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

Kitahara Iori raised his head and sighed softly, his tone full of sadness, but the corners of his mouth were curled up wildly.

"You fucking..." Imamura Kohei's face was ferocious, but facing the strange looks from the people around him, he felt powerless all over.

Fortunately, there is true love in the world. Kujo Ditaro took two steps forward and comforted him, "It's okay, Kohei. Liking your sister is nothing."

This man...

Kohei Imamura bit his lower lip, but tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

"Di Taro, I didn't think about it... I'm sorry for before!"

Kujo Ditaro nodded, turned around and waved at everyone, "Everyone, you have to believe in science. It's just a sneeze, it doesn't mean anything at all. Even if Kohei really is that kind of person, does he have a sister? No, so you don't have to worry at all."

"Yeah, how could you do this? Just because of a sneeze, you wrongly accuse Kohei. Besides, it's normal for a brother to like his sister, isn't it?"

Nanaka Furukawa appeared out of nowhere, slowly walked to the front of the crowd, and began to explain logically, "It's normal for an older person to show affection for a younger one. Don't make a fuss, and don't embarrass Kohei."

"..."

Except for Chisa Furukawa and Ditaro Kujo, the rest of the people had puzzled expressions.

Kitahara Iori coughed lightly and tried to correct something indirectly.

"Nana-san is right, but maybe being overly affectionate isn't good..."

"Iori, what are you talking about? Kohei doesn't have a sister, so how can he be overly affectionate?"

Nanaka Furutegawa was stunned and looked panicked, but she still argued.

Kujo Ditaro, who noticed the element, called out in time for support, "Yes, Kohei doesn't have a sister, Iori, what are you talking about?"

Looking at the two people standing in front of him, Imamura Kohei realized something and stood up decisively.

"I do like my sister, but it's a brother-sister relationship. Besides, I don't have a sister. What makes you say I know orthopedics? This is a blatant slander, Iori!"

Nani? !

Kitahara Iori took a step back, thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized something.

Looking at the three sister-con men in front of him, knowing he was outnumbered, he waved his hand with a wry smile: "...It's my fault. I'm sorry, Kouhei. I apologize."

"Heh." Imamura Kohei turned his head and said in a lukewarm tone, "Such a perfunctory apology. You don't even realize your mistake. I don't accept it."

What the hell are you...

Kitahara Iori gritted his teeth and said stubbornly, "Who told you to sneeze so many times just now? And you said it was just intuition."

"The conclusion about sneezing has no scientific basis. You have to believe in science!" Kujo Ditaro emphasized again, but his expression looked a little strange.

Nanaka Furukawa seconded the suggestion: "Iori, you have to believe in science."

"Iori, believe in science." After a few seconds of silence, Chisa Furukawa turned her head and looked.

"..." Kitahara Iori's mouth twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but complain in her heart: Big sister, don't you know that as a younger sister, who should I help?!

"Hmm... Indeed, the sneezing conclusion has no scientific basis. How about this? I'll quietly curse the scumbag who has improper thoughts about my sister. If Kouhei doesn't react, then Iori doesn't have to apologize. This matter ends here. If you still have complaints, we'll drink tonight to resolve it as usual."

Feeling that the atmosphere was too tense, Tokita Shinji proposed a compromise.

Seeing that no one had any objection, he did not hesitate, walked to Kitahara Iori's side, and whispered in her ear.

【Choose】

[Everyone present had diarrhea for half an hour]

[Half of the people present sneezed randomly]

"..."

Looking at the two pop-up windows that appeared in front of him, Kujo Ditaro wanted to delay time, but the time limit was only a few seconds.

Without time to think or hesitate, he made a choice in a hurry and sneezed immediately.

"Aqiu!"

"Aqiu!"

After a dead silence, Nanaka Kotegawa turned stiffly and left, "Um... I still have to go cook..."

"I'm all sticky after diving. Where is the bathroom here? I'm going to take a shower." Kujo Ditaro pulled his collar and looked around.

Imamura Kohei took the initiative and waved his hand, saying, "Bathroom... I know where it is. Di Taro, come with me!"

"..."

Looking at the three people who left in a hurry, Chisa Furukawa turned her head in surprise, her tone extremely stiff.

"What's going on? What did you say? What's going on with them? Why do I feel a little creepy?"

Chapter 45: Sister, your hobby...

