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

"It's okay, they're just like usual."

"Really? Then tell them to keep their voices down."

After responding, Kujo Ditaro slowly walked up to Kitahara Iori.

Kitahara Iori raised his head, his eyes filled with sad tears.

Kujo Ditaro looked at Imamura Kohei and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Treat Iori."

Imamura Kohei seriously took out the green onion that was stuck in his waist.

Kujo Ditaro smiled suddenly and waved his hand, saying, "Okay, then you guys continue..."

"Uh-huh!"

In the end, Kitahara Iori was freed.

Thinking back to what just happened, Kitahara Iori still felt scared.

You know, if he hadn't fought desperately, Chastity would have been dominated by Scallion.

After learning the truth, Kohei Imamura did not feel that he owed Kitahara Iori at all.

After all, he had been treated like this when he had a fever.

"No."

Although the misunderstanding has been resolved, Kohei Imamura still failed to get back what he wanted.

Kujo Ditaro sat at the dining table, sipping liquor and eating sashimi.

Seeing Imamura Kohei being humiliated, Kitahara Iori raised the corners of his mouth and looked gloating.

"This sashimi tastes really good, just like those butter games."

"What the hell!"

"Don't be angry. You know what, the taste of this wine reminds me of that VR helmet."

"You want to die, don't you?!"

Kohei Imamura pinched Kitahara Iori's collar, and his beautiful face looked ferocious beyond recognition.

Kitahara Iori shook her hair in front of her forehead, and her smile became even more strained.

"Some people are alive, but they are already dead. The greatest pain in life is to be loved but not be able to get it. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk."

Kohei Imamura has a thorny eardrum and his eyes can almost spit fire.

Kitahara Iori knew the consequences of going too far, so he stopped at the right time.

"Don't glare at me like that. It was you who asked us to help you take your things in. Now you regret it and you blame us?"

Imamura Kohei lowered his arms and said helplessly, "I don't blame you, but even if it's just a little bit, just a little bit would be fine."

"What did you say?"

After Nanaka Furukawa brought a plate of fruit and placed it on the table, she looked at the three people in confusion.

Imamura Kohei waved his hands repeatedly and said perfunctorily, "It's okay, it's okay, Nanaka-sister, go and do your thing."

"Oh..." Nanaka Kotegawa smiled and turned away.

Kujo Ditaro picked up the fruit and took a bite.

"Kou Ping, it's not impossible to return the things to you, but..."

"But what?"

"When you find a girlfriend, I will return all your things to you."

"If you don't want to give it to me, just say so. Why humiliate me like this?!"

Kujo Ditaro shook his head and said meaningfully, "I didn't say that my girlfriend has to be a woman. You can be a VR idol, so... do you understand?"

"What are you doing?"

Kitahara Iori, who suddenly stood up, attracted the attention of Imamura Kohei.

Kitahara Iori didn't reply, but just looked at Kujo Ditaro with complicated eyes.

Imamura Kohei noticed something and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Kujo Ditaro raised the corners of his mouth and crossed his hands in front of him.

"As long as you find a girlfriend, I can give you everything you have, without missing a single thing, and return the jade intact."

"I have something else to do..."

Kitahara Iori had just taken a step when his shoulders suddenly felt heavy.

Imamura Kohei leaned his head close to the black-haired man's face and slowly glanced at him.

Kitahara Iori's Adam's apple rolled and sweat ran down his face.

"what?"

"Do me a favor."

"I'd rather die than be beaten!"

"A once-in-a-lifetime request!"

Kitahara Iori ignored Imamura Kohei's pulling and fled forward desperately.

Imamura Kohei gritted his teeth and hugged Kitahara Iori's back tightly.

The two men hugged each other tightly, and the atmosphere in the venue became increasingly tense.

Kujo Ditaro raised his phone, silently took a photo, and sent it to Hamaoka Azusa.

Chapter 363: Iori’s infiltration operation and despair after being exposed!

"Sister, what are these two doing again?"

Chisa Furukawa walked in from outside and went straight to the counter.

She glanced at the two men hugging each other and raised her eyebrows again and again.

Nanaka Furukawa shook her head: "I don't know."

"Forget it, sister, I'll go upstairs first."

