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

In addition, Juukouma did not die indirectly at his hands.

Therefore, Kujo Ditaro can give full marks to this 20-day trip.

......

The returning ship was naturally the Kengan, the ship that came here.

The moment the world-class luxury cruise ship docked at the port of Tokyo Bay, it was surrounded by envious eyes.

Kujo Ditaro took the car sent by Souyuin Shion and headed to the airport.

Neon has a small land area, so taking the high-speed rail is much more cost-effective than flying.

However, the speed of airplanes is definitely not comparable to that of high-speed rail.

An hour later, the plane landed.

The muscular man carrying a suitcase was stopped when he passed through the security area.

"Sir, could you please open your suitcase?"

The staff in charge of security check smiled professionally.

The muscular man was wearing a mask, his arms were bandaged, and there was also a shadow of a bandage on his chest.

The man's strange attire is really intimidating and makes people think a lot.

Some passengers waiting for inspection who were standing behind the man began to hide silently.

The man didn't hesitate for too long and opened the password of the suitcase.

"hiss...."

The moment the suitcase was opened, the items revealed caused exclamations from those around.

The staff member carefully pointed at the golden belt and asked, "Sir, this is..."

"I went to a fighting tournament, and this is the championship belt."

"The championship belt...I think...it must be a very high-level competition."

Upon hearing this, the staff's voices trembled a little.

The muscular man nodded in agreement.

When they heard the words "championship belt", many jealous people around them suddenly woke up.

Such a luxurious championship belt is at least a world-class fighting competition.

If the champion of such a competition were to receive a punch, he would probably have to contact black coffin bearers on the spot.

Similarly, the staff also understood that they had stopped an extremely dangerous person who was difficult to deal with.

So, after pretending to check a few times, she zipped up the suitcase bit by bit.

"Eh..."

The staff member wanted to lift the suitcase, but as soon as he exerted force, he felt a pain in his waist and his expression suddenly became embarrassed.

The muscular man reached out, lifted the suitcase with one arm, and asked, "Are you okay? This belt is quite heavy, probably over thirty pounds."

More than 30 pounds? !

How much does a pound of gold cost? And which gems are real or fake?

Mom!

The staff member ignored the pain in his waist and forced himself to make way.

The muscular man carried the suitcase with one arm and left with ease.

After the man left, discussions continued to circulate in the inspection passage.

"Fuck, did I hear it wrong? Over thirty pounds? Over thirty pounds?!"

"You heard it right, I heard it too, but could it be fake? Like, maybe it's made of gold paint on the outside and some other metal on the inside?"

"Are you blind? The color of the gemstones on it is obvious that it is not fake. It can be inlaid with gemstones. Why is it still short of that little gold money?"

"Wow... not to mention the gems, how many cups of milk tea can that 30-plus-pound gold belt buy? At least a thousand, right?"

"Excuse me, everyone. My girlfriend is worldly-wise and has made you all laugh... Idiot, do you know how to count? It has to be at least two thousand cups."

"The young couple is so loving, they must work hard to make it to the end! Remember!"

Chapter 331: Secretary Hui? Foodie Hui? I'm fine with either!

Before going home, Kujo Ditaro went to the company first.

It has to be said that people change.

After more than half a month of training, Kato Megumi's low presence has improved slightly.

In addition, the girl's dressing style has become much more mature.

Kujo Ditaro noticed Kato Megumi at first sight, who was wearing a work suit and had a high ponytail.

"benefit."

"..."

Kato Megumi, who was organizing documents in the office, turned around subconsciously.

Looking at the tall man standing at the door, the girl opened her mouth slightly, her expression slightly surprised.

Kujo Ditaro walked into the office and walked quietly to Kato Megumi.

"I heard that you've been learning very quickly recently. Not bad."

"Cousin, no, President, you're back?"

Kato Megumi put down the document in her hand and greeted him stiffly.

Kujo Ditaro smiled slightly and nodded, "Well, it's better to call me President in the company, but in private, just be normal. Have you had lunch?"

"I want to finish organizing these materials before going out to eat..."

Kato Megumi's gaze fell on the man's arm, and there was a flash of worry in her eyes.

Kujo Ditaro saw what Kato Megumi was thinking and explained it lightly.

