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

"I'm asking you seriously, stop joking."

"I'm serious too."

"Alright, alright, I don't want any more local specialties. Where on earth did you go?"

Kitahara Iori covered his forehead with his hands, his black hair fluttering in the wind, looking a little helpless.

Before Kujo Ditaro came, he had already prepared a draft.

"I went to China. My parents live there, so they have local specialties there."

Kujo Ditaro didn't exaggerate too much, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.

As for the specialties of the Celestial Empire, he still has some in stock at home and can give them away as gifts.

In fact, except for the shameless Kitahara Iori, no one else is interested in the local specialties.

No one mentioned the local specialties, and Kitahara Iori was too embarrassed to ask for it, not to mention that he was only half joking.

Kujo Ditaro is sensible and knows that it would be unkind not to give local specialties after the topic was brought up.

To be honest, he was very happy to take the opportunity to get rid of those Chinese specialties.

After all, among the local specialties, there is a strange food called preserved egg...

After an unknown amount of time, the speedboat arrived at its destination.

The uninhabited island is densely covered with vegetation, and except for the coastal area, it is all green.

Everyone carried their things and walked onto the beach.

"Dear guests, the tent is already over there. Please set it up according to my method."

The staff at the tourist attraction pointed to the accommodation located nearby.

Everyone had no objection, and following the staff's demonstration, the two of them worked together to set up the tent.

Setting up the tent was not difficult at first, but the strong sea breeze made it more difficult.

"Fuck! What a strong wind! Gengping, stop lying there like a dead body! If you don't work, we won't be able to sleep tonight."

Kitahara Iori couldn't hold on to the tent fabric and was blown to the ground.

Kohei Imamura turned a deaf ear and was still immersed in the exciting atmosphere of meeting his idol.

Kitahara Iori couldn't bear it any longer, so he took advantage of the sea breeze and stepped on the blond man's stomach.

With a puff, Kohei Imamura straightened up.

"Sorry, sorry, the wind is really too strong."

Kitahara Iori pulled the tent and turned back to apologize.

Although he was apologizing, the corners of his mouth were curled up wildly.

Kohei Imamura endured the pain and climbed up with a forced smile.

"No...it's okay, it's all about the wind. Let me help you, Iori."

After a run-up, Kohei Imamura kicked the ball up, "Sorry, the wind is too strong!"

Kitahara Iori had already refuted it, jumped to the side in time, and then kicked it.

"Oh my god, the wind is so strong, I can't control myself!"

"You're... okay, it's all because of the wind."

Kohei Imamura threw a piece of sand into the upwind direction, then closed his eyes and turned his head.

Kitahara Iori reacted quickly and covered his eyes with his arms.

"My foot slipped!"

"You actually used sand?"

"What? That's the wind!"

As the two men continued to wrestle, the tent drifted further and further away.

Fortunately, the staff discovered the situation in time and quickly recovered the tent.

After all the tents were set up, everyone changed into cool swimsuits.

The look of Kujo Ditaro with bandages on is really eye-catching.

Not only the girls from Pab, but also the men like Kitahara Iori, were frequently looking at her sideways.

After buying parasols and some iced items, everyone sat down on the beach.

To be honest, Kujo Ditaro never thought until his death that he would meet an acquaintance other than Pab on this uninhabited island.

On the beach, a young girl in a swimsuit walked up to Kujo Ditaro with her head in her hands.

"Huh? What the hell, Yoshiko?"

Kujo Ditaro was basking in the sun when he suddenly felt a darkness in front of his eyes. After looking carefully, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Hanabata Yoshiko's lips curled up, "Di Taro, I didn't expect you to come to the uninhabited island as well. We are really destined to be together."

"Alas..." Kujo Ditaro sat up and sighed, "What a bad fate."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Hanabata Yoshiko slapped the man's shoulder and laughed wildly, "I came here with my parents. I was quite bored, but I didn't expect to meet friends. Let's play together."

"roll."

Kujo Ditaro cursed and lay down again.

Hanabata Yoshiko disagreed, tilted her head and looked twice, her expression suddenly froze.

"Wow! A frozen banana! Can I have one?"

"Uh...."

Looking at the girl squatting in front of her with her hands spread out and her head tilted, Chisa Furukawa realized the seriousness of the problem.

This girl doesn't look very smart.