Chisa Furukawa sighed softly, turned and walked up the stairs.

Kitahara Iori stretched his neck as hard as he could and shouted hysterically, "Chisa! Wait a minute!"

"What?" Chisa Furukawa stopped.

"Help...Help me! That Kouhei guy..."

"Oh? Then please keep your voice down."

After saying this, Furukawa left without any hesitation.

"Chisa...how could it be..."

Kitahara Iori knelt on the ground with tears in her eyes.

Imamura Kohei put his arm around the black-haired man's shoulder and whispered softly, "Just accept your fate, Iori. You're not destined to be with the opposite sex, so why don't you give me a hand?"

Kitahara Iori squinted his eyes coldly and said, "Get lost!"

"Then there's nothing we can do." Imamura Kohei sighed, his face becoming uglier.

The two of them kept arguing, and the atmosphere was tense and intense.

As the saying goes, hide your achievements and fame, and leave when the work is done.

The moment Kujo Ditaro walked out of the store, the sea breeze blowing towards him seemed particularly fresh.

.......

In the next few days, Kitahara Iori was in dire straits.

In the end, Kitahara Iori, who could no longer bear it, knelt in front of Kujo Ditaro.

"Digo! Please give me a way to live. If you continue like this, if you continue like this..."

By the time Kitahara Iori finished speaking, he was already sobbing.

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and said in a confused manner: "What are you doing? Iori, please talk nicely."

"Digo!!" Kitahara Iori yelled, then said in a hoarse voice, "Just return the things to Kouhei! Otherwise, sooner or later I will be... Please!"

"Hey, I'm helping him. He's not a kid anymore, he can't live without a girlfriend. As for why you've become like this, I don't know."

Kujo Ditaro sighed softly, but the corners of his mouth were curled up wildly.

Kitahara Iori raised his head, his lips trembling for a moment, and gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Di! If you are unkind, then don't blame me for being unkind."

"What do you mean by unkind? I don't understand what you are talking about."

Kujo Ditaro waved his hand and dismissed him, "Alright, get off. I need to rest."

Kitahara Iori bared his teeth and left angrily.

Kujo Ditaro glanced sideways at the man's back and smiled disdainfully.

As we all know, a desperate dog will do anything.

In order to get back Imamura Kohei's treasure, Kitahara Iori is ready to take risks.

On a recent weekend, Kitahara Iori first sent Kujo Ditaro away with a text message, and then called the key person in this mission.

Hanabata Yoshiko chewed a banana and asked Kitahara Iori incoherently.

"Iori, thank you for the banana. What do you want from me?"

"Sister Jiazi, this matter is a bit complicated, so I won't go into details. Di Taro asked me to go to his house to get something, but he didn't give me the key, so I wanted to ask you for help. Is that okay?"

"This."

Hanabata Yoshiko looked up, took a look at the house, and frowned.

"It's not easy to climb up. The material of this house is very slippery..."

Kitahara Iori asked bluntly, "How many bananas? Will 100 be enough?"

"It's not a question of whether it's banana or not. It's mainly because I like helping people."

After finishing the banana in her hand in a few bites, Hanabata Yoshiko climbed over the wall.

Then, relying on her inhuman jumping ability, she leaped to the second floor.

Kitahara Iori, who was below, clenched his fists excitedly after witnessing the scene.

"As expected, you are Sister Jiazi! This will finally work."

"Hey, Iori, is this important?"

"Ah? Of course."

"Oh, then I understand."

Hanabata Yoshiko raised her leg and kicked the window, breaking it into pieces.

The crisp sound of glass falling to the ground made Kitahara Iori, who was excited, feel a sudden tightness in his heart.

"No way? Sister Jiazi, why did you break the window?!"

"Didn't you say it was very important? So, desperate times call for desperate measures."

"this...."

Kitahara Iori was sweating profusely and gritted his teeth and said, "Sister Jiazi, you did a great job. Anyway, come down and open the door for me."

"Okay." Hanabata Yoshiko sneaked into the second floor, but did not come down to open the door.

Kitahara Iori paced back and forth anxiously.

"Why haven't you come down yet? Are you in trouble?"

"That shouldn't be the case. I've already sent Di Taro away. It should be safe in there."