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

The handsome man tried to explain, but he was surrounded by people who wanted to sabotage him.

"He's talking nonsense. We weren't even filming a video, and they even threw a drink can at me! Woohoo..."

The choked female voice coming from the back attracted everyone's attention.

Seeing the beautiful woman crying, these male creatures immediately became eager to take action.

The handsome man strained his face, racked his brains, and then forced a smile, saying, "Actually...actually, we were filming a sudden incident. You know, afterward, as the villain, I'll be carried in a coffin by black men. Pretty vivid, isn't it?"

"A prank show? Black people carrying coffins? Fine, we'll make one for you too."

Before the handsome man could react, he heard a familiar background music.

"Hey? What are you doing? Stop lifting me! And stop playing the background music!"

Looking at the handsome man being carried away by the crowd, Kujo Ditaro wanted to join in and watch, but his cell phone suddenly vibrated, so he got in the car to answer the call.

"Hello."

"Kujo Ditaro?"

"Ah you are?"

"My name is Zouyuan Shion, Zouyuan Akemi's sister and the chairman of the Zouyuan Group."

Kujo Ditaro rolled up the car window and asked cautiously, "I wonder what Chairman Zou Ryuin wants to talk to me about?"

"Let's get straight to the point. You're quite talented. Do you want to try boxing?"

"Boxing?"

"Yes, I'm sure you know about the Kengankai. The man you defeated, Okubo Naoya, is a fighter from the Kengankai. He's quite formidable. So why not go fight in a boxing match? The rewards are high, and it's much easier than drawing comics."

"Boxing is much more lucrative than drawing comics." Kujo Ditaro knocked on the steering wheel and said abruptly, "But... I refuse!"

"reject?"

In the huge and luxurious office, Zouyuan Shion was answering the phone while smoking a cigarette.

"Are you trying to be polite but still willing?"

"Chairman, I'm just an ordinary person and I don't want to mess up my life."

"Really? That's a shame, since you're so talented. But you still have to fight for it. If you ever change your mind, remember to tell me. I can give you the chance to become a billionaire."

With a beep, the phone was hung up.

Kujo Ditaro looked at his phone and shook his head in amazement.

"Why do these rich people talk like bullshit? They're completely irresponsible. Billionaires? Oh, I have to get up early for class tomorrow. I'm going back to sleep."

Kujo Ditaro didn't take the promise he just made seriously.

After all, what rich people are best at is writing blank checks.

In order to encourage his subordinates to work hard to create value, he can say anything without changing his expression.

Kujo Ditaro put his cell phone in his pocket, stepped on the accelerator, and the car turned around and drove away.

After watching the car drive away, Busujima Sakurako limped up the stairs.

"..."

At this moment, the long-haired girl in the corner of the first floor of the apartment was spinning around in shock.

"What the hell is going on! Isn't that Qingzi's boyfriend? Why would he send a girl back?"

"That girl was limping, limping... limping..."

"It's over! Qingzi has been cheated on! He really has been crowned king! What should I do? Should I just tell Qingzi?"

The long-haired girl swallowed and took out her cell phone with trembling shoulders.

The moment the phone call was connected, she held her breath.

"Hey, Kanako, what do you want from me so late?"

Kamio Kiyoko, who was sitting in the living room chatting with her family, casually said, "Kanako? Why aren't you talking? Is the signal bad?"

"Qingzi, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear?"

"What do you mean? You're being so mysterious. Let me tell you the good news first."

"Your birthday is coming soon, I'm going to give you a nice gift."

"Eh? What about the bad news?"

Iida Kanako took a deep breath and whispered, "The bad news is, I have to give you a green hat before your birthday."

Chapter 199: Signing a peace agreement? The calm before the storm?

Kiyoko Kamio thought it was a joke, so she didn't take it too seriously.

But in a moment, she thought of something and her expression became a little stiff.

"I'm going to a quiet place first."

Kiyoko Kamio covered her phone and left quickly.

The three people in the living room looked at each other, all of them somewhat confused.

Kamiosuke was very eager to get into trouble, so he followed silently.

Through the wall, Kamiosuke could hear the conversation inside quite clearly.

"What? Impossible... He can't possibly cheat... What? Are you sure?"

"Could there be some misunderstanding? Maybe she's his cousin or something?"

"Limping? This Di Taro! Who is he looking down on?!"

This gnashing tone...seems familiar!

The more Kamiosuke listened, the more frightened he became, and his past painful experiences came to his mind.

His sister is a violent person by nature.

