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

In order to approach Kujo Ditaro without being abrupt, Hanako spread some information about Kujo Ditaro in the club.

As expected, most of her fellow club members wanted to hook up with rich people.

Hence, this fellowship took place.

In fact, Hanako also wants to impress Kujo Ditaro.

But she knew that rich men were not short of women, but they lacked sincere feelings.

Therefore, she had to behave herself and pretend to be simple and well-behaved.

Only in this way can she stand out from the ranks of materialistic women.

However, the reality is cruel.

Kujo Ditaro knows countless people and can tell at a glance that Hanako is not a good person!

The reason I agreed to the social gathering was simply because I had nothing to do and wanted to come and have some fun.

The reception is still going on.

Perhaps worried that asking Kujo Ditaro too many questions would cause resentment, the topic turned to Imamura Kohei.

Kohei Imamura is not good at socializing, and his performance is very forced when facing these eloquent stranger girls.

Although Kohei Imamura is very handsome, the cartoon pattern on his clothes really lowers his appearance.

Therefore, many girls' eyes fell on Kitahara Iori.

I don’t know if it’s because his Ren and Du meridians have been opened up, but there’s a profound aura between the lines of Kitahara Iori’s writing.

"Kitahara-san, where are you from?"

"I'm from Kyushu."

"Kyushu is quite far from here. How did you come up with the idea of applying to Izu University?"

"Ah... well, when I was in high school, I went to an all-boys school. I was quite surprised to be able to get into Izu University. Although it's a bit far, Izu is not bad. In fact, the main reason is that as long as I go to university, I won't have to go back to inherit my family's hot spring hotel. Even now, my family is threatening me that if I don't study hard, I will have to go back to study business management immediately. It's a headache..."

Kitahara Iori scratched his head, looking helpless.

Kujo Ditaro glanced at him with a strange expression.

Hot spring hotel?

Some girls looked at Kitahara Iori with eagerness instead of contempt.

"That must have been hard work, Kitahara-kun."

"Hahaha....there's nothing I can do but study hard."

"Oh no! My phone crashed again! It's so annoying! I even need to withdraw the message!"

At this moment, a girl was waving her cell phone with an anxious look on her face.

Imamura Kohei, who was stimulated by something unknown, suddenly waved his hand despite his social phobia.

"Can you show me? There are computers in the club, right?"

"Ah? Yes, we need a computer to play music for our dance, so we have a laptop."

The girl took out a notebook and handed it to Kohei Imamura along with her cell phone.

Kohei Imamura took out the data cable from his pocket, connected the two electronic devices, and started typing quickly on the keyboard.

As we all know, men who are focused are the most attractive.

Imamura Kohei's handsome face and dazzling typing speed are truly eye-catching.

Soon, Kohei Imamura completed the repair of the mobile phone.

"okay."

"Ah? Thank you."

The girl took the phone and thanked him with a smile.

After closing the notebook, Kohei Imamura added casually.

"You're welcome. It's been a while since I've done this, so I'm a little slow, but there should still be enough time for you to retract the message."

"......"

Kitahara Iori looked at Imamura Kohei with his eyes wide open.

The corners of Imamura Kohei's mouth curled up slightly, as if saying, "It's the same to you."

For some reason, Kujo Ditaro felt a little regretful.

He felt that he had led the two of them onto a path of no return.

The outstanding performance of Pab and his two companions made the girls in the dance club feel a little itchy.

They kept finding topics to talk about, and their intentions became more and more obvious.

"Kujo-kun, since you don't know what your girlfriend looks like, then...what can she do?"

"Kitahara-kun, can we come over to your house next time? The hot spring hotel is really suitable for this weather."

"Imamura-kun, you're so good with computers, can you write code? I mean, the kind of programmer you are?"

As we all know, university is a microcosm of society.

There are all kinds of girls here, among which gold diggers are the most common.

In order to satisfy their material desires, they may even sell their bodies.

Then when she gets tired of playing, she will find an honest man to marry.

Since these gold-diggers are very good at acting, most boys cannot tell the difference and will basically be fooled by them, and end up with the hat on their backs.

