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

The crowd watching applauded appropriately.

Kujo Ditaro put down the barbell and said, "300 kilograms, maybe. You can go slower later."

"Okay, brother."

Two strong men holding barbell plates added weight to the barbells with ease.

Three hundred kilograms is already extremely difficult for most people present.

Kujo Ditaro thought for a moment, then squatted down and held the horizontal bar firmly with both hands.

To be honest, 300 kilograms is just a piece of cake for him.

However, in order to get out of this situation as quickly as possible, you still have to get angry and embarrassed.

"call!"

The three hundred-pound barbell was lifted in one breath, and the applause from the surrounding crowd became louder and louder.

"Brother, how many more pounds do you think we can add?"

The two strong men with barbell plates had extremely fiery eyes.

"About 3...40 kilograms."

Kujo Ditaro feels that one should not be too complacent and must be steady.

Little did he know that the weight he was challenging to lift had already exceeded the limit of some professional weightlifters.

After the two men finished loading the barbell plates, they stepped aside.

At this moment, many onlookers who were familiar with the weightlifting rules and records began to spread the knowledge to others.

"170 kilograms is already impressive, although it's not the limit for his weight class."

"I'm not a professional athlete. Isn't it amazing that I can achieve this as an amateur?"

"I feel like he can lift even heavier. Look at his eyes, there's not a single bloodshot."

"..."

Kujo Ditaro shook his hands, gave the challenger enough foreplay, and then squatted down.

He held the horizontal bar with both hands, but did not lift it up immediately, but secretly complained.

If I hold this up with one hand, the effect will be quite impressive....

Chapter 33: My House is Pretty Big

Among the crowd of onlookers, stood a muscular man with purple hair and a crew cut.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he quickly wrote and sent a text message.

[Sister, the boy you described to me is indeed one of us in the gym.]

[It really exists. Take a picture for me.]

[The photo is fine, but I have a question. Don't you hate people like us who only care about fitness? Why did you change it now?]

[Don't be so long-winded, just take a photo and send it to me. ]

After waiting for a long time, Kiyoko Kamio still hadn't received the picture.

I couldn't help but urge him a few times, but still no response.

"Hurry up, you're so slow, and neither of you responded to me, hum..."

When Kamio Kiyoko pouts her lips, her round and white cheeks make people want to poke her.

With one hand supporting her chin, her pajamas slid down, revealing her snow-white shoulders.

I don't know how long it was before the phone vibrated.

"So slow! Eh? Why isn't it a picture? Hmm..."

While complaining, Kamio Kiyoko opened the short video that needed to be loaded.

As the video finished loading, the scene that came into view made the girl's water blue eyes gradually widen.

.....

The 170kg barbell has become a blind spot in the knowledge of many people.

If it is not done by a professional, internal bleeding may occur if you are not careful.

Several fitness coaches in the gym hadn't noticed it before, but when they squeezed through the crowd, their faces changed.

Without saying anything, they came to Kujo Ditaro and dispersed the crowd while giving him a stern warning.

"..."

The weightlifting could not proceed smoothly, and Kujo Ditaro felt a little disappointed.

However, this exit result is not difficult to accept as it shows off the operation but also stops at the right time.

Although they didn't get to see the main event, the crowd still recognized and respected this strong man who could lift 150 kilograms with ease.

They firmly believed that if this man could continue lifting, not to mention the 170-kilogram barbell, even adding a few more would not be a problem.

Because most people end their videos midway, they shoot videos without a tail, which are like useless things. They want to delete them but can’t bear to do so.

Compared to the worries of others, the decision of the purple-haired strong man seemed extremely bold.

He sent this fruitless video to his sister, who had a bad temper.

As the saying goes, half of the video is sent and GG cuts off the other half.

Sure enough, after a while, one question after another came as expected.

【What’s next? 】

What do you mean? Do you know that posting half of the video is an outrage to both humans and gods?

[Last time, there was a video I posted halfway through. I was chased on the street and stabbed dozens of times. I went to the hospital and got hundreds of stitches. Now I'm just living on my ureter. Get it?]

[So...what's next?!?]

