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

"Uh-huh..."

Sayaka Sumino nodded out of habit. After a while, she was stunned. "Eh? Mom, what did you say? I have to find a son-in-law?!"

......

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Kujo Ditaro returned home.

Looking at the black-haired girl sitting on the sofa, watching TV and eating snacks, Kujo Ditaro was used to it.

"Cousin, you're back."

Kato Megumi tilted her head, and there were some potato chip crumbs on her face, which was from an oval face to baby fat.

Kujo Ditaro pursed his lips, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Kato Hui's face remained calm. After calmly taking out a tissue and wiping it, she repeated, "Cousin, you're back."

"Keiko, have you given up? Don't you plan to lose weight anymore?" Kujo Ditaro walked behind the sofa, leaned over the backrest, and asked, "It's past nine o'clock in the evening. One meal is better than two."

"Cousin, please don't talk to me about this." Kato Hui looked ahead and said calmly, "As long as you don't say it, I won't realize it. In other words, it's like I haven't eaten."

"That's amazing, my sister." Kujo Ditaro clapped his hands and said admiringly, "Megumi, you used this trick of self-deception well, but to be on the safe side, you have to smash the scale first."

"No, I feel like my weight has peaked and is now about the same." Kato Megumi curled her lips slightly and smiled, "So, no matter how much I eat now, my weight won't change."

Kujo Ditaro became interested and asked bluntly, "Really? So how much do you weigh now?"

"..." After a moment of silence, Kato Megumi started to crunch the potato chips.

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and guessed, "130?"

"Get out." Kato Megumi was very frugal with her words, and there was anger in her calm tone.

Kujo Ditaro did not give up and reported a number again.

"120?"

"Cousin, you don't know a girl's weight, so you can't ask."

"I know that, but..." Kujo Ditaro lowered his head and glanced sideways, his expression becoming increasingly ferocious. "119?"

"Cousin!!" Kato Megumi put down the potato chips, puffed up her cheeks, and suddenly raised a sly smile, "Cousin, since you want to know my weight so much, how about we play a little game?"

"What are you betting on?" Kujo Ditaro, a seasoned man, asked directly, "Games must be fair. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Of course." Kato Megumi didn't comment, picked up a box of cards on the coffee table, and chuckled, "Draw the joker card. If you beat me, I'll tell you your weight. If you lose, you have to give me three bags of potato chips."

Kujo Ditaro blinked and began to whisper devilishly as usual.

"How about this, if you lose to me, I'll give you three bags of potato chips, and if I lose to you, I'll give you ten bags. Ten to three, do you want to play?"

"Ten to three? Then you're at a big disadvantage, and you don't want to know my weight?"

"Don't worry, you'll tell me when the game is over."

Kujo Ditaro smiled mysteriously, looking very cunning.

Kato Megumi didn't think much of it, but she was secretly delighted in her heart. If it was ten to three, she could earn a bag of potato chips if she won one of three rounds. It was a sure win!

"Okay, this is what you said, ten to three. If I win, you give me ten bags of potato chips. If I lose, you give me three bags of potato chips. Is that right?"

"Yes, it is like that."

Kujo Ditaro sat on the sofa, took the poker cards from the girl's hand, and began to shuffle and deal the cards smoothly.

Drawing the ghost card is a very simple game, and almost everyone in modern times has played it to some extent.

The rules of the game are nothing special. You just need to remove the pairs in your own deck in advance, and then start drawing cards from the opponent's hand. Any card you draw that can form a pair in your own deck can be drawn again, until all the cards in one player's hand are discarded, and the game is over.

It was precisely because this game was not difficult that Kato Megumi firmly believed that she could make a small profit tonight.

However, the reality is cruel, or rather, gamblers will die!

"Which one?"

Kujo Ditaro held a card in his hand and looked at the black-haired girl who was holding two cards tightly in her hand with a smile.

Kato Megumi remained expressionless, with almost no information visible on her face.

Kujo Ditaro pretended to be hesitant, but his eyes were fixed on the black-haired girl.

With his inhuman eyesight, he saw the image he wanted, and then he took the cards in one hand.

Kato Megumi threw away the cards in her hand and snorted, "You win again. I owe you... nine bags of potato chips."

As Kujo Ditaro sorted the cards, he kindly suggested, "It's okay, it's only nine bags of potato chips. How about this, 20 to 9, how about it?"

"20 to 9... Come on!"

Chapter 186: A small profit of 1,800 bags of potato chips?

The road of life is always bumpy and tortuous.

Although Kato Megumi is unfamiliar with the card game of Trickster, this does not prevent her from learning.

As the saying goes, there is a reward for every effort.

Only by constantly going in and out can we reach the highest level of excellence.

Kato Megumi has always believed that the hardships she is currently experiencing are just the necessary steps for an apprentice to become a teacher.

So, from the initial minus nine bags of potato chips to the current minus nine hundred bags of potato chips, she has always treated it with a normal attitude.

Yes, she is very stable!

"The last one! Nine hundred to nine hundred! The last one!"

"Nine hundred to nine hundred? Okay, I'll take it."