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury. Since you haven't eaten yet, come with me to eat."

"That cousin, speaking of food, I..."

Kato Megumi lowered her head, her face slightly red.

Kujo Ditaro was stunned and guessed, "What happened? Is it a relapse?"

"Eh...hmm." Kato Megumi pursed her lips, her eyes flickering slightly.

"It's okay, if it relapses, it relapses."

After a brief moment of surprise, Kujo Ditaro regained his composure.

Although it was a bit unexpected, no matter how much Kato Megumi eats, she couldn't eat him to death.

After all, he won nearly 2800 billion in gambling money and a share worth billion on this trip.

Thinking of his belongings, Kujo Ditaro smiled even more confidently.

"I mean what I say. Since you've had a relapse, I will protect your life. Don't worry."

"Of course I believe what my cousin says, but my cousin..."

After Kato Megumi glanced at the door, she moved closer to Kujo Ditaro and spoke in a low voice.

"Cousin, recently people have been asking me about your situation."

"What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything. They asked strange questions, such as what I usually do at home, such as what kind of training I do..."

"benefit."

Kujo Ditaro put his hands on the girl's shoulders and said, "You are a smart girl. I believe you won't make things difficult for me."

Kato Megumi tilted her head, her face slightly red.

"Well... I didn't say anything. After all, I've only been living with my cousin for a semester. But they kept asking you what kind of training you do, so I told them about the gym you used to go to. Is that okay?"

"Well, that's no problem."

After realizing his own extreme behavior, Kujo Ditaro raised his hand with a smile.

At the same time, Kato Megumi's cell phone suddenly rang.

Kato Megumi did not rush to answer the phone, but looked up and asked Kujo Ditaro.

"Boss, the lunch I ordered is here. How about making do with it?"

"Did you order a lot?"

"Not much, just three bento boxes."

"...Well, not much indeed."

After the delivery man left, the two started eating lunch.

Kujo Ditaro was originally quite skeptical about Kato Megumi's relapse.

But now, looking at the black-haired girl who had finished two lunch boxes and was still unsatisfied, he had no reason not to believe it.

"Hui, why don't you become a food blogger? You can eat wherever you go. Not only can you eat for free, but the restaurants will also pay you advertising fees."

"Ah? I'd rather not. I'm not used to this kind of job that puts me in the spotlight."

"What a pity, maybe you could become famous."

Kujo Ditaro didn't intend to let Kato Megumi be the anchor, it was just a joke.

However, Kato Megumi took it seriously and refused it seriously.

"Girls aren't supposed to eat that much. If I become a food blogger, wouldn't that just be a way of telling others I'm a foodie?"

"I don't really want you to do this. Just be my assistant. You don't have to be a bad eater."

Kujo Ditaro's casual talk caused Kato Megumi to fall silent for a while.

Coincidentally, during Kato Megumi's silence, her eyes were always on the lunch box.

Kujo Ditaro looked at the hungry girl and suddenly couldn't pick up his chopsticks.

So he asked his personal driver to go to the convenience store and buy some food.

The food the driver bought included three lunch boxes.

Kujo Ditaro put out three bento boxes and asked half-jokingly, "Can you finish them?"

At first, Kato Megumi was quite reserved and ate in small bites.

But as the three bento boxes were empty and the black-haired girl picked up a drink to moisten her throat, Kujo Ditaro fell into deep thought.

After an unknown amount of time, the driver came back.

Kujo Ditaro took the bag the driver put down and took out a force gauge from it.

"Mei, try it."

"Huh? Oh."

Kato Megumi took the handgrip and squeezed it back and forth a few times, looking quite relaxed.

Kujo Ditaro took back the gripper, adjusted the value to the highest, and then followed the same instructions.

Kato Megumi was struggling, but she was able to hold the 75kg grip tightly.

"Okay."

Kujo Ditaro put away his gripper and said, "You've become much stronger, but that's not a big problem. As for your appetite, that's also a problem...Okay, Kei, tell me the truth, how much of this bento can you eat in one meal?"

Kato Hui shook her head. "I haven't tried it, but after eating three servings, I was barely not hungry anymore."

"Are you barely hungry? Are you really that reluctant?"

Kujo Ditaro was amazed and speechless.