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

"..."

Kato Megumi's curiosity was aroused.

She didn't say anything and just stood quietly at the back.

As time passed, the surprise in someone's heart gradually grew.

incredible!

Looking at the exquisite half-finished picture on the screen, Kato Megumi took a step back in a daze.

My cousin, who is tall and strong, actually has such a delicate side?

If you don't play basketball, but stay indoors to learn painting, is that really appropriate? Isn't that inappropriate?

And...are you really learning to paint recently? Perhaps you've misunderstood the meaning of "recently learned"?

Kato Megumi kept complaining in her heart, but considering that Kujo Ditaro was still working hard, she simply suppressed all her questions.

Just like that, after an unknown amount of time, the quiet atmosphere in the room was broken by a sudden "OK".

"Mei, do you understand? These are all my works, not what you think."

Kujo Ditaro turned around with a hint of anticipation on his face.

Kato Hui nodded and said admiringly: "Cousin, I never thought that you could draw, and draw so well."

"Maybe he has some talent." Kujo Ditaro smiled vaguely and changed the subject slightly, "Keiko, what did you talk to me about before?"

"Oh... I'm asking my cousin what to eat for dinner..."

Kato Megumi was absent-minded, her eyes always fixed on the screen.

After hesitating for a while, she asked the question in her heart, "Cousin, why do you draw this kind of picture? Others... can't be drawn?"

"Huh?" Kujo Ditaro was taken aback, then calmly explained, "That's because... many manga artists start with comic books before their debut. I don't know the rules, so I can only follow the rules."

"Oh..." Kato Megumi held her chin up and continued, "Cousin, when did you learn to draw? I think the exquisiteness of this picture is no less than those best-selling comics."

"I occasionally study at home in my spare time. When did I start exactly? I guess it's been about one or two years." Kujo Ditaro thought for a moment and gave a pertinent answer.

"One or two years... that's pretty impressive. Maybe my cousin will become a household name as a cartoonist in the future."

Kato Megumi didn't understand the market conditions for cartoonists, but she could see clearly that an artist who could draw such beautiful pictures would never have trouble finding a job in the future.

Even if you can't become a cartoonist, as a good illustrator, life is still very promising.

"It's hard to say what will happen in the future, Hui..."

When Kujo Ditaro was halfway through his speech, Kato Megumi covered her mouth with her hands and sneezed lightly.

"Cousin...can I go back and dry my hair first?" Kato Megumi bowed apologetically, her voice nasal.

Kujo Ditaro quickly waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice it before and kept you waiting for too long. You should go back soon, or you'll really catch a cold. I remember there's some cold medicine downstairs. I'll find it for you."

"Then I'll trouble you, cousin... A-chu..." When Kato Megumi walked to the door, her shoulders trembled slightly, obviously she sneezed again.

Kujo Ditaro went downstairs and started looking for cold medicine.

I don’t know if it never existed or I forgot where I put it, but in short... I couldn’t find it.

"Forget it, go out and buy it."

Kujo Ditaro opened the window, looked at the drizzle outside, and decisively took an umbrella and went out.

Although the pharmacy is not far away, it is not very close either.

After walking back and forth for about twenty minutes, and a few minutes of delay due to shopping at the drugstore, it was already six o'clock in the evening when Kujo Ditaro returned home.

As soon as he opened the door, his brows furrowed.

"Mei, why are you cooking? If you're not feeling well, go back to your room and rest."

"Um...it's okay, just a little stuffy nose, nothing serious."

A strange, stuffy sound came from the kitchen.

Kujo Ditaro closed the door and warned while changing his shoes.

"Don't be so strong. After you take the medicine, go upstairs and rest. Make dinner for me."

“No need…cough cough…”

"...If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be like this. Take the medicine and go upstairs to rest."

"....Um."

After taking the medicine, Kato Megumi went upstairs to rest.

Looking at the ingredients on the chopping board, Kujo Ditaro thought for a while and then took out some ginger from the refrigerator.

As we all know, ginger is a panacea.

Soaking your feet in ginger can drive away cold and dampness.

Washing your hair with ginger can prevent hair loss.

Ginger soup can cure colds.

The culprit for Kato Megumi's cold was Kujo Ditaro.

Therefore, it is reasonable for him to take full responsibility for this incident.

