.

I don't know how long it's been...

"Um...Di Taro, can you take me back?"

Chapter 167: Getting drunk at the first sniff? What are you going to do?

It is very normal for a man to escort his female friend home late at night.

So, even if Sayaka Sumino didn't say it, Kujo Ditaro would have followed.

After the two walked for more than twenty minutes, the surrounding buildings had transitioned from residential houses to large villas.

Kujo Ditaro tilted his head and looked, feeling deeply moved, but there was no change on the surface.

"Di Taro, thank you for bringing me back. Come in and sit down."

Sayaka Sumino opened the iron gate of the outer courtyard and invited with a smile.

Kujo Ditaro wanted to refuse, but the expectation in the girl's eyes made it difficult for him to refuse.

Just like that, the two of them entered the villa.

Sayaka Sumino's house is very spacious and the layout is luxurious.

Even though Kujo Ditaro had been here once, he still couldn't help but look around.

Expensive furniture, incomprehensible art paintings, and exquisite vases filled with flowers...

"Di Taro, come in."

After preparing slippers for the guests, Sayaka Sumino reminded them with a smile.

Kujo Ditaro withdrew his gaze and said casually, "It's so late, your parents haven't come back yet?"

"They're traveling abroad, and Pomeranian is the only one at home with me."

"That little dog, who will take care of the Pomeranian when you go to college?"

The two of them walked and talked as they entered the living room one after the other.

Sayaka Sumino made a pot of hot tea, poured each of them a cup, and then sat on the sofa on the other side.

The sound of ringing came closer rhythmically.

"Little Pomeranian."

Sayaka Sumino picked up the brown-haired puppy and stroked it affectionately.

Kujo Ditaro continued the conversation and asked, "Did you bring Hiromi with you after you went to university?"

"There's an apartment my parents bought over there that allows pets, so I'll bring it with me."

Purchased...apartment?

The words between the lines all reveal the breath of a rich person...

Kujo Ditaro smiled inexplicably and replied, "It's nice to have a pet, but it's not easy to be a poop scooper."

"It's okay, you'll get used to it." Sayaka Sumino handed over the brown puppy and asked, "Do you want a hug?"

Kujo Ditaro waved his hand and refused, "Your Pomeranian is a little small. I'm used to pinching Kako's dogs. You'd better not hold this one. It would be bad if it hurts."

Sayaka Sumino didn't force it. After putting down the brown puppy, she reached out and picked up the hot tea on the table.

"Di Taro, don't you want tea?"

"I'm not used to tea..."

"So what would you like to drink? A drink or coffee? Or wine?"

"Red wine?"

Kujo Ditaro's eyes lit up slightly, but he still shook his head.

Sayaka Sumino was very polite. She stood up and got a bottle of red wine.

"Di Taro, I can't drink much. I get drunk just by smelling alcohol, so you should open this one."