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

"You guys are back. I just have something to do, so I have to leave first."

"Huh? Leaving now? Okay."

Nayuta didn't make any unreasonable attempts to persuade her to stay, but nodded with regret.

.......

Kujo Ditaro drove back to the city.

Instead of going home, he went directly to the Inugami Group's company.

Team leader Inugami had been waiting for a long time, and there was a bag of information on the table.

"Oh, Kujo brother, you're here."

"What? You're calling me in such a hurry?"

"It's like this. Someone jointly reported my Inugami Group."

"what?"

Kujo Ditaro had just picked up the information bag on the table, but when he heard this unexpected situation, he couldn't help but tremble his arm.

Team leader Inugami took several puffs from his pipe and said slowly, "Well, this time the police will be investigating my Inugami Team, and it's expected to last for half a month."

"Judging from your tone, the situation isn't too serious, is it?" Kujo Ditaro thought of something and smiled.

"Having been in this business for so long, I don't think you'd be brought down by something as trivial as this, right?"

"I won't fall, but there will still be trouble. I won't be able to handle what you asked me to do in the near future."

"That's okay, I'll figure it out on my own."

"Well, take this information back first. It contains the addresses and basic information of the people..."

Kujo Ditaro took out the information from the file bag, glanced at it for a moment, and nodded slightly.

Team Leader Inugane tapped the table with his pipe and asked, "Brother Kujo, I heard you've been working in the media industry lately, right?"

"Media? For now, it's just related industries like libraries." Kujo Ditaro said, closing the information bag.

"A library? What made you want to start one? Aren't idol stars the most popular these days? That's the only way to make money."

"It doesn't matter whether there's money or not, I just do it casually."

Team leader Inugami was taken aback, his ears suddenly itching.

dong dong.

The door opened and several middle-aged men in suits strode in.

"Boss, are the cops causing trouble again?"

"What the hell, do you think I'm a piece of shit? You want to get our people in there again?"

Looking at the murderous people, Kujo Ditaro didn't stay long and said goodbye and left.

.......

Since the Inugami Group is under investigation by the police and they have no time to deal with those PUA men, Kujo Ditaro can only solve the problem by himself.

Although I don't want to pay attention to these dregs, quantitative changes will always lead to qualitative changes.

Facing these hundreds of PUA men, Kujo Ditaro still has to put in some effort.

Of course, this does not affect Kujo Ditaro's studies.

As the last semester is about to end, Kujo Ditaro will have to prepare for the daunting final level test.

To be honest, a diploma is a very important thing for many people.

Even though Kujo Ditaro's current level is very high, he wants to graduate naturally rather than taking shortcuts through special channels.

This is the self-cultivation that a student should have.

Kujo Ditaro was attending a lecture in the classroom when Kitahara Iori, who was sitting next to him, suddenly elbowed his neighbor.

"Di Taro, do you want to go drink after class?"

"casual."

"Then it's settled, Di Taro. I vaguely heard that someone from outside the school has been asking about you recently."

"Oh? Asking about my situation? I think I understand something."

The corners of Kitahara Iori's mouth rose strangely.

"I guess those guys have already started to act. Can we resume our previous part-time jobs?"

Kujo Ditaro was stunned and remembered something.

His face gradually became fierce.

"That's right, you guys didn't do it before, so now you can restart it."

"Right? Those damned office slaves should be punished accordingly, and it's normal for us to collect labor fees from them."

Kitahara Iori's smile became more and more unbridled, and he looked like a monster.

Without any warning, Kujo Ditaro shook his head.

"Those people have already been fooled once. I'm afraid your little plan won't be so easy to pull off."

"Tsk, as long as you don't let your mind slip, there are always more solutions than problems. Digo, money is really tight lately."

Kitahara Iori gave a bitter smile and sighed, "Brother Di, you don't know, after I signed up for the driving school recently, I dare not drink milk, for fear that I will have no food to eat."

"Is this true?" Kujo Ditaro looked at the black-haired man, his expression becoming increasingly exaggerated. "If it's true, I'm starting to laugh."

"Digo, how can you build your happiness on my pain? This is wrong. Our friendship will gradually drift apart until we become strangers..."

Kitahara Iori's lips trembled, his eyes were haggard, and his tone had a hint of sadness.

However, in the blink of an eye, he changed his mind.

"But if Brother Di can help me solve this urgent problem, I'll just ignore what I said before."

"You talk like a fart, just a lot of nonsense."

"Digo! You can't do this? Aren't we best friends?"

Kitahara Iori bared his teeth, his ugly face looking extremely sad.

