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

"Qingzi, I understand that you're not in a good state right now, but please don't give up on yourself, okay?"

Kujo Ditaro said as he stepped on the brakes hard.

After pulling Kamio Kiyoko out of the car, Kujo Ditaro pointed to the sea not far away.

"Since you live in this small town, I don't believe your father hasn't taken you to see the sea. Qingzi, think positively."

"But the facts are the facts...Deceiving yourself will not solve anything..."

Kamio Kiyoko lowered her eyes and didn't even look at the scenery in the distance.

Kujo Ditaro was not angry and remained patient.

"In this world, most people are in a half-dead state. They want to die but can't, and those who don't want to die are forced to die. But the world is like this. You can't change the world, so you have to learn to make your life easy. Qingzi, this is not deceiving yourself."

"When you bet on horses, don't you also believe that those horses with low odds of winning will have a chance to come back and win? If that's the case, why don't you think about your father coming back safely?"

"But the money lost by Ma can still be earned back..."

"So if you win money, will you return it?"

Kamio Kiyoko remained silent.

Kujo Ditaro cupped the girl's cheek and comforted her, "Look at the scenery in front of you, and think carefully about whether your father has done something that you originally thought was impossible but actually succeeded."

"...these are just some tricks to fool children...it only happens when I am ignorant...ah..."

Kiyoko Kamio covered her eyes with her hands, but tears still flowed uncontrollably.

Kujo Ditaro remembered something and took out the travel ticket given to him by Kasumigaoka Utaha from his wallet.

"Qingzi, this ticket is good for a two-day trip to the hot spring hotel. You and your family can go there to relax. Maybe when you come back, your uncle will be home too."

"Thank you...but I'm not in the mood to travel right now..."

Kujo Ditaro didn't force it and quietly put away his wallet.

Kamio Kiyoko took two steps forward and said without looking back: "If my dad comes back safely, let's go traveling, Di Taro."

"okay."

"When the time comes..."

Kamio Kiyoko pursed her lips slightly, and the sound, as soft as a mosquito's buzz, was blown away by the whistling sea breeze and became inaudible.

"What? Qingzi, what did you just say?"

Kujo Ditaro had excellent hearing, but at this moment, he couldn't hear clearly.

"nothing."

Kiyoko Kamio turned around and removed the hairstyle that was known as the most dangerous in the two-dimensional world.

The purple medium-length hair looks extremely soft and flowing under the sea breeze.

Moreover, with the sea as a backdrop, the girl's back is surprisingly beautiful.

Kujo Ditaro's eyes widened, and he could no longer suppress the desire to paint.

Chapter 239: Meeting in the warehouse, the Wu clan?

"What's this?"

After following Kujo Ditaro home, Kamio Kiyoko received a special gift.

Looking at the color pictures stored in the photo album on her mobile phone, Kamio Kiyoko's eyes became more and more crystal clear.

Kujo Ditaro sat on the computer chair, facing the purple-haired girl, and nodded. "Kiyoko, this is your back. I wrote down the scene at the beach just now for you, although it uses the style of the two-dimensional world."

"..."

After using two fingers to enlarge the details of the picture, Kamio Kiyoko's heart began to beat violently.

Looking at the moved expression of the purple-haired girl, Kujo Ditaro did not feel complacent, but said something earnestly.

"Qingzi, even though it's just a color picture, I still hope you can keep it well."

"It's the best gift ever, I will...yeah."

Kiyoko Kamio held the phone and nodded vigorously.

Kujo Ditaro followed the clues and tried to adjust the sad atmosphere.

"Actually, on the 10th of next month, there will be a book signing for my comics..."

"I know about this. I've already inquired about Di Taro's comics."

"Really? Then I won't waste any more time talking. I hope you can come."

Kamio Kiyoko seemed to have forgotten her sadness and agreed readily.

Kujo Ditaro felt that he had the rhythm under control, but at this moment, his cell phone rang.

Seeing that the caller was from an unfamiliar number, he cursed inwardly before pressing the answer button.

"Kujo Ditaro, I'm sorry for calling you so hastily."

"Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"

"Well, we recently entertained a distinguished guest. His last name is Kamio. Do you know him?"

Hearing this, Kujo Ditaro stood up silently and walked out of the room regardless of Kamio Kiyoko's surprise.

"What on earth do you want to do? Money?"

