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

The doctor, who was struggling, stopped shouting in shock.

"What's going on? How..."

The last firefighter to climb out climbed back in after hearing the noise.

Looking up at the man holding the door panel, at this moment, the scene seems forbidden.

"I've taken down the door. I'll trouble you guys later."

After a dead silence, Kujo Ditaro broke the deadlock and leaned the door against the wall.

The firefighter stared at the door, and after a moment of silence, he turned around and shouted outside.

Because the time of removing the door was saved, the subsequent rescue operation went smoothly.

When Kujo Ditaro crawled out from under the car, the crowd around him exclaimed in surprise.

"He's coming out. The man who lifted the slab of stone has come out from inside."

"Oh my god, this is what a human physique should be like. These biceps... are bigger than my head."

"I've seen this kind of physique before. It's from muscle-building powder. Even though it looks big, it actually doesn't have much strength. If he punches me, he'll be on his knees begging me not to die."

“…”

Listening to the discussions around him, Kujo Ditaro picked up his coat from the ground and casually shook off the dust.

Tokita Shinji, who followed behind, shouted, "Di Taro, let's go to the hospital. Iori and the others should have already arrived."

"The hospital," Kujo Ditaro thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, senior, but before that, I want to go home first and then go to the hospital."

"Okay, I'll ask Iori to send you the ward location later. Remember to go. It's all thanks to you that the uncle was saved this time." Tokita Shinji waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the ambulance.

Chapter 27: Why mess with someone who failed in his confession?

Although the car accident was huge, fortunately no one was killed, which is a blessing in disguise.

The traffic department that arrived later began to block the venue and drive away the crowd.

Kujo Ditaro put on his coat, looked down at his bruised hands, and couldn't help but sigh.

The cracks in the stone slabs just now were not neatly broken, and the bumpy and concave parts were really painful to grind.

If the victims were not elders of his friends, he really didn't want to get involved in this mess.

Fortunately, things went smoothly and his efforts were not in vain.

He casually hung his coat on his shoulder and walked on the street wearing only his coat.

Some passersby, seeing the oncoming humanoid tank, couldn't help but give way.

It was not until Kujo Ditaro walked away that they looked at each other and whispered to each other.

"This guy is so burly, I feel like his clothes are going to burst."

"Little sister, see, I'm a man, but my breasts are bigger than yours. Aren't you ashamed?"

"I... this isn't the same thing. Why don't you just say that guy's arms are as thick as your legs, you useless otaku!"

...

When passing by a convenience store, Kujo Ditaro stopped.

He remembered something, pondered for a while, then turned and walked into the store.

"Welcome light..."

The moment the cashier at the front desk turned around, her smile began to fade.

She tensed her body with trepidation and forced herself to finish the previously interrupted greeting, "Lin..."

Kujo Ditaro walked to the cashier counter and looked down at it.

The cashier was stunned, and sweat started pouring down her clean and pretty face.

Kujo Ditaro leaned over, supporting himself on the table with one hand, and whispered softly, "Excuse me, which brand of sanitary napkin is better?"

"....!?"

After a dead silence, the cashier gave a difficult answer, "You're buying this for a friend, right?... Every girl has different habits, so there's no universal answer. However, the more expensive ones tend to get pretty positive reviews."

Kujo Ditaro nodded, stood up and walked into the store.

The cashier smiled and looked away, then tilted his body slightly, quickly covered his chest with his hands, and began to...hiss.

"Um..."

After looking around, Kujo Ditaro stopped in front of a shelf full of M towels.

Looking at the dazzling array of goods in front of him, even an experienced driver like him felt a little bit tricky.

Daytime? Nighttime? Pure cotton? Super absorbent? One sheet is better than six?

Um...

The more Kujo Ditaro looked at it, the more headache he had, so he simply took a pack for both day and night use.

Then he walked to the cashier and urged, "I'm in a hurry, please hurry up."

"Oh...right away, please wait a moment, sir." The cashier nodded repeatedly, but his trembling little hands couldn't move fast.

Kujo Ditaro understood that haste makes waste, and since there were only two items, he couldn't go much slower.

So, out of boredom, he began to look at the girl in front of him.

The smooth purple hair that fell over her shoulders was tied into a side ponytail that was more girlish with a hairband.

Her skin is clean and delicate, and her delicate and small facial features make her look cute.

For some unknown reason, a look of panic flashed in those sky-blue eyes.

Hmm...88 points.

Kujo Ditaro secretly gave a score, thinking that the cashier in this shop was really good.