"Wait a minute, how about nine hundred to four hundred and fifty? Otherwise I..."

Upon hearing this, Kujo Ditaro couldn't help but whisper like a devil, and his face became more ugly and ferocious.

"Hey... Hui, there are some things we can change, but if we change this promise at the last minute, we'll lose our credibility. Besides, it's nine hundred versus nine hundred, so one round will decide the winner."

"All right!"

Kato Megumi puffed up her cheeks, feeling conflicted. Did I get fooled?

Regardless of whether Kato Megumi was fooled or not, this 900-900 bet can indeed decide the outcome in one go.

Kujo Ditaro was about to sort the cards as usual, but Kato Megumi was not reassured and snatched the cards away from him.

"Eh..."

Perhaps because of too much pressure or because she wasn't good at shuffling cards, the black-haired girl dropped the cards on the table three times in a row.

From this we can see that this girl, who is usually casual and calm, can sometimes become unsteady and confused like ordinary people.

I don’t know how long it took, but Kato Megumi, who was dealing the cards one by one, finally finished dealing all the cards.

After the two men picked up their cards and sorted out all the pairs, they each had more than ten cards left in their hands.

Kujo Ditaro was very considerate and handed over his own cards, saying, "You draw first."

"Hmm..." Kato Megumi responded and began to draw cards carefully.

A pair of Q...

A pair of K...

One to Ten...

A king...

Kato Megumi pursed her lips and reluctantly reset the order of the cards in her hand.

The old monk Kujo Ditaro was in a trance and said calmly, "Keiko, are you nervous?"

"No." Kato Hui picked up the cards that fell on the table and said calmly, "I believe I can win."

"Actually, I want you to win too. After all, eighteen bags of potato chips is not a small amount of money."

Kujo Ditaro is cruel and is still putting psychological pressure on the girl.

Kato Hui's eyes suddenly became sharp. She held the card in front of her and snorted, "Hurry up."

"OK."

Kujo Ditaro was relaxed and calm, and after drawing four cards calmly, he only had two cards left in his hand.

Kato Megumi began to feel guilty and shuffled the cards over and over again.

However, just three cards in your hand, even if you shuffle them a hundred times, will not mean much.

"Are you ready?"

Kujo Ditaro rubbed the cards and looked at the black-haired girl with a smile.

After a moment's thought, Kato Megumi put the cards on the table without warning.

"Come on."

"Ok?"

Kujo Ditaro was stunned and asked, "Are you sure you want me to smoke like this?"

"That's right!" Kato Hui curled the corners of her lips and said affirmatively, "You are very good at observing other people's eyes. I don't know the order of these three cards myself, so don't expect you to see anything from me."

But the problem is...

I have no intention of winning this time.

If you do this, I won't be able to make it work...

Kujo Ditaro hesitated to speak and silently picked up a card.

Looking at the muscular man who lost a pair of cards, sweat began to flow down Kato Megumi's face.

Kujo Ditaro only reacted after he threw all his cards.

If he hadn't lost his cards, he could still act, but now he can't.

Holding his only card, Kujo Ditaro hesitated for a moment and reminded, "Keiko, are you sure you don't want to look at your cards? You're nervous, aren't you?"

"It doesn't matter whether you look or not." Kato Megumi took the half bag of potato chips and started eating them pretending to be calm, but her little hands were shaking slightly.

Kujo Ditaro couldn't bear it, so... he drew a card!

Kato Megumi remained indifferent and mechanically stuffed potato chips into her mouth.

Kujo Ditaro shrugged and sighed, "What a pity."

"Hmm? Did you draw a joker card?"

Kato Megumi was stunned and quickly put down the potato chips. She took three tissues to wipe her fingers and she couldn't wait any longer.

Kujo Ditaro threw away his cards and added, "Too bad it's not the Demon King."

"..."

Kato Megumi lowered her head, reached out to turn over her cards, and what caught her eye was a funny clown.

At this moment, her imagination ran wild.

A female student who went to another place to attend college listened to her cousin's instigation and ended up getting deeply addicted to gambling.

Unable to repay the huge debt, the female student did this and that under the threat of her cousin and eventually ended up in ruin.

"Hui? Hui? Hui Hui?"

Kujo Ditaro waved, looked at the black-haired girl whose eyes had regained clarity, and asked, "What's wrong with you? You've been in a daze for a while."

Kato Hui raised her little face and said nervously: "Cousin, I don't have any money, but I will go to work. I will definitely pay you back the potato chips I owe you."

"Hmm..." Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and said with a wicked smile: "It's almost 200,000. You will have to work for a long time. I have a good idea. Do you want to listen to it?"

Kato Hui moved her position and shook her head, saying, "No, I will definitely work part-time to pay you back, not a penny less."

"Don't be afraid." Kujo Ditaro narrowed his eyes and smiled more exaggeratedly. "It's a very easy job, and the money comes quickly. You can easily earn 20."

I'm afraid it's a part-time job with a color? !

Kato Megumi suddenly stood up and retreated step by step towards the front.

Kujo Ditaro laughed and waved his hand, saying, "Okay, I was just kidding. Do you really think I would ask your cousin for those potato chips?"