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

I don’t know how much time passed before a familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Editor-in-Chief Minano, the president wants to see you."

"breast..."

Editor-in-Chief Minano stopped the harsh words that were about to come out of his mouth, jumped off the chair lightly, and walked to the door while talking.

"The president won't object to your request. The contract template will be sent to your email in advance. As for the rest, just give Yinsha your feedback, and she will pass it on to me."

"Okay, Chief Editor Minano."

Kujo Ditaro stood up to say goodbye.

After Editor-in-Chief Minano left, Editor Otosa walked into the meeting room.

"Congratulations, Mr. Kujo, I think everything is settled, right?"

"All that's left is to sign the contract."

"That's good." Editor Yinsha touched his face and breathed a sigh of relief. "Although I know there won't be any problems, I'm still worried about Mr. Kujo."

"Thank you for your trouble." Kujo Ditaro unbuttoned his jacket, and his pectoral muscles under the white T-shirt looked even more muscular.

Editor Yinsha blushed, and after hastily looking away, she said with a wry smile, "It's quite hot... hot, Mr. Kujo."

"After all, it's almost summer vacation, so it's normal for the weather to be hot."

After Kujo Ditaro took off his coat, he subconsciously wanted to take off his T-shirt. Fortunately, his reason suppressed his instinct in time, but he was still a step too slow.

What was he trying to do just now?

Could it be...

Oh my god! This is a conference room!

Editor Yinsha took two steps back and said with a forced smile, "Teacher Kujo, I have something else to do. Now..."

"Editor Yinsha, wait a moment, I have something to ask you."

Kujo Ditaro pushed his chair aside and walked towards the blonde woman standing in front of the door.

The world is in decline!

I've heard of editors threatening female authors, but how could an author dare to threaten an editor!

Don't come over here!

Editor Yinsha put his hands behind his back and looked up. "Do you have anything else to say? Mr. Kujo, please tell me now."

Although Kujo Ditaro didn't know what the woman in front of him was thinking, he was still able to maintain basic social distance.

After stopping not too far away, he gestured and explained, "Look, apart from the three sets for the raffle, I want to design the rest of the deluxe edition peripheral clothing separately. For example, you can design one for me with the protagonist holding a kitten."

"That's it? Ah... no problem." Editor Yinsha smiled sheepishly and said affirmatively, "Isn't Mr. Kujo a cartoonist? If you have any good designs, you can draw them yourself. It's Mr. Kujo's own money anyway, so the company won't say anything."

"I know this, so I'm telling you in advance that you can also design your own peripherals for your deluxe edition."

Kujo Ditaro's words caused editor Onosa to be stunned.

After an unknown amount of time, Editor Yinsha smiled with gratitude.

"You're so kind! Kujo-sensei, I'll just leave my portion the same as the others!"

"Alright, there's still some time until the book signing. If you want to change your mind, you'd better do it sooner rather than later."

Kujo Ditaro said, took out his phone and checked the time, then reminded: "Editor Yinsha, it's getting late, you should go and do your work. I have classes in the afternoon, so I'll be leaving first."

"Uh...well, have a nice trip!"

Editor Yinsha opened the door, hesitated for a long time, and then suddenly bowed and apologized.

Kujo Ditaro mistakenly thought it was a farewell, so he smiled and waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be so exaggerated.

Editor Yinsha didn't dare to tell the truth. He laughed and ran away.

.....

Kujo Ditaro doesn't have many good friends, but he still prepared sixteen first-release deluxe editions.

In order to achieve true commemorative value, he decided to design sixteen unique peripheral products himself.

As the saying goes, if there aren't enough characters, animals will make up the difference.

Kujo Ditaro spent an entire night drawing sixteen exquisite drawings.

In addition to the kitten at the beginning, he also incorporated puppies, foxes, dolphins, pandas, killer whales...

In short, none of the animals in the sixteen drawings are repeated.

Due to the combination of various painting techniques, the expressiveness of the sixteen drawings is similar, but not the same.

Some of them make people feel funny, while others make people feel beautiful, as if these paintings are not all from the hands of one person.

"That's pretty good."

Kujo Ditaro looked at his masterpiece and smiled with satisfaction.

Although I haven't decided who to give it to yet, one thing is certain: whoever receives this gift will be very happy.

Kujo Ditaro is not a kind-hearted person, so for something this thoughtful of him, he would naturally give it to his closest friends.

After a rough estimate, the number of people he got was far beyond his expectations.

In Grand Blue alone, there are nine available personnel.

Including a few scattered people, the total number is very close to sixteen.

Kujo Ditaro also wanted to keep one copy for himself, so he could only give out fifteen copies to give away.

"That's about enough. At worst, some people might just give me a special edition."

