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

In fact, she was not wrong.

"It looks like you're not going to be able to join the diving club. What a shame."

Kujo Ditaro poured himself a drink and took a big sip.

Looking at the three empty cups below, Yuan Ying did not hesitate, picked up her own drink and took a sip happily.

pat.

The paper cup rolled to the ground, spilling a stream of brown liquid.

Yuan Ying covered her mouth and coughed violently.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but her face had turned a little red.

Chapter 394: Are you playing dirty tricks on me?!

Yuan Ying took a sip of oolong tea and almost choked herself to death.

When she recovered, her brain was trembling.

"Is this oolong tea?!"

Facing the girl's gritted teeth questioning, Kujo Ditaro answered without changing his expression.

"Yeah, PAB's special drink, Oolong tea cocktail. How's it? Doesn't it taste good?"

"What's good about that?! Why didn't you just tell me it was alcohol? You did it on purpose, didn't you?!"

"Hey, I've been saying it very clearly, but you just didn't pay attention."

Yuan Ying slammed her hands on the table, her eyes widened, and her red cheeks made her even more angry.

"You think I'm stupid, don't you? What the hell are you talking about? There's nothing at all!"

"How can you, a little girl, swear like that? Didn't I tell you that this wine is not that wine, and this drink is that drink? Don't you remember?" Kujo Ditaro raised the corners of his mouth, and his perfect smile revealed the sinister aura that only unscrupulous businessmen have.

"You..." Yuan Ying was stunned and even more angry.

Suddenly, her head sank and she almost lost her balance.

The alcohol content of special oolong tea is conservatively estimated to be over 70 degrees.

Not to mention a weak woman like Yuan Ying who never drinks, even if it were a strong adult, as long as he doesn't drink much, he would basically become unconscious and drunk after drinking a cup of special oolong tea.

Although Yuan Ying did not drink the entire cup of special oolong tea, she still gulped down a lot of it in one gulp without any preparation.

The higher the concentration of the alcohol, the faster it takes effect.

Yuan Ying's mind was still clear at the moment, but her body gradually felt unwell and her cheeks were very hot.

Obviously, he was drunk.

Yuan Ying held onto the table and slowly squatted down.

Kujo Ditaro turned around and glanced at Yoshiwara Mana, indicating that it was time to start.

Ever since joining the diving club, the innocent and simple girl is gone forever.

Mana Yoshihara immediately understood Kujo Ditaro's hint, but she was a little hesitant.

But soon, she made up her mind not to be a human being.

There was no other way. For the future of the organization, she had to sell her conscience.

"Are you okay?"

Mana Yoshihara walked to Gen Sakura's side and helped her up.

Yuan Ying shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

"You should sit down and rest for a while. I'll help you over."

"No, I'm fine. I can walk by myself."

Yoshihara Mana was used to Minamoto Sakura's drunken talk and didn't take it seriously at all.

With a firm attitude, she took the staggering girl aside to rest.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Yuan Ying, who was completely drunk, could no longer control herself.

"Why am I so unlucky, why!"

"It's okay to fail the high school entrance exam, but the college entrance exam is also like this. How can my life be such a failure?"

"So tired..."

Yuan Ying sat on a low stool, bent over and drew circles on the ground with her hands, complaining constantly.

Yoshihara Mana patted the red-haired girl's shoulder with a sympathetic and comforting look on her face.

"It's all in the past. Life is full of regrets. I understand you."

"No! You don't understand!"

Yuan Ying raised her head excitedly, and the round thing on her chest shook violently.

Yoshihara Mana's eyes widened, and she cried out without warning.

"I understand! I really understand!"

"You don't understand. You don't understand anything."

"No... I understand! I've understood it since junior high."

Yuan Ying was stunned: "You are also...always unlucky?"

"Yeah!" Yoshihara Mana nodded heavily, lowered her gaze, and choked out, "I'm very unlucky. I've always been unlucky. It's been confusing for me for a long, long time."

"Really...really?"

Genying, feeling that she had met Mana too late, hugged Yoshihara Mana tightly.

"That's great! I actually met you! That's great!"

"Uh? Is this something to be thankful for?"

"No...it's just that I'm happy."

"..."

The corners of Yoshihara Mana's mouth twitched, and her smile seemed a little forced.

Suddenly, she saw someone walking towards her.

Kujo Ditaro stopped in front of the two women and slowly handed them a piece of white paper.

"Since you two are so destined to meet, you should interact more often in the future. Here is the application form for joining the club. Just put your fingerprint on it."

"Hey..."

Yoshihara Mana made frantic gestures, signaling not to act hastily to avoid alerting the enemy.

In fact, Yuan Ying, who was drunk, had lost all rationality.

She took the application form and said dazedly, "Where should I press it?"

"here."

"Oh..."

In a daze, Yuan Ying pressed her big red fingerprint on the application form for joining the diving club.

Kujo Ditaro folded the application form in his hand in half and gently put it into his pocket.

After doing all this, the corners of his mouth rose unscrupulously.

"Okay, I'll leave this new guy to you, Aina."

"Leave it to me? No way, she's like this... I'm panicking."

Yoshihara Mana looked at Gen Sakura who was hugging her arms, with an embarrassed look on her face.

Kujo Ditaro smiled but said nothing.

Yoshihara Mana's expression froze, and she felt genuinely uneasy.

.......

"Are you awake?"

Yuan Ying opened her sleepy eyes and looked at the people in front of her in a daze.

"You are..."

"You are such a forgetful person, you don't even remember us?"

"What...oh."

Yuan Ying came back to her senses, rubbed her forehead and sat up.

"What's wrong with me? Where is this place?"

"This is our club classroom. You were drunk before, so we brought you here to rest."

"Drunk?"

Genying's eyes suddenly widened and she glared at a member of the crowd.

Kujo Ditaro didn't take it seriously and smiled, "Good that you're awake. We just happened to have something to tell you."

"say what?"

"Congratulations on joining our club."

"When did I say I would join you?"

"You can tell by the look in your eyes."

"Oh? Really?" Yuan Ying curled the corners of her mouth, revealing a disdainful expression.

Kujo Ditaro smiled, reached into his pocket, took out a piece of white paper, and then slowly spread it out.

"Here's your signed application form, in black and white, with your fingerprint on it."

"How is it possible, such a thing..."

Yuan Ying didn't believe it at first, but after looking carefully, she did see her name and red fingerprints on the white paper.

Suddenly, she was stunned.

After a brief silence, a subtle change occurred on the girl's delicate face.

"It all started with that glass of wine. So that's how it is... You were plotting against me!"

"Oh, is it so?"

As we all know, history always repeats itself.

The corners of Kujo Ditaro's mouth rose, revealing an exaggerated grin without any concealment.

"The process isn't important. What's important is that you signed the application form and I, the president, agreed to your joining."

"Impossible! I want to quit..."

"Quit? Sure."

Yuan Ying was confused and a little surprised.

"Can I really quit?"

"Of course." Kujo Ditaro nodded and said confidently, "As long as you can get us drunk, you can become the president, not to mention quitting."

"You're kidding me, aren't you?!"

Yuan Ying bared her teeth, her expression becoming increasingly ferocious.

Chapter 395: Isn't this club going to disband? Are you plotting against me again?

Yuan Ying was very angry.

She declared that she would rather starve to death or jump off here than join any other society.

You can't blame her for being so depressed. After all, anyone who has been plagued by bad luck since childhood and has been unable to do anything will have an indelible shadow in their heart.