The purple-haired strong man was helpless about his sister's personality.

I can say anything nice or nice to others, but when it comes to him, his mouth is more poisonous than anyone else's.

Sure enough, the sweet sisters called "Ouni-chan" in the two-dimensional world are all unrealistic.

In reality, the purpose of a sister's existence is to hasten her brother's death.

[Qingzi, take a look at this person and see if he is the one you are looking for?]

[Yes, but what about the follow-up? ]

【No follow-up...】

【…】

Looking at the three ellipsis marks on the screen, the purple-haired muscular man was about to type an explanation when the phone rang.

After hesitating for a long time, he answered the phone.

"Qingzi, listen to me, it's not that I don't want to film a follow-up for you, there will be no follow-up to this matter."

"Since there's no follow-up, why did you send it to me? Are you trying to piss me off to death?"

"Don't you want a photo? Videos are higher resolution than photos, so they should be easier to recognize."

"Easy to recognize? Yeah, it's easy to recognize, but I care more about the video than the photo now, you stupid brother!"

The purple-haired burly man scratched his head with a silly expression.

"It's all the same. People recognize me, isn't that enough? Why make such a fuss? Watch out for wrinkles. I'm already ugly, and it'll be troublesome if no one wants me."

"...Okay, Kamiosuke, you're awesome. We'll settle this matter later!"

With a beep, the phone was hung up.

Kamiosuke lowered his head to look at his phone and moved his mouth unhappily, "Tsk, who's afraid of who?"

...

“I’m so pissed off…”

Kiyoko Kamio threw herself on the bed, punching the pillow with her pink fists, and her well-proportioned legs under her nightgown kicked back and forth violently.

Because the movement was too aggressive, her jade feet kicked the bed board with a bang.

"Oh..."

Suddenly, a piercing pain swept through my whole body.

She lay stiffly on the bed, her pretty face flushed red, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.

At the same time, the phone vibrated.

"Well...."

The girl paused for a while, rubbing her eyes and fumbling for her phone.

Perhaps it was because my body and mind were hurt at the same time, tears kept flowing.

When she picked up the phone, her expression suddenly froze.

[I met your brother. He said his name was Kamiosuke. Is he your biological brother?]

"Kamiosuke..."

Gritting her teeth and squeezing out a few words, Kamio Kiyoko tremblingly replied to a message.

[Well, he is my brother. What did he say to you? ]

[Nothing much, just some fitness questions.]

"call..."

Kamio Kiyoko breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but snort in her heart, Kamio Jie, if you say anything nonsense to me, I will use your protein powder to feed Xiaohua!

The notification sound of her cell phone interrupted her thoughts.

[Your brother is quite enthusiastic and invited me to your house tonight...]

The font on the screen made her feel a little confused at first, and then her pupils shrank wildly!

"Kamiosuke! You pig!"

......

"My sister called. I'll answer it first."

Looking at the purple-haired muscular man who raised his cell phone, Kujo Ditaro nodded.

Kamiosuke turned his back, and as soon as the phone was connected, he was greeted with a barrage of scolding.

"Kamiosuke, are you stupid? Are you not smart enough? Are you..."

"Qingzi, don't get excited, just wait for my good news."

"Hello! I..."

After Kamiosuke turned off his phone, he smiled and asked Kujo Ditaro, "How is it? What do you think? Do you want to come to my house and sit for a while? We can continue to discuss fitness."

"Well..." Kujo Ditaro laughed awkwardly and said, "No, I have friends here. Let's do it another time."

"Ah? Is that so? How about tomorrow?" Kamiosuke was a little disappointed, but still didn't give up hope.

Kujo Ditaro looked away and changed the subject, "Kamio, my friend will talk to me again. We'll talk about that other thing next time. Bye."

"Hey! Don't be in such a hurry to leave. If tomorrow isn't an option, how about the day after tomorrow... or the weekend?"

Looking at the figure walking faster and faster, Kamiosuke sighed, his face full of worry.

"Qingzi is really too ugly. Look how scared she is. Sigh..."

Chapter 34: Is this the Runaway Lolita? Love it!