"Money? Well... you hit the nail on the head, but we have professional ethics. We have to protect our reputation as well as our money."

Kujo Ditaro frowned and had a lot of ideas in his mind.

"Really? So you won't reveal who your employer is? Even if I double your commission?"

"We're in business, so we can't be without credibility. It's in an abandoned warehouse thirty kilometers east of town. Remember, you can only come here alone, otherwise you'll have to bear the consequences."

"That's fine..."

Kujo Ditaro put down his phone and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"If you let me go alone, you guys better be mentally prepared..."

......

In an abandoned warehouse thirty kilometers east of the town.

"Hum hum..."

The man with a crew cut was leaning against the wall, humming a song with great interest.

Ten meters in front of him, there was a middle-aged man tied up with tortoise shell.

"You can kill me or chop me up if you want, but why do you have to humiliate me like this?"

"Uncle, this is art. Don't you think you are a lot more charming?"

"Fuck art! I'm in a pinch! Asshole!"

The crew-haired man whistled and said to himself, "I want to tie up a girl, but you're not up to the task."

"Asshole! Who sent you? Could it be that bastard Naono?"

"Who knows."

The man with a crew cut opened his eyes. Perhaps because he was wearing cosmetic contact lenses, the whites of his eyes were black.

With a creak, the old and rusty iron door was pushed open a little from the outside to the inside.

After Kujo Ditaro walked into the warehouse, he subconsciously looked around, obviously checking the situation.

"Hey, Kujo Ditaro, right?"

"..."

Kujo Ditaro withdrew his gaze and looked at the man with a crew cut who spoke.

"I came alone, and then what?"

"Then, what are you doing here? Oh, right..."

The man with a crew cut covered his chin, muttered to himself, and then the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

"Hey, does what you said before still count? Do you still want to know the employer's information?"

"Of course it counts."

"Sixty million, twice the price you mentioned."

The crew-haired man extended his hand and said with a grin, "Give me 60 million and I'll tell you my employer's information."

"Really?" Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth, and without any warning, he revealed a hideous smile that was not human-like.

"Since you're willing to reveal your employer's information, why should I waste my money? I can just beat you until you vomit it out."

"Oh? You're very confident, so why don't you give it a try?"

The man with a crew cut hooked his finger in a provocative manner.

Kujo Ditaro didn't say anything, but took a step forward.

At the same time, in a hidden area on the second floor of the warehouse.

Two men with black eyes and white skin were happily playing the game of tag.

"This guy Wu Xiaxian really loves to stir up trouble, damn it."

"Hey, it's the weekend anyway, and there's no school, right? I'll just go."

"Younger generations like us can only take small orders..."

"Hey, I won, give me money."

With a bang, a deafening noise came from downstairs.

The two men suddenly stood up and walked quickly to the guardrail to watch.

"this..."

The scene that came into view was beyond their imagination.

I saw my companions, who should have easily won the battle, being beaten inhumanely.

That’s right, it’s a beating!

"Yeah yeah yeah..."

Kujo Ditaro pinched the buzz-cut man's forehead, raised one arm into the air, and said sarcastically, "You asked me to try, but you don't seem to be able to withstand a beating."

"Oh my... I really shouldn't have underestimated the enemy. I didn't expect... I took the wrong order."

The man with a crew cut grinned, and his gums were covered with scarlet blood.

Even though he was beaten badly, he still refused to admit defeat, as if he had some backup plan.

Just as Kujo Ditaro was about to speak, he saw visible heat oozing from the skin of the crew-haired man.

The two people on the second floor looked at the scene below and started talking about it.

"I was actually forced to use my liberation technique. This person has only been in the room for less than a minute!"

"The damn employer concealed the information. I thought he was just an ordinary college student. Damn! But this is a good thing. Wu Xiaxian can free up 8%, so he should be able to turn the situation around."

"This is inevitable. You need to know the secret skills of our Wu clan...eh?"

As we all know, flags cannot be set up randomly.

Looking at the current state of the crew-haired man, Kujo Ditaro was surprised, but not shocked.

He had no chivalrous spirit at all and just threw the man to the ground without saying a word.

boom!

After the crew-haired man coughed up a mouthful of blood, the heat coming out of his body gradually disappeared.

"you..."

"I don't know what you're doing, but no one is going to wait for you to finish reading the bar."

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and smiled very ferociously.