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

Because it was the last dish, Kato Megumi put down the dish and sat down as well.

"Cousin, the classmate who helped me seems to have some conflicts with the people in your club..."

"Hmm? Oh, about that. I'll talk to them about it next time. Don't worry, they're just minor issues. They won't have any objections."

Kujo Ditaro thought of his escape experience in the afternoon, and the curve of his mouth gradually became weird.

Kato Hui responded, pointed at the food on the table, and said softly: "Cousin, let's eat. After all, it's this late, and you must be hungry."

Kujo Ditaro hesitated for a moment before nodding and eating.

To be honest, he always felt strange about Kato Megumi's personality.

He didn't quite understand how a girl who grew up in an ordinary family could be so easy-going.

It seems like everything has nothing to do with me, but I can always participate in it...

Although he really wanted to ask for details, his intuition told him that there was no answer to this question and it would be useless to ask.

...

After dinner, Kujo Ditaro returned to his room.

With nothing to do, he took out all the gains he had made in the afternoon.

A novel and two personalized signatures of famous book illustrators.

"This novel isn't a valuable item, but I still have to return it. How do I return it?"

Kujo Ditaro lowered his left hand holding the book and raised his right hand holding the drawing paper.

Looking at the sketch of the beautiful woman above, many questions popped up in his mind.

Compared to his cousin's special personality, what Sawamura Eriri did was even more excessive.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that a girl with such a bright and beautiful appearance was actually a teacher who drew pornographic comics.

Unable to help himself, Kujo Ditaro expressed his heartfelt emotion.

"Girls nowadays are really horny, but... I like it."

Suddenly, two pop-up windows, one red and one blue, appeared in front of his eyes.

【Choose】

【Have extraordinary painting skills】

【Have outstanding writing skills】

"Eh?"

Looking at the contents of the options, Kujo Ditaro was stunned.

After a brief moment of daze, he almost felt like bursting into tears.

You know, his selection system has never done a good thing except giving him bad hosts.

And now, his system has finally...become a human again!

Kujo Ditaro suppressed the many feelings in his heart and began to seriously consider the value of the options.

However, before he could consider it for long, the time limit for the options was running out.

"Forget it, let's just choose painting skills. It's somewhat related to my major anyway."

Kujo Ditaro made his decision, but the options before him didn't disappear. Instead...

[Serialize a pornographic comic until you earn 100 million in royalties.]

Earn 100 million within the month

“I knew it…”

Looking at the simulated options, Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and cursed in his heart that he was like a dog.

Although he had the urge to crush the system, he understood that the options before him were the key.

"Today is April 20th. I've earned a million in ten days, and I still have to go to school... It looks like I have no choice."

After a little thought, Kujo Ditaro made his choice.

Since you have decided to become a comic book artist, painting tools are essential.

Fortunately, technology is advanced nowadays, and even if we don’t have paper and pen, we can use the drawing tools on the computer to replace them.

Kujo Ditaro is good at using computers. In no time, he not only downloaded the painting software, but also started using it.

Perhaps it was the drawing skills given by the system that took effect. After a brief exploration of the software operation, he had a picture in his mind that could be turned into reality.

After an unknown amount of time, someone exclaimed in the room.

"Isn't this... too lewd?!"

Chapter 13: Fake Eriri?

Choose a morning.

Kujo Ditaro, who didn't fall asleep until three in the morning, went out in a depressed mood.

A night of cultivation allowed him to go a little further on the path of becoming a painter.

However, he is a newcomer after all, as he only has painting skills and no plot-writing ability or creative experience.

Although there is no time limit for the task of earning royalties, given the nature of the system, the longer you delay, the more trouble you will have.

So, Kujo Ditaro decided to ask a respected "senior" for advice today.

"Cousin, didn't you sleep well?"

The faint sound coming from my ears was like the buzzing of a mosquito.

Kujo Ditaro hesitated for a moment before looking in the direction of the sound.

"I was playing with my phone last night and didn't pay attention, so I went to bed late."

Kato Megumi nodded and said without surprise: "I think so. Boys like to play games all night long. But is it okay? I have class today."

Kujo Ditaro calmly shook his head, "If you don't sleep in class, can it still be called class?"

"....(⊙o⊙)..." Kato Megumi lifted the hair by her ear and reminded, "Cousin, you have to pay attention. If you don't have enough credits, you'll be in trouble at the end of the semester."

