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

After Kujo Ditaro caught up with the two, he didn't rush to settle the score. He asked, "What happened to you?"

Imamura Kohei looked up and said nervously, "I think I kicked too hard just now. Iori's tailbone... feels a little bit hanging."

"real or fake?"

Kujo Ditaro squatted down and stared at the distorted face of the black-haired man. After looking at him for a long time, he could not detect anything unusual.

Imamura Kohei swallowed and suggested, "Why don't we get him out of the hospital first?"

"If it's true, then you should definitely be sent to the hospital, but I feel like you're pretending."

Kujo Ditaro reached out, patted the black-haired man's cheek, and asked tentatively: "Iori, how do you feel now?"

"The pain... the pain is indescribable, like being run over by a truck."

"Yeah, confirmed, he's pretending."

"Eh? Really? He's already like this..."

Imamura Kohei was stunned and frowned, saying, "Let's send him to the hospital. The sooner he goes, the sooner he can get treatment."

"If there really was something wrong with your tailbone, he would definitely rush us to the hospital. And just now, you actually used so many words to describe the pain. Isn't it... very painful?"

Kujo Ditaro pinched the lower half of the black-haired man's face, and his smile became more ferocious.

Kitahara Iori widened his eyes and thought to himself, this is bad.

Imamura Kohei thought for a moment and said angrily: "Digo! This guy is too despicable. We... Ugh!"

Kujo Ditaro pinched the lower half of the two men's faces, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"What? You still want to divert my attention? You actually followed me and even sneaked into someone's house. Do you know that this is enough to put you in jail?"

"no..."

Kohei Imamura wanted to explain, but he couldn't find the words.

Kitahara Iori became a doctor after a long illness, and even though he was restricted in many ways, he still had no problem speaking.

"Brother Di, it's not what you think. We're not following you. We're telling you that you can't be fickle!"

"The reason we sneaked in... No, we didn't sneak in. We just wanted to visit you and take you away. We understand you, Digo!"

"It's definitely hard to refuse a former lover's change of heart. Even if it were us, we might not be able to do it right. So, since you have no other choice, as your best friends, we will naturally help you get back on track."

Bibi kept talking a lot, but Kujo Ditaro didn't listen to a word she said, but he still let go of her hand.

After the two were freed, they stood together tremblingly.

Kujo Ditaro waved his hand and asked, "Honestly, I can consider it at my discretion. Do you understand me?"

"Di Taro, it's true, what I just said."

Kitahara Iori's tone was sincere and his expression was genuine.

Imamura Kohei raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Brother Di, don't listen to his nonsense. He is just jealous and wants to cause trouble."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Kitahara Iori remained calm and criticized: "Didn't you say you wanted to find something to hold against Di Ge, and then instigated me to come here, and don't forget the bet you lost, so..."

"That's enough. This matter won't end like this." Kujo Ditaro interrupted the two people's argument and said with a sneer: "Since you dare to do it, you dare to take responsibility. Don't worry, I won't use violence against you."

"Hmm?" Kitahara Iori raised his head and questioned, "Di Taro, if you don't use violence, this is not your style."

"Problems solved with violence are ultimately only superficial. I now prefer to treat people with their own kind, right? My dear friends."

Kujo Ditaro put his arms around the two men's shoulders and spoke in a very kind tone.

"Oh? I see..."

"It's a battle of wits... a short-lived friendship."

"Of course, violence can't convince you, right?"

A cold wind blew by, and the three people under the street light smiled in an especially hideous and distorted manner.

At the same time, a patrolman passing by on a bicycle smiled politely.

"Please show us your health insurance cards, everyone."

"Officer, these two just broke in..."

Chapter 171: Returning to the mansion, are you too domineering?

"Officer, I'm reporting this with my real name. The two of them just broke into a private residence."

"Sir, give me a chance... No, don't listen to my friend's nonsense, this is my health certificate."

"That's right, he drank a little bit and his words are out of control, hahaha..."

After taking the three people's IDs, the patrolman took a look at them and warned them, "You're still college students, right? Tomorrow is Monday, so don't hang around outside so late at night."

"Officer, I'm serious."

Kujo Ditaro is cruel and intends to kill his own relatives for the sake of justice.

The patrolman didn't take it seriously. He handed back the three people's IDs and rode away on his bike.

"Where are you...? Where is your bottom line as a human being!?"

"You can all sneak into private homes, so why can't you let me report it under my real name?"

Kujo Ditaro spread his hands, and the corners of his mouth rose by inertia.

Kitahara Iori gritted his teeth but was speechless.

Kohei Imamura took out his cell phone and tactfully changed the subject.

"It's almost ten o'clock. It's getting late. Should we go back?"

"Don't worry about that for now, Di Taro, what's the situation with the wine in your hand?"

Kitahara Iori pointed and asked curiously, "I really don't understand what kind of topic would make you ask for a bottle of red wine?"

Imamura Kohei nodded in agreement. "I've been meaning to ask this before. And this red wine looks very high-end. Could it be that you've done something enviable?"

"Are you kidding? This is what my friend promised to give me. Otherwise, why do you think I would go there so late at night?"