Kujo Ditaro pinched his chin and after thinking for a long time, he gave up the idea of increasing the number of deluxe editions.

After all, everything in the world is valuable because of its rarity.

If there are too many deluxe versions, the value will be greatly reduced.

In addition, there is another less important reason, which is that Kujo Ditaro doesn't want to draw the blueprints anymore.

......

Saturday morning.

After coming out of the magazine company, Kujo Ditaro felt relaxed all over.

The main reason for this is that he has finished all his work.

Both the deluxe edition and the animation have been discussed and the contract has been signed.

Kujo Ditaro returned to the car happily, swinging his car keys, and habitually took out his cell phone.

beep!

Kujo Ditaro answered the phone and said with a smile, "Captain Inugane, why are you so excited to call me?"

"President Kujo, what are you talking about? We are partners with each other."

"Yes, yes, Captain Inugami. I'm sorry to trouble you for your help with the last matter. I'll transfer the money to you later."

"You're too polite, President Kujo. I'm not here to discuss money with you this time. My people have been killed. Kamio is missing and his life or death is unknown."

Hearing this, Kujo Ditaro's smile gradually disappeared...

Chapter 238: If my father can return safely, we will...

After driving to the Inugami Group's headquarters, Kujo Ditaro went straight to Team Leader Inugami.

There were many men in black standing in the huge office. They looked at Kujo Ditaro at the door with some surprise.

"Go find someone first."

"Yes! President."

After sending his men away, Team Leader Inugami pointed his pipe at the sofa opposite.

Kujo Ditaro understood what he meant and walked to the sofa and sat down.

"You came pretty quickly."

"Captain Inugane, how did Uncle Kamio disappear?"

"Those who work in the mafia will always encounter this or that kind of trouble. They might be persecuted by their enemies, or they might be captured by a rival mafia."

Team leader Inugami smoked his pipe with a gloomy expression.

"Team Leader Inugane." Kujo Ditaro said bluntly, without appearing surprised. "Then how should we handle this? You should have experience in this area."

"We've already sent people out to look for him, and have also notified informants in other gangs. I hope he's okay."

After Team Leader Inugami exhaled a puff of smoke, the corners of his mouth curled up strangely, "Don't make me find out who did it, humph!"

"Captain Inugane, if you have any leads, please let me know. This is the money I borrowed from you, as well as the 120 million in foreign debt I promised you. I've deposited it here for you."

Kujo Ditaro took out the check he had prepared in advance and stood up and handed it over politely.

Team leader Inugami stood up and took it without putting on airs.

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

Team leader Inugami noticed something was going on and asked, "President Kujo, do you have any other difficulties?"

Kujo Ditaro nodded, "Uncle Kamio is missing. Does his family know? What about their safety?"

"Those who are involved in gangs are afraid of bringing trouble to their families, so it is an unwritten rule that gangs should not involve their families in their problems."

Team leader Inugami sat back on the sofa and added, "But this might not be done by the Yakuza, so I've already sent someone to secretly protect his family."

"That's good."

Kujo Ditaro breathed a sigh of relief, but was not completely reassured.

Before leaving, he thought of something and asked a follow-up question.

"Does his family know about Uncle Kamio's disappearance?"

"Gangs are also legal. If my employee goes missing, I should call the police."

"So, his family knows about it? Then I won't bother the team leader anymore."

After watching Kujo Ditaro leave, Team Leader Inugami picked up the check, took a look at it, and muttered to himself, "What has this kid been doing lately? He gave out 170 million without even blinking an eye..."

......

The first thing Kujo Ditaro did when he returned to the town was to look for Kamio Kiyoko.

Ever since she found out that her father was still involved in the mafia, Kamio Kiyoko has been thinking about all kinds of bad scenarios.

But now, the illusion has become reality.

"..."

Kiyoko Kamio sat in the passenger seat with her head lowered.

Kujo Ditaro glanced sideways and felt bad when he saw the little loli who had lost her former spirit.

After the two were silent for a long time, Kamio Kiyoko was the first to break the quiet atmosphere.

The voice was not only a little hoarse, but also gave people a lifeless feeling.

"My dad...will never come back..."

Kujo Ditaro had thought of many words of comfort, but at this moment, he couldn't say a single word.

Suddenly, the atmosphere fell into oppressive silence again.

"call..."

Kamio Kiyoko took a deep breath, covered her eyes and forehead with her hands, and whispered, "Di Taro, let's separate for a while. I feel that my emotions may be out of control in the next period of time. I'm sorry."

Kujo Ditaro gripped the steering wheel tightly, and even though he was at a loss, he still lied.

"Qingzi, this matter has not yet..."

Kamio Kiyoko didn't listen to the explanation, but just said one sentence calmly.

"No one in the gang will have a good ending if they go missing. Di Taro, thank you for your comfort."