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

"I always feel that your eyes are a bit obscene, is it heitai?"

"Why do you say that, Senior? You look at people through yellow glasses, so all you see is yellow. You need to reflect on yourself."

After saying this, Kujo Ditaro sat directly in the driver's seat.

Kasumigaoka Utaha curled her lips, muttered something, then opened the door and got into the car.

......

When Kujo Ditaro was driving to the swimwear store, he picked up Busujima Sakurako on the way.

Even though Busujima Sakurako's personality has improved, her essence hasn't changed much.

Looking at Kasumigaoka Utaha, whose appearance was slightly better than hers, she felt a little depressed.

You know, since joining the diving club, she has met several beautiful women.

As the saying goes, like repels like.

Busujima Sakurako considers herself a beauty, but under the halo of this group of beauties, she suddenly becomes mediocre.

The huge sense of gap aroused her competitive spirit.

So, she had a verbal confrontation with Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Who is Kasumigaoka Utaha?

The campus beauty of Izu University, whose aura and connotation far surpass those of ordinary women.

Facing this provocateur, she raised her dark eyebrows and her little mouth seemed to be smeared with honey.

Although Busujima Sakurako has a sharp tongue, compared to the mountain in front of her, she really regrets that she has not learned the skills well enough!

The confrontation between the two women came to a brief lull as the car stopped.

"We're here, let's go downstairs and buy a swimsuit."

"Di Taro, why did you go down there too?"

After Kujo Ditaro got out of the car, Kitahara Iori immediately lowered the window.

"Di Taro, you're not going to see something enviable, are you?"

"I don't have swimming trunks, so let's go in and buy some."

"Well, I don't have a swimsuit..."

Kitahara Iori wanted to see the beautiful scenery, but was persecuted.

Kujo Ditaro took out the key, raised the car window with one click, and cruelly locked the car door.

"What the hell!"

Kitahara Iori was pressed against the glass, her cheeks squeezed to the point of being deformed.

Kujo Ditaro shook his head and said solemnly, "A swimwear shop is too shocking for perverts like you. To eliminate crime, we must start at the source. For a gentleman like me, it doesn't matter."

"You high-sounding bastard! Let me out! Aaaaaah!"

No matter how Kitahara Iori shouted, Kujo Ditaro remained unmoved.

"Junior brother, you are really shameless."

Kasumigaoka Utaha hugged her arms and tapped her shoulders rhythmically with her fingers.

Busujima Sakurako nodded in agreement, "In some ways, you're much scarier than heitai."

"Are you kidding me? Do you think I'm here to see you guys?"

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and said in a boastful manner: "I have no interest in people like you."

"..."

The two women's faces twitched, and there was a faint red light flashing in their eyes.

Kujo Ditaro strode straight into the swimwear store.

The salesperson in charge of reception looked at the muscular man in front of him with a somewhat stiff expression.

"Hello sir, are you looking for a swimsuit?"

"I'm just looking around. Is that the men's section?"

"Uh yeah."

Kujo Ditaro walked to the men's section and pretended to look at swimming trunks.

The salesperson breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, will this guy shout "Ura" and fight a bear?

......

There are many customers in the swimwear store, but most of them are girls.

The few boys who had the desire but not the courage to do it hid outside and didn't come in.

Kujo Ditaro originally came here to buy swimming trunks, so he had no intention of leaving in fear.

Even though he received strange looks from all around, his dignity as a consumer was still superior.

Perhaps because he couldn't bear to watch it anymore, the salesperson came to Kujo Ditaro and kindly mentioned it.

"Guest, do you need me to introduce you to something? I think it would be perfect for you."

"Really."

Kujo Ditaro picked up the swimming trunks and asked questions casually.

The salesperson answered all the questions patiently and showed very high professionalism.

Kujo Ditaro nodded, "Okay, let's do this."

"Good customer."

Kujo Ditaro wanted to follow the salesperson out, but the door in the changing room not far away suddenly opened a little.

With his extraordinary eyesight, he could clearly see an indescribable shade of tender white.

"Junior, come here for a moment."

"Ok?"

