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

Kujo Ditaro was in extremely poor condition, so he did not press on with his victory and just covered himself with the quilt and went to sleep.

Kamio Kiyoko stood by the table, touched her lower back quietly, and suddenly a strange look appeared on her face.

She shook her head vigorously, her restless emotions calmed down, and she pulled over a chair and sat down.

Kiyoko Kamio remembered something, picked up the phone on the table, and pressed the screen to light it up.

She had no intention of peeking into anyone's privacy, so she put her phone down.

beep!

Kamio Kiyoko had just been playing games for a while when the phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

She glanced at the caller ID on the screen and saw that it was an unfamiliar number with no notes, so she answered the call.

"Hello, is this Mr. Kujo Ditaro?"

"Hello, if you want to sell me a product, I don't need it."

Kamio Kiyoko answered distractedly while playing a game.

The woman on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time after hearing that it was a female voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a salesperson. Is this Mr. Kujo Ditaro's number?"

"Not a salesperson? This is his phone. What do you want to talk to him about? I can pass on the message."

"Well, I'm the editor-in-chief of the manga under Mr. Kujo's name. My last name is Nesaga."

Upon hearing this, Kamio Kiyoko immediately paused the game and focused on answering the phone.

"Editor? Hello, Editor Nesa. Di Taro has gone to bed. Is there anything you want me to tell him?"

"Well, let me briefly explain. His work has received very good feedback on our company's website..."

"Okay, okay, thank you for your help. I'll tell him when he wakes up!"

After expressing her gratitude, Kamio Kiyoko hung up the phone.

The purple-haired girl held her phone and looked at the sleeping man on the bed in disbelief.

"My dear old Swan, Di Taro's comics are so good that they can even be published in magazines. Will they be published as single volumes in the future, and then adapted into novels, animations, and games?"

"It shouldn't be that exaggerated. It's great to be able to publish a single volume."

While Kamio Kiyoko felt happy, she also felt a little lonely.

Yes, she felt the gap.

Although both of them are college students, she not only has no strong points, but also has a lot of problems.

In contrast, the boy in front of me has almost no shortcomings. Even though he is a little too tall, this can still improve the genes of his offspring.

So, if she continues at this pace, she will gradually lose the pace of Kujo Ditaro and then be crowned king?

Kamio Kiyoko suddenly stood up, and the lines on her cute little face became more and more distinct, like a Greek statue.

Even though she kept denying it in her heart, after putting herself in his shoes, she felt more and more that she would be crowned king.

After all, a girl like her who likes to bet on horses is a typical spendthrift woman!

Kamio Kiyoko waved her hand and began to hypnotize herself.

"No, as long as there is true love, everything is not a problem."

"That's right, as long as there is true love, nothing is difficult..."

"Hmmm...Hmm you old swan!"

Kamio Kiyoko held her head in her hands, looked at the sleeping man with complicated eyes, and then walked forward silently.

Staring at the sleeping man below, she pursed her lips and thought about something silently.

......

"..."

Kujo Ditaro, sensing something, opened his sleepy eyes.

What came into view was the condescending face of a young girl.

As we all know, girls are three degrees uglier when viewed from below.

Kujo Ditaro rubbed his eyes and said sleepily, "What's wrong? Kiyoko, I'm very sleepy."

Kamio Kiyoko pursed her lips and whispered, "Di Taro, will you put a hat on me?"

"......" Kujo Ditaro was shocked and was unable to respond.

Kamio Kiyoko sat on the edge of the bed and said to herself, "Di Taro, I know I have a lot of problems, so I don't expect anything. Anyway, if the time comes, please don't blame me and sit down and have a good talk, okay?"

"what?"

"You just woke up and haven't reacted yet? I'm not cursing us. Anyway, let me put it this way, if you think I'm not okay, you can talk to me. I'm not an unreasonable person, but you have to put a hat on me, you know."

After saying this, Kamio Kiyoko turned around and smiled beautifully.

Kujo Ditaro rubbed his eyes and said vaguely: "Ah, I know, Kiyoko..."

"I'm glad you know. By the way, your comics editor just called and said they want your comic to be published in this week's magazine. You have to go to their company tomorrow for a meeting to discuss the details."

Kamio Kiyoko stood up and walked to the table to get her cell phone.

Kujo Ditaro reached out to take it, but did not rush to unlock the curtain.

"Qingzi, I'm actually quite sleepy."

"Well, I'll be leaving soon. Please make a note of that phone number. It's the one you edited."

"I'll make a note of it. By the way, Qingzi, do you know what your father does?"

Kamio Kiyoko was stunned and whispered, "I'm not sure either. He seems to be transporting materials, but I've seen him with some strange people several times. I suspect they are his friends from his gang days. You can't tell my mom about this, or my dad will get beaten up."

"I'm not that petty." Kujo Ditaro took Kamio Kiyoko's wrist and said gently, "Kiyoko, it's so late, stay for dinner."

