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

"Huh? What did you call me just now?"

"You beast, you attacked a middle school student. If you're not a beast, what are you?"

The three people standing at the middle school gate aroused the vigilance of the school police.

You know, there are endless news reports about middle school students being harmed.

As the school's security officer, he has the responsibility to eliminate all potential dangers.

"What are you doing? If you have nothing to do, you won't be staying here."

"Uncle, we are not bad people, don't be too nervous."

"I didn't say you were bad people, did I?"

Kitahara Iori, who was caught in the conversation, smiled awkwardly.

Kujo Ditaro pulled the two of them and signaled them to leave first.

The school police frowned as they watched the three people gradually walk away and gather under the street light.

"It seems that we are under suspicion."

"After all, these are the flowers of our motherland, so they must be protected better."

"What a pity, I wanted to go in and take a look."

Kohei Imamura looked at the situation inside the school through the guardrail, his face full of anticipation.

Kitahara Iori twitched his lips and said disdainfully, "Scumbag Ping, put away your perverted look. We are here to help you correct your mistakes. School is over now. Ask your online friend to come over and explain things clearly. This will be better for everyone."

"Alas, I didn't mean that. She and I were just communicating simply. Why don't you believe me?"

Imamura Kohei looked helpless.

In fact, apart from discussing 2D topics, there was no other interaction between him and this netizen.

Although he had some unrealistic fantasies, his unrealistic thoughts instantly expanded after he learned that the other party was a junior high school student.

Yes, he was excited.

Of course, his excitement did not come from sex, but from his preference for young girls.

If possible, he would like to convince this netizen to call him...Onii-chan.

"Your true nature has long been exposed, scumbag Ping. If I'm not mistaken, after you found out that the other person was a junior high school student, you imagined the scene where the other person called you Onii-chan, right?"

"Wha... I don't know what you're talking about."

Kohei Imamura took out his cell phone and asked about the netizen he had never met before.

During this time, Kujo Ditaro asked Kitahara Iori to run errands and buy some drinks.

The two drank water and chatted.

"Di Taro, do you think there will be cases of transvestite? After all, there are many such examples on the Internet."

"It's hard to say, but if that's the case, Kouhei will probably have a psychological trauma."

"It would be nice if this perverted little sister-con girl suffered a little."

Kitahara Iori screwed the cap of the drink and asked Imamura Kohei.

"How's the situation? Scum Ping."

"Don't call me scumbag, she said let us go in first."

"Go in? How?"

Imamura Kohei glanced at the school guard at the door and whispered, "She said there's a hole to the west that you can crawl into."

"Can't she come out?"

Kujo Ditaro frowned and asked in confusion, "Why do you have to go in?"

"I don't know, maybe she has some unspeakable secrets. Anyway, since she's here, it doesn't matter if she spends a little time here."

Imamura Kohei took the lead and walked towards the west after saying this.

Kitahara Iori glanced back and said calmly, "That school policeman has been keeping an eye on us. I feel like if we all go past, he'll follow us. Let's split up."

"Then let's separate."

Kujo Ditaro said as he walked in another direction.

Kitahara Iori didn't waste any time and quickly caught up with Imamura Kohei.

Under the eyes of the school police, Kujo Ditaro stopped.

"Hello, this is what I mean. I am..."

......

Compared to Kujo Ditaro's ease and comfort, the two people who sneaked into the school through the dog hole looked a little embarrassed.

"Di Taro, how did you get in?"

"As for me, I climbed over the wall to get in."

"Turn over? You are not a human being. You can even turn over like this."

The three people gathered outside the teaching building didn't know that someone was watching them at this moment.

hum!

Imamura Kohei picked up his phone and said in surprise, "Let's go in. She said she has long silver hair. Really, she's playing this kind of guessing game, hehehe..."

"Hey, you little bastard, don't forget how old he is and how old you are. Speak clearly and don't force us to kill our relatives for the sake of justice."

Kitahara Iori's words are radical, but every word he says makes sense and cannot be refuted.

Imamura Kohei did not argue and rushed into the teaching building excitedly.

The two followed closely behind, looking like they were just enjoying the show.

Except for some universities, students have to change their shoes before entering any teaching buildings in Japan.

Kujo Ditaro didn't want to take off his shoes, so he simply didn't go up.

Perhaps because he lacked confidence, Kohei Imamura began to persuade him with kind words.

"Di Taro, we've come this far. How can you let all your efforts go to waste just because of a simple matter of taking off your shoes?"