While making the ginger soup, he was not idle either, and started cooking the ingredients for tonight.

dong dong.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Kato Megumi was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, her rosy face covered with tiny beads of sweat.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and a weak voice sounded slowly.

"The door is unlocked..."

"Hui, dinner is ready. Here's the brown sugar ginger soup. Drink it first."

Kujo Ditaro put the bowl on the bedside table, turned around and saw Kato Megumi trying to sit up, so he went forward to help her.

As soon as he got closer, he noticed something strange.

"My face is covered in sweat...I have a fever..."

At the same time, there was a loud thunder outside, followed by the sound of rain falling quickly on the ground.

Chapter 19: I’m so greedy!

Kujo Ditaro stood up and walked over to close the curtains.

Then he returned to the bed and reached for the ginger soup.

"Hui, drink the ginger soup, you will feel better. I added brown sugar, so it won't taste too bad."

"..."

Kato Megumi took the bowl, lowered her head and took a sip, then her expression suddenly became embarrassed.

Even with brown sugar added, it still tasted terrible to her.

After a few sips, she gave up.

"Cousin, I can't drink it. It's okay. I've already taken the cold medicine. I'll be fine after a nap."

"Hui, you don't have a cold, you have a fever. It's best to drink the ginger soup before going to bed. This way the effect will be better."

Faced with Kujo Ditaro's repeated insistence, Kato Megumi had no choice but to force herself to drink the ginger soup.

Maybe it was the ginger soup that worked, but her body felt even hotter.

The sweat on my face kept flowing down.

"That's right. I'll wait for you to sweat, and then your temperature will drop."

Kujo Ditaro stood up, holding the empty bowl, and walked out of the room.

Kato Megumi slowly lay down, feeling very uncomfortable due to the dampness and heat all over her body.

"I should have asked my cousin to get me a towel, but I'm so tired..."

"My head hurts... Never mind..."

Murmuring, she closed her eyes.

I don’t know how long it took, but I felt a chill on my forehead.

In a daze, my arm was lifted up, followed by a slowly moving cold touch.

It feels very real, cool, and comfortable...

"call..."

After finishing everything, Kujo Ditaro couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He casually put the towel into the basin, wet it again, and then placed it on the girl's forehead.

Due to various concerns, he only wiped his arms and cheeks.

Although I wanted to wipe it off, as a gentleman with principles, it is not advisable to take advantage of others in distress.

“Hmm…”

Suddenly, a strange groaning sound was heard in the quiet room.

It seems to be suppressed, happy, and very... sexy?

Kujo Ditaro stood up and looked at the girl on the bed in astonishment.

I just wiped my arms and cheeks, so it shouldn't cause anything strange, right?

Also, are all girls nowadays so sensitive?

Um...

Full of doubts and curiosity, Kujo Ditaro walked to the bedside and poked the girl's face with his hand.

Just like touching a sponge, your fingers sink gently into it, yet it is still slightly elastic.

If the face is so elastic, then the rest of the body must be...

A bold idea flashed through my mind.

Kujo Ditaro withdrew his fingers, feeling a mixture of emotions.

When will sweet love come? I’m so greedy!

......

Kujo Ditaro went downstairs, ate his meal absentmindedly, and then returned to his room.

Compared to love, which is spiritual food, his current task is the key.

Although he has extraordinary drawing skills, he lacks experience and cannot draw a comic book that sells.

Therefore, he must learn from the strengths of other excellent works to improve his own knowledge shortcomings.

To put it simply, he has no knowledge of literature and can only rely on following trends and plagiarizing.

In this way, he grabbed a large number of works by Kashiwagi Eri and read them for more than two hours.

In the end, his conclusion after reading the book was... "Eri Sawamura is... a slut!"

The next day.

Since Kato Megumi has not recovered, Kujo Ditaro has to go to school alone.

As soon as he arrived at the classroom, he saw two half-naked men fighting each other.

"Kohei, you beast! Are you too naive to just run away alone?"

"That's Senior's decision, what does it have to do with me, huh?!"

"It's not like you're just treating people to drinks privately, how could that happen! No matter what, if I were dressed as a woman, you wouldn't be able to escape!"

"..."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Kujo Ditaro was indifferent and even felt like laughing.