Chapter 192: Di Taro’s autograph session?

After hearing what Kamio Kiyoko said, Kujo Ditaro felt filled with guilt.

So, he wanted to invite the girl to stay for dinner, and then have a long chat with her.

But surprisingly, Kamio Kiyoko... refused.

"No, I still have some things to do, and you're still very sleepy, so go back to sleep."

"That's it..."

Kujo Ditaro loosened his grip and nodded in understanding.

Kiyoko Kamio didn't waste any time and just opened the door and left.

Staring blankly ahead, Kujo Ditaro was silent for a long time, then suddenly picked up his cell phone.

The screen just lit up, and what came into view were three unread emails.

Although the email has not been opened yet, the line of text that can be viewed is full of a strange atmosphere.

[Kitahara Iori: Di Taro, we won’t tell anyone about that (sunglasses)]

[Imamura Kohei: Di Taro, we won't mention a single word about your first love in high school (sunglasses)]

[Targeted Poverty Alleviation: Di Taro, you're killing me! It's quite hot, and I've been wearing a turtleneck all day.]

“…”

Kujo Ditaro felt dizzy and a murderous aura rose to his forehead.

You know, even he would have wild thoughts after seeing such a text message, let alone Kamio Kiyoko who was unaware of the situation.

Kujo Ditaro clenched his phone, his expression becoming increasingly ferocious and distorted.

"These two beasts! They played so cruelly, no wonder Qingzi said those words to me."

"It's a bit wrong. She could have confronted me with these text messages and asked why I didn't do it."

"Are you deliberately not telling me to give me a chance to change?"

Kujo Ditaro talked to himself for a long time, and had a vague guess in his mind that was close to the truth.

That is, after Kamio Kiyoko found the text message, although she was very angry, she still compromised for the sake of their relationship.

Perhaps because she was getting angrier the more she thought about it, the girl didn't completely swallow her anger, but instead gave a warning indirectly.

Thinking of this, Kujo Ditaro felt even more guilty, and even had many strange thoughts...

But in fact, he was thinking wrongly.

Although Kiyoko Kamio discovered the text message, she did not take it too seriously.

After all, she knew Kitahara Iori's character.

In order to ruin a couple's good fortune, people will go to any lengths and cost to do so.

Therefore, she did not give any random thoughts to the three text messages that came one after another.

Some even believed that the email titled "Targeted Poverty Alleviation" was a spoof account specially prepared by Kitahara Iori.

All in all, things are getting weird.

Kamio Kiyoko didn't know that her rush home to catch the big meal would be mistaken by Kujo Ditaro as a kind warning.

Kujo Ditaro had no idea that his firm guess was completely off track.

Anyway, the relationship between the two has become subtle, and there may even be a qualitative change that affects the overall situation.

......

After skipping a day of class, Kujo Ditaro simply found an excuse and asked for another day off.

After driving to the county and finding the office building where the magazine was located, he met the editor in charge of his comics.

Looking at the woman in a suit with an extremely tight ponytail, Kujo Ditaro politely extended his hand and greeted her, "Hello, Editor Otosa, I'm Kujo Ditaro, the author of JOJO."

"You're here quite early, Mr. Kujo. Luckily, I prepared the contract yesterday."

The woman in the suit had a good attitude and didn't have the airs of an editor at all.

Kujo Ditaro sat on the chair and was about to say something when he saw the woman in formal attire in front of him smiling inexplicably.

"What's wrong? Editor Yinsha?"

"It's nothing, I just thought of happy things."

"Okay, can we get down to business now?"

The woman in formal attire nodded, opened the drawer, and handed out a thick contract.

Kujo Ditaro took the contract and read it carefully.

After a while, he raised several points of concern.

The woman in formal attire was very professional and answered all the questions in detail.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble the editor Yinsha."

After signing, Kujo Ditaro handed the contract back with a smile.

The woman in formal attire smiled with satisfaction and praised, "Kujo-kun, your work has received very good feedback on our website. If nothing unexpected happens, it's a high-quality manga with great potential for adaptation."

As we all know, flattery never wears out, no matter how many holes there are.

After hearing this, Kujo Ditaro subconsciously waved his hand.

"Editor Yinsha, thank you for the compliment. You know, there are a lot of people scolding me in the comic comment section of the website."

"This is a very normal phenomenon. After all, everyone has different perspectives. There will be readers who like you, and there will naturally be those who are dissatisfied with you. But for this kind of thing, just relax and be okay. If you really have any difficulties, you can talk to me. This is our editor's obligation."

"Thank you, editor, but I'm not that sensitive. I never care about those who scold me."

"That's perfect, Kujo-kun. We'll have a book signing event in the middle of next month, and we expect to have five spots available. I'm planning on letting you try. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Kujo Ditaro was a little surprised.

But on second thought, he felt relieved.

According to the system, after completing thirty consecutive updates, he will receive a large amount of resources from the magazine.