Kujo Ditaro shook his head without hesitation and said, "I refuse."

"I'll ask you to help me zip it up."

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"That's a pity."

The curtains slowly closed, and the vague spring light completely disappeared.

Kujo Ditaro pinched his chin, his expression becoming increasingly gloomy as he thought.

The salesman's eye twitched, and he forced a smile and said, "Sir, is she your girlfriend?"

"Why do you think so?"

Kujo Ditaro leaned over and whispered, "Don't we look like a good match?"

Why does this person always give me problems?!

The salesman's expression changed subtly.

Chapter 228: An accident at the door of the swimwear store, the arrival of Juukishima?

As the saying goes, when things go wrong, there must be a monster.

Kujo Ditaro was certain that Kasumigaoka Utaha's purpose in looking for him was not pure.

In addition, he was not eager for the figure under the swimsuit, after all, he was used to it.

However, thanks to his extraordinary hearing, he heard a strange sound.

"Hiss... My hair got caught, damn..."

"Wrap it up first."

After saying this, Kujo Ditaro walked straight to the changing room.

Noticing someone outside, Kasumigaoka Utaha subconsciously asked, "Who?"

"You asked me to come over and help you zip up your pants, and I thought about it and realized I couldn't refuse your kindness."

Kujo Ditaro put his hand on the edge of the curtain and spoke in a deliberately obscene tone.

Kasumigaoka Utaha originally wanted to refuse, but after changing her mind, she actually agreed.

"Sure, my hair is stuck in the zipper, can you help me fix it?"

"OK."

When Kujo Ditaro walked into the locker room, what came into his sight was a scene that made his blood boil.

I saw Kasumigaoka Utaha wearing a backless white swimsuit, with her hair lifted up with both hands, and her armpits had a unique roundness.

"You're not interested, huh?"

"Senior, sexual interest and interest are two different things."

"..."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu pursed her lips and said calmly, "I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. Help me get my hair out first."

"Why did you choose this kind of swimsuit? It looks so much like swimsuit. It doesn't suit your style."

"It looks like a diving suit, so I tried it on, but the zipper is useless and totally unnecessary. Don't touch it! Heitai!"

Upon hearing this, Kujo Ditaro not only did not restrain himself, but instead stretched out his finger and poked him.

"You..." Kasumigaoka Utaha turned her head, her snow-white face full of shame and anger.

Kujo Ditaro took the initiative and said bluntly, "You asked me for help, and you're still talking so much. What about my question?"

"Okay..." Kasumigaoka Utaha took a deep breath and said earnestly, "Then please help me get my hair out, and please don't touch my back, please."

"Okay, senior."

Kujo Ditaro did what he said and solved the problem in no time without touching the girl's back at all.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was a little surprised, but didn't express it.

"Okay, this swimsuit won't do. Try something else."

After leaving his comments, Kujo Ditaro left immediately.

.....

"Di Taro! Open the door!"

As soon as Kujo Ditaro returned to the car, he saw the black-haired man inside, venting his emotions with gritted teeth.

"Do you know how hot it is in here? I'm suffocating, Kouhei is almost dying!"

"You can't handle it after just a few minutes? You guys are usually not this squeamish."

"If you have the guts, come in and try. Doesn't it hurt your back to talk while standing?"

Kujo Ditaro opened the car door and let the two people inside out.

As Kitahara Iori gasped for breath, his face became more and more ferocious.

"You went in to enjoy the beautiful scenery by yourself and left us in the car bored. What kind of human thing are you doing?"

"After all, I just didn't let you in. Now that you have the chance, you can go in as you please."

"How can we go in without a girl accompanying us? You already have a girlfriend, why don't you think about us? Don't you think so, Kohei?"

Kitahara Iori was furious and turned around to ask, but received no reply.

Kujo Ditaro glanced sideways and asked in surprise, "Kohei? Kohei, what's wrong with you?"

"I..." Imamura Kohei held his forehead and said vaguely: "It's okay... My head hurts a little..."

"Do you have a fever or a cold?"

Kitahara Iori walked up to the blond man and put his hand on his forehead.