At this moment, Kohei Imamura, who was reading a comic nearby, rushed over after hearing the news, carrying a huge rock that was about to fall into the well.

"Beiyuan, you lent me 20,000 yuan last time, so why haven't you done anything? I'm not going to bother you about the helmet thing. Are you being too pushy?"

"Uh...."

Kitahara Iori thought for a moment and said sadly, "Kohei..."

"roll!"

"not me..."

"Get out! Shut up! Pay me back!"

Imamura Kohei's dominance makes him seem very sophisticated.

Kitahara Iori secretly felt sorry for it, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Kohei, you misunderstood."

"What misunderstanding? Damn it, isn't it enough that you cheated me out of a helmet? Do you think I'm an ATM?!"

"Kohei, you don't know that I treat you as my dearest friend, brother, and sibling."

"Oh? Dear friends and family?"

Imamura Kohei smiled and his expression softened a little.

Kitahara Iori thought there was an opportunity and immediately fanned the flames to escalate the friendship between them.

"Yes, Kohei, I have always considered you my best friends. Yes, I do owe you money, and I want to pay you back, but I... well!"

Before the black-haired man could finish his words, his cheek was pinched.

The corners of Kohei Imamura's mouth turned up, and his handsome face looked hideous and horrible.

"You have money to apply for your driver's license, but you don't have money to give me? You really are my good brother! And do you think I'll fall for the same trick five, six, seven, eight, nine times?!"

Chapter 380: See Xia Bi attack the lie detector again!

"What? That many times?"

Kitahara Iori was stunned and gave an ambiguous answer.

Imamura Kohei raised his eyebrows and his face instantly became ferocious.

"What the hell do you have the nerve to say?!"

"Uh..."

Kitahara Iori looked sideways at the ground, his voice soft but full of sincerity.

"I'm wrong. I lied to you so many times. But if I could do it again, I would never do it again... You didn't expect me to say that, did you? Yeah, yeah."

As Kohei Imamura looked at the black-haired man with his mouth curled up wildly, his expression became increasingly gloomy.

Kitahara Iori's true colors were revealed, and she suddenly pushed away the blond man in front of her.

He straightened his collar and his unhurried demeanor revealed the air of a deadbeat.

Yes, this era is so distorted.

A person who owes money is a grandson when he borrows money, but once he borrows the money, he immediately becomes a father.

Kitahara Iori's expression fell, and his ordinary facial features gradually wrinkled into a ball.

"Tsk tsk, I don't have any money right now. Even if you shake me upside down, I still can't come up with a few hundred yen. Don't worry, I will definitely pay you back when I have money."

"When you borrowed money from me, you almost gave me chrysanthemums, and now you're asking me to do this?"

Imamura Kohei was furious. He grabbed the black-haired man's neck with both hands and exerted force with uncontrollable anger.

Kitahara Iori repeatedly slapped the arms that were pinching his neck, but there was no significant effect.

In desperation, he took out a ten thousand yuan bill from his pocket.

Imamura Kohei was stunned and did not take the money.

"Oh my god, Kitahara can actually come up with 10,000 yuan? My youth is over!"

"Ahem...get lost. I'm not as poor as you think."

After escaping from the clutches of the devil, Kitahara Iori couldn't help but breathe heavily.

Imamura Kohei suddenly snatched the ten thousand yuan bill.

"You still owe me ten thousand. Since you said you're not poor, give me the other ten thousand."

"Don't push me any further."

"Ah?! Am I pushing you too far? You owe me money, and you're still right? You'll go to hell after you die!"

"It's only 20,000 yuan, is there any need to be so cruel?"

Whoosh!

Kitahara Iori tilted his head slightly, and a white shadow passed by his eyes.

"How dare you stand up and chat loudly? You don't even take me seriously. You are not allowed to desecrate the sacred classroom!"

The long-haired man in the church put one hand on his forehead, his body tilted to the side, and his movements were extremely strange.

However, surprisingly, all the students present had indifferent expressions, as if they were used to it.

Kitahara Iori slammed the table and stood up, shouting seriously, "Professor, it was Kohei who came to chat with me. He interrupted me from absorbing precious knowledge in this sacred classroom!"

Imamura Kohei gasped, "Are you still a human being? Professor, this bastard is full of nonsense. He's a nuisance if he keeps her around. Please use the ruler!"

The long-haired man habitually flicked his hair and grinned, "You two are the same, but you're right. Who of you will bring me the Xiabi impact meter?"

Someone shouted in the huge classroom.

"Professor, that thing was not moved away after it was used. The cloth is still covering it."