Chapter 334: The Broken Pillar of Heaven, Ah!!

"for you."

Chisa Furukawa looked at Ditaro Kujo, thought of their previous conversation, and gave him a banana.

Hanabata Yoshiko smiled gratefully, said thank you, and started eating the banana with a exaggerated expression.

The corner of Furukawa Chisa's eye twitched, and she thought to herself, this person...it's better not to have any contact with him.

At the same time, Kitahara Iori came over.

"Isn't this Sister Jiazi? Why are you here too?"

"Oh..." Hanabata Yoshiko swallowed the banana in her mouth and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

"What...? Okay, let's get reacquainted."

Kitahara Iori thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "My name is Kitahara Iori, Sister Kako."

"I'm going to play volleyball, you guys chat." Chisa Furukawa stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment, benefactor."

Chisa Furukawa froze, and looking back at Hanabata Yoshiko who was holding her wrist, she asked with a forced smile, "What's wrong? A banana is nothing, no need to call me benefactor, I have something else to do..."

"Okay, benefactor, let's play together."

“No…ah.”

Chisa Furukawa didn't have time to react and was dragged away.

In a hurry, she quickly winked at Kitahara Iori.

Kitahara Iori didn't take it seriously, the corners of his mouth gradually rising, "Go ahead, have fun."

"you...."

"Let's play sandman. Come on, lie down first."

Chisa Furukawa had no choice but to lie on the beach.

Hanabata Yoshiko moved quickly and in a few seconds she had created a human model on Chisa Furukawa's body.

Chisa Furutegawa showed her head and let out a long sigh.

"Um, your name is Yoshiko, right?"

"Yeah, Chisa."

"You're quite... Hey! What are you doing?! Stop piling on my chest."

Chisa Furukawa's exclamation attracted the attention of the people around her.

Kitahara Iori watched from afar, his face becoming increasingly sinister and ugly.

Nanaka Furutegawa, who was walking from behind, couldn't help but laugh when she saw her sister's miserable condition.

"Who is this, Iori, your friend?"

"Her name is Kako, she was a high school classmate of Di Taro, and I know her."

"She's having a lot of fun playing with Chisa. What an outgoing girl."

Kitahara Iori smiled and didn't respond.

Nanaka Furukawa put her hands in front of her mouth and shouted, "Chisa, have fun, we're going fishing."

"Hey! Sister! Help me! Help me get out of here!"

Chisa Furukawa looked at the two bulging earth pillars on her chest, her whole face flushed red, not sure whether she was angry or embarrassed.

Hanabata Yoshiko had no idea that she was the culprit, and said happily, "Chisa, your breasts are bigger, are you happy?"

Thank you so much!

Chisa Furukawa gnashed her teeth and pleaded in a gentle voice, "Come on, Yoshiko, I have something else to do. Can you help me get the dirt off?"

"This is not okay."

Hanabata Yoshiko had just said one sentence when a puzzled voice came from the side.

"Qiansha, what are you doing? And who is this person?"

"Hey? Sakura, help me get rid of the dirt."

After taking a look at the current situation, Busujima Sakurako shook her head and said, "I'm too lazy to do it. Besides, sand baths are very moisturizing to the skin. Can you help me with this hairstyle, little sister?"

When Hanabata Yoshiko heard that someone came to her door on their own initiative, she immediately agreed.

So, next to Chisa Furukawa, there appeared a native with the same appearance.

Although they have the same shape, the biggest difference is that one has breasts and the other does not.

Busujima Sakurako felt good, but her voice sounded a little tired.

"Thank you, sister. This sunshine is so comfortable."

"You are welcome."

Hanabata Yoshiko tilted her head and smiled, her expression somewhat natural.

Busujima Sakurako nodded back, then closed her eyes and enjoyed it.

Chisa Furukawa glanced sideways, and her originally delicate little face instantly became defined by distinct lines.

"Bujima! Sakurako! You down there! You down there!"

"What's going on? What the...? What are you doing?! Take it off!"

Busujima Sakurako opened her eyes in dissatisfaction and looked down instinctively.

I saw that between the two legs that should have been flat, there was a huge thing sticking out high.

Even though Busujima Sakurako is very thick-skinned, she can't stand this situation.

"Get rid of it for me! Otherwise, I will make you pay. I'm telling you the truth, get rid of it for me..."

"I beg you, this is too mean! Please!"