Less than two minutes later, the tiny cashier, holding the bag in both hands, said nervously, "Okay...Okay, customer."

"Okay, thank you." Kujo Ditaro took the goods in one hand and paid with the other.

"...Here's your change for 200 yuan. Please keep it."

"Okay, by the way, are you from Qinghai Women's University?"

"Eh? Um, I'm a first-year student at Qinghai Women's University."

"I'm not a student of Izu University, otherwise you would know me."

Kujo Ditaro took the change and walked towards the door with a smile.

When he walked to the door, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

【Choose】

Violence by drug addicts

【Friendly confession to the cashier】

“…”

Kujo Ditaro raised his hand to cover his forehead, and blood seemed to be flowing from the corner of his mouth.

After a long sigh, he turned around and walked to the cashier decisively.

The cashier, who was tidying up the counter with his head down, suddenly felt a darkness in front of him and subconsciously raised his head.

"Guest...Guest, is there anything else?"

"Um, I like you, can you date me?"

"....." The cashier was stunned and shook his hands in confusion, "Yes, yes..."

"OK, I understand. Okay, bye."

Kujo Ditaro waved his hand, not giving the girl any chance to refuse.

As the saying goes, don't be afraid of rejection. As long as you react quickly enough and reject the girl before she finishes her words, then... you dumped her.

Also, after most girls accept a confession, as long as they show a hint of embarrassment on their faces, then any subsequent words are just a prelude to giving you the nice guy card.

Therefore, when you feel that your confession will fail, do not hesitate at all, and you should directly play the rejection card first.

Love is a battlefield, and only the veterans who survive to the end are qualified to go home and get married.

None of those fake people who said, "I will go home and marry my fiancée if I win this battle" will return alive.

Don't lose your way because of a temporary failure. You have to believe in yourself. These failures are all for building your character...

Um....

After filling himself with chicken soup, Kujo Ditaro strode out of the convenience store.

As he was about to leave in the direction of his home, he saw a man in a sweatshirt standing in front of him.

The man had a ferocious look, pale skin, and bloodshot eyes.

"You bitches, you teamed up to cheat me out of my money, you all have to die! You all have to die!"

"I remember... you weren't chosen, but never mind. Since you're here, that's perfect."

Kujo Ditaro snapped his fingers with a ferocious smile on his face.

"It's not good to be an addict. Come, I will help you quit drugs."

"Detox? You bitches, you will die a miserable death, a miserable death!"

The man was in a confused state of mind and growled as he took out a fruit knife from his pocket.

The fruit knife flashing with a cold light, coupled with the man's crazy expression, made him look even more ferocious.

The cashier in the store had already noticed the situation outside.

Without any hesitation, she called the police.

Then, she ran to the store entrance and shouted anxiously: "Customer, please go into the store and hide first. The police will be here soon..."

"You two, you bastards, you swindled me out of my money and cheated on me. I'm going to skin you alive today!"

The man gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands and leaned forward to rush towards Kujo Ditaro.

"Why do you have to take drugs? Taking drugs is fine, but you don't even know how to stay at home when the attack occurs. It's fine that you don't know how to stay at home, but you have to mess with someone who just failed to confess his love. Boy, you are going down a narrow path!"

Kujo Ditaro took a step back, his body sinking slightly, and his sandbag-sized fists clenched so hard that they made a crackling sound.

Chapter 28: Finally someone who knows what he is talking about!

boom!

The man rushed to Kujo Ditaro, and the crazy expression on his face suddenly froze.

His stomach felt like it had been put into a meat grinder. The indescribable pain almost caused him to collapse mentally.

"..."

Kujo Ditaro stepped aside and let the man in front of him kneel down.

Ignoring the howls of pain coming from below, he turned to look at the cashier standing at the door and asked, "You called the police, right?"

"..." The cashier nodded, his voice a little stiff, like a rigid electronic sound.

"I didn't mean to. I didn't finish what I was saying. Actually...actually, I wasn't rejecting you. I was saying that we don't even know each other..."

Kujo Ditaro waved his hand and interrupted, "Let's not talk about that for now. I remember your convenience store has rules. When encountering something like this, you need me to stay, right?"

"Yeah, the police will be here soon. You should just need to record your statement and there won't be any other trouble." The cashier nodded repeatedly, very obedient.

Kujo Ditaro withdrew his gaze, looked down at the man below, and kicked him.

"Don't scream, I just held back, so you don't have to scream so miserably."

“…”

The man hunched over, his expression becoming increasingly distorted, but he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.