Kujo Ditaro knew that the two of them posed great hidden dangers, so he kept his mouth shut.

Kitahara Iori shook his head and said noncommittally, "Impossible! You couldn't have gone there just for this little thing, Di Taro. I'm sure something must have happened between you two."

"I think so too. Di Taro must have done something!" Kohei Imamura held his chin high, with a wise gleam in his eyes.

"Believe it or not, you look at people through yellow glasses, so everything you see is yellow." Kujo Ditaro was unwilling to explain and acted very nonchalant.

"I see, so that's how it is..." Kitahara Iori laughed heartily, his face suddenly becoming ferocious. "Di Taro, where's your coat? You were getting a drink, so why did you leave your coat behind? Did you do something enviable? Hmm?"

"Ah, ah..." Imamura Kohei took out a lighter. Under the reflection of the flame, his facial features became more and more distorted. "I don't know why, but I suddenly want to burn something."

"..."

Looking at the two people's contrasting behavior, Kujo Ditaro remained unmoved and said calmly, "Didn't you follow me all the way? My coat was draped over Sayaka, didn't you see? I was walking fast just now, so I didn't take it with me. Is there a problem here? Hmm?"

"Indeed, your excuse is very reasonable, but... I refuse!" Kitahara Iori waved his hand and said firmly: "Di Taro, men understand men best. In the situation just now, you couldn't just go get the wine."

"That's why I told you not to wear yellow..."

"Di Taro, you probably haven't noticed, but there's something here..."

Kujo Ditaro was stunned and subconsciously raised his hand to pinch his earlobe. This action alone confirmed his guilty conscience.

Kitahara Iori did not feel complacent, but asked a mysterious question in a deep tone.

"So what are you going to do? I warned you before, but once you provoke some people, it's not easy to get away."

"I think I understand."

Imamura Kohei put away his lighter and said thoughtfully, "Di Taro, your girlfriend's attributes are not as stable as they appear. Whether she is color or black and white, Shidou or Makoto, it all depends on your thoughts."

Kujo Toitaro only half understood what Imamura Kohei said, but Kitahara Iori's question made him think deeply.

"Well, this is a complicated matter. Just ignore it. I'll find a way to solve it."

"It's up to you, but I support Qingzi."

Imamura Kohei's apparent attitude was accompanied by a glint of sharp teeth at the corners of his mouth.

Kitahara Iori pinched his chin and muttered, "Rich women are more reliable..."

"...You guys take the wine. I'm going to get my clothes first. Also, my car is parked far away, so I don't plan to drive it."

Kujo Ditaro handed over the bottle and trotted away.

Looking at the receding figure, the two of them glanced at each other and said in unison: "Let's go."

"Do you bet that Di Taro will come back?"

"Even if he comes back, it will probably be early morning at least."

"This red wine has no flavor at all, but it looks like a high-end product. She's definitely a wealthy woman."

"Di Taro has reached the pinnacle of his life. Alas, he has lost his worries."

The two walked farther and farther away until they disappeared at the end of the street.

At the same time, Kujo Ditaro arrived at the door of Sayaka Sumino's mansion.

Compared to the previous silence, the two black cars parked inside the iron gate caught his attention.

Could it be that Sayaka's family has returned?

This was a close call. If I had left later... I would have been hit.

I hope that dress won't cause trouble for Sayaka...

After Kujo Ditaro clung to the iron gate and took a look, he was about to leave.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"I was just passing by."

Looking at the man in black clothes and sunglasses walking out of the mansion, Kujo Ditaro smiled and waved his hand.

The man in black clothes and sunglasses did not stop and walked straight to the outside of the iron gate.

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"Can't you just take a look? You're being too sensitive."

Kujo Ditaro didn't want to attract the attention of the people in the room, so after saying a few perfunctory words, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Stop, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

The man in black clothes and sunglasses, wearing leather shoes, strode forward with big strides.

Kujo Ditaro heard the approaching footsteps and turned around and said, "You're being too overbearing, aren't you? I'm just taking a look, what can I do?"

"It's the dead of night, we just got back, and you're spying here. When I called out, you tried to run away. Don't you think you're suspicious?"

"One, I'm just passing by. Two, I don't mean to run away. Three, I'm a college student. What can I do?"

The man in black clothes and sunglasses looked up, looked him up and down, and sneered, "You're a college student? Your physique is enough to put professional bodybuilders to shame. I say, if you want to find an excuse, you have to find a reasonable one, right?"

"So what do you want? I have something else to do. Can you please stop wasting my time?"

Kujo Ditaro glanced towards the mansion, seeing the still-closed door, and couldn't help but think to himself, Sayaka wouldn't be able to explain what happened to her clothes, and besides, if I showed up so late, I'm afraid it would cause a major misunderstanding...

"..."

The man in black clothes and sunglasses narrowed his eyes and lunged forward without warning.

Kujo Ditaro only felt a dark shadow approaching and instinctively waved his hand.

Chapter 172: Hiss...Who hit that person?!

boom!

The sound of the iron bars shaking came from outside.

The family sitting on the sofa looked up at the same time.

"Honey, what's going on outside?"

"No, Liang is outside. He will come in and tell me. Besides, compared to all that, Saya, what's your explanation?"