"Yeah, maybe there's some melon to eat. You'll regret it then."

Kitahara Iori's words resonated with Kujo Ditaro.

So, he didn't bother, took off his shoes and followed.

As we all know, girls like to be romantic.

Although they are only a few floors apart, Kohei Imamura's netizens are still keeping the situation in suspense.

First, the clue of long silver-white hair was given, and now the information about the floor where the class is located is given.

Although it may seem a bit suspenseful, it has to be said that this trick is indeed very effective.

The three of them had no objection and immediately went to the fourth floor.

Because they didn't know the exact location of the class, they could only check wherever they went.

When they passed by the third classroom, the movement inside caught their attention.

"It really made me laugh to death. Thinking of that guy's innocent eyes, my stomach hurts."

"I need to add some new ideas to her table this time, and put glue on the seat."

"How come her textbook was found again? This time I threw it into the trash can in the toilet. Let's see what she will do."

"That long hair, like an old man's, is really disgusting."

Chapter 273: The three of us have always been talented at this kind of thing!

Where there are people, there is conflict.

This is true in society and also in schools.

Although middle school students are young, it is no exaggeration to say that even kindergarten children will engage in party disputes.

For example, children from wealthy families will be excluded by children from ordinary families.

Children who are particularly ugly will be bullied by children with average looks.

Even children who are not tall enough will be ridiculed and laughed at.

In short, as long as you can't go with the flow, you will be treated unfairly and discriminatory.

And this is school violence.

When it comes to school violence, Kujo Ditaro has a lot to say.

You know, during his high school years, he received the highest level of isolation treatment.

Not only did the students isolate him, but even the teachers didn't like him.

Although he almost became the public enemy of the whole school, fortunately he was strong and no one dared to use despicable means on him.

Even some bad students who value the use of force above all else admire him and claim that if he were not the school bully, they would not be involved in society.

Even though he has not suffered actual persecution, Kujo Ditaro still has zero tolerance for school violence.

"Let's go in and have a look."

"It's time for us to rescue the students who have gone astray."

"Last time, it was still Busujima, right?"

Kitahara Iori rubbed his neck and walked happily to the back door.

Imamura Kohei opened the main door of the classroom and shouted at the first person: "What are you doing!"

The few people who were already guilty of their crimes were so frightened that they stopped thinking on the spot.

Without giving anyone time to react, Kujo Ditaro took out his cell phone, took a few random photos, and then the corners of his mouth curled up strangely.

"Very interesting, kids! If this photo gets out, it will surely be even more interesting, right?"

"Who...who are you? We are just graffiti, you..."

The short-haired girl in the lead argued incoherently, "We're just graffiti, right? What's it to you if we graffiti?"

"Graffiti? It's okay if you don't want to admit it. If this photo is posted online, I'm sure many people will appreciate your graffiti. Maybe you can even become a genius in abstract art."

Kujo Ditaro raised his phone and said nonchalantly, "You guys probably like being famous, right? Want to try it?"

"You...you are breaking the law and will be punished by the police..."

The girl with short hair was scared to death, but as the backbone of the small group, she had to refute it.

"Ah, ah, ah." Kujo Ditaro walked up to the girls and said with his head down, "To be honest, I rarely see middle school students who dare to call 110. You have cell phones, right? You can call the police right now, please."

"Big brother...what on earth do you want to do...we don't even know each other..."

"There's no need to bully us like this..."

"If there is any offense, we can apologize..."

Kujo Ditaro shook his head and continued, "Why? You don't dare to fight? Then I'll fight for you."

"You fight for us...?"

"It's our duty to help the younger generation. When the police arrive, I hope you can honestly tell me why you're wasting your talents here. Oh, if they take you away, the whole school will know about your artistic talents. Then you'll be famous all over the school, little sisters."

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and raised his cell phone with a smile.

The short-haired girl's face turned pale, and she said tearfully, "No...no! We were wrong! Don't call the police! Please...please!"

"Eh? How could it be wrong? You guys did a great job! The graffiti is so good, and the glue is so good too. Oh my god, look at this neatly folded book. You guys are really clever and skillful. So, you should debut soon."

As soon as Kujo Ditaro finished speaking, he saw the women in front of him burst into tears.

"I'm sorry... We know we were wrong, please forgive us."

"We won't dare to do it again, we really won't dare to do it again."

"What's the point of crying? If crying could solve problems, the world would have been at peace long ago."