Even though it looks harmless, it is actually very cruel.

From childhood to adulthood, he was beaten by his younger sister no less than a hundred times.

His parents never cared about this and even thought it was a normal childhood phenomenon.

At first, he was very unhappy and felt that his parents were biased.

But as time went on, he gradually understood something.

That is...he is the only normal person in this family!

That’s right, a mother who has won a black belt in karate, a father who has been involved in gangs, and a sister who has been naughty since childhood are a real family.

And he really doesn't fit in.

So, he is the only normal person in this family.

To be honest, he was worried sick about this twisted family.

And now, his sister was actually sent back? And he was emitting a thousand green lights?

Kamiosuke bit his nails, his face becoming more and more ferocious.

After a moment of thought, he took firm steps towards the living room!

......

Kujo Ditaro didn't know that he was in danger.

After a comfortable night's sleep, he went to class as usual.

Compared to her usual cheerful appearance, Kitahara Iori now looked very decadent in the eyes of Kujo Ditaro.

"What's wrong? Iori, has the funeral been moved up?"

"roll!"

"Don't be like this, we are close friends. I will pay for you to hire a professional team out of my own pocket."

"If you can give me the money to hire a professional team, we can be true friends."

Kujo Ditaro didn't answer. He turned to look at Imamura Kohei and said, "Kohei, it seems like you're treating us to lunch today. Iori is a dead man, so there's no need to waste food on him."

Imamura Kohei didn't ask for details, but nodded and said, "Really? That's great."

"Don't even think about it." Kitahara Iori supported his chin with one hand and sighed, "My parents don't plan to give me living expenses anymore. What do you think I should do?"

"Oh? What does that have to do with us?"

Imamura Kohei spread his hands with a slightly cruel attitude.

Kitahara Iori burst into tears and played the emotional card.

"Aren't we close friends? I'm having a hard time right now, shouldn't you show some appreciation?"

"Best friend? Not now."

"You're so superficial! You beast!"

Kitahara Iori wiped away his tears and whispered, "If you help me, I'll take you to my hot spring hotel this summer. How about that?"

"It's so hot, what's fun in a hot spring hotel..."

Imamura Kohei waved his hands, showing no enthusiasm at all.

"My hotel is very famous, and voice actors sometimes come there..."

Before Kitahara Iori could finish his words, his shoulders were hugged.

Imamura Kohei had a pleasant expression, a stack of banknotes in his hand, and said sincerely, "It's only natural to help a friend in need. By the way, I remember you have a sister, right?"

"Uh..." Kitahara Iori's eyes rolled and he began to whisper devilishly.

"I have a younger sister who listens to me very much. She just graduated from junior high school today. Kohei, I think you're a good person."

"Yes...Is that so."

There was a clear flicker in Imamura Kohei's eyes, and he couldn't help but take out another stack of money from his pocket.

Kitahara Iori still had a conscience and promised: "I'll pay you back when I have money."

"What are you talking about? What's our relationship..."

Before Imamura Kohei could finish his words, the stack of banknotes in his hand disappeared.

"You're quite rich, Kohei. Then you can buy bananas." Kujo Ditaro counted the banknotes, with the corners of his mouth rising wildly.

"You bastard!" Kohei Imamura was unwilling to give up, but his strength was limited and he couldn't get his money back.

Kujo Ditaro held up the banknotes and grinned, "You thought you were done with me last time? It's almost thirty thousand dollars, and you still owe Kako seventy thousand. Do you understand?"

"You bastard, you must be planning to pocket the money yourself! I want a clear bill!"

"I will give every penny of this money to Jiazi. I guarantee it with my character."

"Your character is...complete."

Imamura Kohei curled his lips, but didn't dare to finish his words.

Kujo Ditaro put away the banknotes and emphasized, "If you don't believe me, give me the remaining 70,000 and I'll take you to find Yoshiko right away. How about that?"

"Tsk, I don't have a cent left, not even money for lunch."

Imamura Kohei frowned and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.

Kujo Ditaro chuckled and was too lazy to ruin the show.

"Di Taro, this is not right."

The sudden sound caught the attention of the two people.

Kitahara Iori extended his hand and said earnestly, "Our relationship has become distorted. We are obviously good friends, obviously good comrades, so why are we like this?"

"Conspiracies, fighting, and killing, this is not the friendship I want!"

Kitahara Iori closed her eyes and tilted her head, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.

Imamura Kohei opened his mouth slightly, and his clenched fists gradually loosened.