But unfortunately, none of the people in Pab are ordinary people.

In the realm of normal people, they are all perverts.

As a pervert, his thinking naturally cannot be constrained by common sense.

"A capable person isn't necessarily excellent, and can also be cheap, don't you think?"

"Come to my house? Of course you can. If you come with more people, I'll give you a discount."

"I can write code, but stupid people with lots of money die early, but that has nothing to do with me."

The girls in the dance club, who were used to being pursued by men, were a little stunned by this barbed response.

"Okay, that's all for today's party."

After Kujo Ditaro stood up, Kitahara Iori and Imamura Kohei also stood up.

The three men left without caring about the girls' requests to stay.

"what the hell."

"What the hell are they? They actually left before us girls. Are you kidding me?"

"Tsk, running a crappy hotel, no sense of grandeur at all, you deserve to be single."

"Waste of time, I'm going to see my boyfriend, bye."

Unlike these nagging club members, Hanako left quietly.

She caught up with the three people who were walking away and apologized while pretending to be out of breath.

"I'm sorry, did our words make you unhappy? If so..."

"how could be."

Kujo Ditaro turned around, looked at Hanako, and said with a smile: "We are just busy, you misunderstood."

"Is that so? That's good. I thought we were the ones who made you unhappy."

Hanako wiped the sweat from her forehead, and the lipstick commonly known as the man-killing color looked even brighter.

However....

Kitahara Iori was yawning and didn't pay attention to Hanako.

Kohei Imamura lowered his head to read a book, isolating himself from everything around him.

Kujo Ditaro hummed and turned around casually.

Hanako's expression was a little stiff.

Am I so unattractive?

These three guys didn't even look at me?

impossible!

Hanako suppressed the distracting thoughts in her mind and continued, "You left the social gathering for something important, right?"

"Yeah, we're looking for a bitch."

"Bichi?"

"Yes, it's probably in the women's restroom. Can you go in and help us check it out?"

Hanako was a little confused, but she agreed gently.

Just like that, the beautiful Hanako, upon entering the ladies' room, turned around and saw herself in the mirror...

Chapter 350: Are all Saga idols in a mental hospital?

After leaving school, the three went their separate ways.

Kujo Ditaro returned home and turned on the TV, where a strange news was playing.

It was reported that when an idol group was performing, a bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky and struck next to one of the idols.

Although there were no casualties, the idol was frightened to the point of losing consciousness and was admitted to the hospital.

Afterwards, the TV station urgently broadcast another news item.

It is said that a passenger plane flying to a foreign country suddenly lost communication and is now missing. The Japanese government has coordinated with neighboring countries to conduct search and rescue operations.

“It’s been an eventful year.”

Kujo Ditaro turned off the TV, sighed, and slowly went upstairs.

......

Time flies, and a week has passed in the blink of an eye.

During these seven days, Kujo Ditaro frequently went back and forth to the publishing house to discuss trivial matters before the release of the "JOJO" animation.

Because of the sufficient funding, the animation company that took over has already produced the first episode of the "JOJO" animation.

As the author, Kujo Toitaro can naturally watch it first.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as the animation company develops steadily according to the level of producing the first episode, the animated version of "JOJO" will most likely be hailed as a masterpiece by netizens.

Of course, it’s hard to please everyone.

Kujo Toitaro does not expect to satisfy the appetites of all readers, as long as the book does not open high and close low.

That day, as usual, Kujo Ditaro was on his way home.

Because of a car accident, the Prado that Kujo Ditaro used to travel to and from school has been sold.

So in the near future, Kujo Ditaro will be walking to school.

When Kujo Ditaro passed by the scene of the accident, he couldn't help but stop.

Staring at the clean ground, he seemed to be lost in thought, with images flashing through his mind.

creak.

The middle-aged man who pushed the door open opened his eyes wide as he looked at the scene in front of him.

"Mr. Kujo, why are you here?"

"I'm just passing by. How's your daughter doing lately? Is she feeling better?"

While Kujo Ditaro was speaking, the middle-aged man had already walked outside the guardrail.

The two faced each other and began to talk.