"Yeah, I know what's going on." Kujo Ditaro nodded, but the expression on his face still looked casual.

"Okay..." Kato Megumi pursed her lips. She had said everything she wanted to say. As for whether there would be a crisis of failing the course at the end of the semester, it all depended on one's self-discipline.

......

"Di Taro..."

When Kujo Ditaro returned to the classroom, there were two more people sitting next to him.

He glanced at the half-naked men on both sides, raised his hand and slapped away the dirty hands on his shoulders.

"Don't sit with me, it's a bad influence."

"Di Taro, we are both equally strong. No one can influence the other."

Kitahara Iori waved his hands and went straight to the point: "Di Taro, your cousin came to our club yesterday..."

Kujo Ditaro sensed the element and said coldly, "Get lost. You're dreaming of me introducing you to someone else."

"Eh? How do you know? It's not..." Kitahara Iori sighed and said sadly: "Aren't we friends? If we are friends..."

"What did you just say?" Kujo Ditaro glanced at him, his eyes gradually becoming disdainful. "Friends? When did that happen?"

"Okay, okay." Kitahara Iori spread his hands and changed the subject, "Hey, when can we find girlfriends?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally bustling classroom suddenly became quiet.

After a dead silence, wailing sounds were heard from all directions.

And this is the pain of the Department of Engineering.

There are more than 200 students in the entire department, but there are only four girls.

Excluding those who are not good-looking, the only girl who is pleasing to the eye is the pitiful one.

Surprisingly, the only girl who looked good was someone Kujo Ditaro knew.

“These guys…”

Chisa Furukawa, who was sitting at the back of the classroom, couldn't help but cover her face and shake her head.

To be honest, she regretted it.

If it weren't for her family, she wouldn't have signed up for this gay department.

Unfortunately, it's too late and I have to spend the next four years here.

Fortunately, there are always hilarious comedies happening in this classroom, which is more or less a comfort.

The morning class passed in a flash.

Since it is a university, except for some students who bring their own lunch, most students have their lunch in the cafeteria or in the food street near the school.

Kujo Ditaro couldn't get used to the food in the cafeteria, so he went to the street outside with Kitahara Iori and others to buy some snacks.

Because it was the peak meal time, there were quite a few pedestrians on the street.

The most disgusting thing is those couples who hold hands and only care about showing their love without caring about the feelings of people around them.

"Bah, scum."

Kitahara Iori spat without warning, but everyone around him had no objection at all.

Kujo Ditaro turned around and looked around, his eyes slightly shining as he explained, "I found what I want to eat, you guys can do whatever you want."

Imamura Kohei raised his head and asked, "Di Taro, since it's rare for us to get together, aren't we going to have a drink at noon?"

"I stayed up all night last night, so my appetite isn't very good. I'm afraid drinking will make me feel uncomfortable. Maybe next time. Have fun drinking."

Kujo Ditaro was a little anxious. After he finished speaking, he squeezed into the crowded crowd.

The students from the Department of Engineering looked at the tall figure for a few seconds, then looked away with disapproval.

There are enough people here, so even if one or two are missing, it won’t affect the drinking atmosphere.

In short, we should be humble and never take ourselves too seriously. The earth will continue to rotate without anyone.

......

Kujo Ditaro didn't leave for the snacks.

When he looked around just now, he saw Eriri Sawamura.

Since the morning, he has been planning how to learn some creative experience from this predecessor.

And now, the opportunity for a meeting has finally arrived.

"Sawamura-san..."

Kujo Ditaro patted the girl's shoulder, and the girl with golden twintails slowly turned around.

Instead of the lovely face from yesterday, a horrifying ghost face came into view.

Looking at the strange makeup on the other person's face, Kujo Ditaro admitted that he was scared.

"Fuck, you little thing, you're really unique looking."

"you are?"

"Sorry, I got the wrong person."

"Oh...wait a minute."

Kujo Ditaro was about to turn around, but the girl in front of him puffed up her cheeks.

"Did you just say I'm ugly?"

"No, I mean you look very unique, you know, unique, the kind that's very amazing... very rare..."

"Oh...but you just said I was a thing, and sure enough..."

"I mean you...little thing. This word is similar to little baby. Anyway, can I go now?"

The girl with the strange makeup suddenly smiled and said, "Well...thank you, you can go now."