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

"Let's wait a little longer. This guy is so big. If we don't use weapons, I'm afraid we won't be able to take him down. So we have to plan carefully."

"What's the point of planning for the long term? Kamio-san seems very unhappy with him. Let's just beat him down. Kamio-san will definitely be very satisfied..."

After everyone discussed in low voices, they finally decided to take action.

After all, their boss had shown great hostility towards this man.

Several people wanted to take this opportunity to flatter their boss, but they had no idea.

As soon as Kujo Ditaro invited the willing ones to take the bait, he caught several swollen small fish.

"There's a fight, there's a fight."

"This...this is too tragic, right? I can't bear to watch it."

"It's so tragic! So many people attacked one person... and yet they were killed in return. This is truly tragic."

Ignoring the discussions of passersby, Kujo Ditaro pulled out with his backhand, and the last person who wanted to retreat screamed and fell to the ground.

"Brother...Brother! Stop...stop slapping my face! You really can't do that anymore!"

"We've met before. What do you want from me?"

"Brother...I said, I said...Xine!"

Kujo Ditaro grabbed the fist that was swinging towards his face and squeezed it hard!

“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts…”

The man squatted down, covering his right hand, his face disfigured by the pain.

Kujo Ditaro remained indifferent and took out a marker from his pocket with a grin.

"A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated... Don't... Don't tear my clothes... Yamedie!"

"No, don't draw such embarrassing patterns. Ah... I can't get married."

"I'm warning you... We... Big Brother, we have to save our dignity too! That... is not allowed..."

"Ah, ah, stop yelling so happily, I'm having too much fun!"

Kujo Ditaro stood up, looked at the tattered clothes on the ground and the half-naked man squatting there, and happily put away the marker.

"I wish you a happy return. I'm leaving now. Bye."

"How can I repair it..."

Looking at the tall figures walking further and further away, these half-naked men covered in graffiti happily escaped from everyone's sight.

.......

“Why can’t I find this phone?”

Kamio's father wanted to interrupt the plan, but he couldn't find his cell phone.

Just as he was thinking about whether to get out of the car, the door suddenly opened.

He was shocked when he saw the naked men coming in one after another!

"What the hell! Where have you been? How did you end up like this?"

"Brother, we tried our best, but that guy is simply a demon!"

"He uses that long, thick thing to do this and that on me. Mmmmm... I can't get married!"

"What the hell are you getting married for? Believe it or not, I'll have the team leader arrange the first flight for you to go to Thailand for your debut?!"

Kamio's father was furious and after yelling and cursing for a while, he finally figured out what had happened.

Chapter 183: Red Stockings...Can't Hold Back the Gun?!

【Sayaka, where are you? 】

After walking a distance, Kujo Ditaro sent a text message to Sayaka Sumino.

Then he turned off the Do Not Disturb mode on his phone and opened the chat pop-up window of Kamio Kiyoko.

When he found that the other party had not sent any new messages, he was not surprised, but rather felt a little accustomed to it.

There's nothing he can do about it, because his girlfriend is a straight vibranium girl with weird habits.

hum!

The phone vibrated and Kujo Ditaro opened the email.

Please wait a moment.

[Well, I'll go in the direction you're going first.]

[Okay, let me take a look at the conspicuous buildings nearby.]

After Sayaka Sumino finished sending the text message, she saw a gray commercial vehicle driving past.

Since the car windows were tightly closed, she didn't pay much attention and just took a quick glance.

Because of the angle, as the business car drove away, her eyes fell on a fluorescent sign.

Backstreet Girls Theater...?

Sayaka Sumino's eyes lit up and she subconsciously typed a reply.

I'm in front of the Backstreet Girls Theater. You should be able to find it if you use the navigation.

[Okay, I've navigated here and will be there in five minutes.]

Backstreet Girls.

Sayaka Sumino put her cell phone in her pocket and looked with interest at the theater entrance where music could be faintly heard.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she heard a familiar voice from the side. She turned around and saw Kujo Ditaro jogging towards her.

"Di Taro, are you okay? Did those people do anything to you?"

"Do I look like someone in trouble to you?"

Kujo Ditaro spread his arms, revealing his intact side.

Sumino Sayaka looked him up and down, then nodded and said, "Why are they chasing you? And why are you at the door of my apartment?"

"That's a long story." Kujo Ditaro thought for a moment and summarized, "It was your father who asked me to find you."

"My dad?" Sayaka Sumino blinked, very confused.

Kujo Ditaro didn't explain too much and put all the blame on the girl's father.

"Anyway, just go and ask Dad. I can't explain it clearly."

"All right..."

Sayaka Sumino smiled regretfully, pointed to the theater ahead, and asked curiously, "Di Taro, do you know anything about backstreet girls?"

Kujo Ditaro looked over and after a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Is it an idol group?"

"It seems so. Should we go and take a look? It looks quite interesting."

Sayaka Sumino was eager to try, and her voice was much lighter.

Kujo Ditaro did not refuse and agreed very readily. After all, it was a feast for the eyes.

Sayaka Sumino walked in front, and Ditaro Kujo followed behind.

Looking at the blond girl wearing a white long-sleeved shirt, a blue hip skirt, and red stockings, Kujo Ditaro suddenly felt that he was a little ignorant.

To be honest, he had never seen a girl wearing red stockings.

Although Sayaka Sumino's overall outfit was harmonious, Kujo Ditaro's gaze kept moving downwards from time to time.

Perhaps because she noticed something, Sayaka Sumino's earlobe turned a little red.

After the two walked into the theater, what caught their eyes were three glamorous singing girls.

"My sworn brotherhood wine is for you!"

"Make pinky promise~We swear to love each other forever!"

"Why not cut off all ten of your fingers? Cut them all off!"

After hearing this song, Kujo Ditaro immediately felt that the person who wrote the lyrics was truly a great man with literary depth.

"This song...this song..." Sayaka Sumino covered her mouth with her hands, trying not to laugh until her face turned red.

Kujo Ditaro looked around and saw that no one was looking at him like a crazy fan. He whispered, "Sayaka, everyone here is a die-hard fan of Backstreet Girls. You'll attract hatred if you do this. Shh."

Sayaka Sumino kept covering her mouth with her hands and shook her head, "But this song... hits my... funny spot, puff puff puff..."

Seeing the girl's appearance, Kujo Ditaro stopped forcing her and pulled her to a hidden corner.

"Okay, they haven't noticed us anymore, so let's just watch from the back. Honestly, this idol group's songs are really good."

"Yeah...it's really funny anyway...pupupu..."

Kujo Ditaro didn't bother to complain and looked up at the three women on the stage.

I have to say that girls who can become idols are all very good-looking.

However, unexpectedly, Kujo Ditaro actually felt an inexplicable aversion to these three beauties who conform to the public's aesthetic standards.

what happened?

Do I really hate girls who are involved in the entertainment industry?

But I don’t usually have this feeling when I watch variety shows?

Kujo Ditaro was confused and glanced at the three women inadvertently.

Looking at the three pairs of lifeless eyes that looked identical and as if they were in dire straits, he seemed to understand something.

"These three probably don't really pursue this profession. It seems like they have a lot of stories to tell."

"Eh? Ditaro, how did you know? I saw them singing and dancing, they seemed to be having a lot of fun."

After a period of buffering, Sayaka Sumino's smile has subsided a lot.

Listening to Kujo Ditaro's feelings, she put forward a different idea.

"You do not understand."

Kujo Ditaro was unwilling to reveal the dark side of the entertainment industry to this pure girl, so he just brushed it off with a few words.

Sayaka Sumino was confused, but she didn't ask too many questions. She just responded to the idol's interaction and waved her hands rhythmically.

"Team Leader, your love-making wine is really popular."

"Hahahahahaha... This song is my masterpiece, the result of a long night of hard work. How could it not be a hit?"

"As expected of a team leader, you easily accomplished something we couldn't!"

“We are truly impressed!”

Kujo Ditaro was startled and glanced sideways without changing his expression.

Looking at the people standing at the door, he was stunned.

what's the situation?

Isn’t this the Inujin boss?

Wait...is this his territory?

No wonder the voices of these three girls sound familiar.

Kujo Ditaro took two steps back, hiding his tall body even further in the darkness.

Looking at the yellow-haired girl in front of him waving her hands and gradually becoming a die-hard fan, he quickly pulled her over.

"Di Taro, what are you doing?"

"Shh, be quiet. Do you see those people at the door? They are in the same group as the ones chasing me."

"What...? What should I do then? There seems to be only one exit here."

Sayaka Sumino widened her eyes, subconsciously lowered her voice, and whispered: "This place seems quite secret, let's wait for them to leave."

"Well, you can sit on the wall behind me, and you can block the front of me. It will be more hidden this way."

When Kujo Ditaro sat down, with half of his butt barely touching the wall, his height dropped by one third.