As the saying goes, there is no such thing as sister complex in the world, but after German orthopedics became famous, sister complex began to appear.

As for what happened before, everyone tacitly agreed not to mention it, as if it had never happened.

After taking a shower, Kujo Ditaro sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone.

Looking at the email avatar of Kamio Kiyoko, I couldn't help but have wild thoughts.

It's not a dirty thought, it's just something between men and women.

As for this girl who never gets tired of chatting with him, Kujo Ditaro, who has experienced many failures, has already noticed the factors behind it.

Although it was a little unexpected, it was really refreshing.

only....

Kujo Ditaro shook his head with emotion.

If I were an ordinary person, I could just cultivate affection step by step, then make a sweet confession, and finally have a real fight...

Unfortunately, however, due to his spoof system, he could only open his own business.

There's no way. Even though Kamio Kiyoko is currently very proactive, if she learns about someone's reputation as a pervert, I guess her good impression of him will plummet.

Therefore, in order to avoid this situation, Kujo Ditaro must take effective measures.

Either be a scumbag and keep it a secret, or burn your boats and show your true self...

Um....

Sorry, Qingzi, I'm not a human being!

Kujo Ditaro thought for a moment, and his expression gradually became serious.

"Di Taro, what are you thinking about? That's creepy."

Kitahara Iori turned his head and saw a face with an indescribable expression. He couldn't help but stand up and asked with a vigilant look.

"Huh? Nothing."

Kujo Ditaro was stunned and subconsciously put down his phone.

Imamura Kohei observed his expression and said with interest, "Di Taro, I've noticed you've been holding your phone a lot lately. What's going on? Are you chatting with girls?"

"How is that possible? Di Taro can't possibly do that." Kitahara Iori laughed and sat down. "There aren't many girls in our department. He's probably chatting with his sister."

"Really?" Chisa Furukawa, who had her head down reading, rarely responded. "If there's nothing going on, brothers and sisters rarely communicate via email, right?"

"Hmm..." Kitahara Iori waved his hand, "That's not right, my sister is..."

"Hey..." Imamura Kohei waved his fingers frequently and asked softly, "Kitahara, what did you just say?"

Kujo Ditaro had a complicated expression and continued, "He said he has a younger sister who's very attached to him, and..."

"Di Taro!!"

Looking at Imamura Kohei, whose face was distorted beyond recognition, Kitahara Iori hurriedly explained, "It's true that I do have a younger sister, but she despises me very much. Don't worry, our relationship is not at all enviable."

"Disdain?" Imamura Kohei's tongue hung out, twisting it around his lips strangely. "Isn't that just like... a tsundere, sharp-tongued little sister, Kitahara!"

"I don't understand what you are saying..."

Kitahara Iori tilted his head back and shouted with difficulty: "Di Taro also has a sister, why don't you go and cause trouble for him?"

"Does he dare?"

Kujo Ditaro picked up the phone, took a look at it, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Let me ask you, who among you knows anything about horse racing?"

"Huh?" Everyone was surprised and then shook their heads.

"You don't know anything?" Kujo Ditaro felt a little regretful, but still replied to the text message as usual.

[I don't know much about horse racing. Why are you asking this all of a sudden?]

[I heard this from a colleague, so I'm a little curious. It's okay if you don't understand. But do you know what pachinko means?]

Pachinko?

Kujo Ditaro frowned and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could the colleague she was talking about be himself?

"Why are we talking about horse racing?"

Nanaka Furutegawa came over with a plate of sashimi and put down the plate with a confused look on her face.

"A friend of mine asked me this. She also asked me about Pachinko. Do you know anything about this?"

"Pachinko, I know this one. It's a pinball machine."

"First he bet on horses, then on slot machines. He's a gambler, Di Taro. You have to be careful about that friend who asks you to borrow money."

"Judging from the appearance...it shouldn't be the case. Don't let your imagination run wild..."

Kujo Ditaro's face showed no change, but he felt bitter in his heart.

I finally found a girl who could succeed, but she turned out to be a gambler. This... is too difficult, right?

Are all girls these days' hobbies so bizarre? Or is it just that...birds of a feather flock together?

......

"Eh?"

Kiyoko Kamio looked at the email without a reply and didn't care too much.

I put away my phone silently, my mind full of anticipation.

It would be great if Kujo-kun likes these too.

No, no...boys shouldn't like these things, otherwise they will become gamblers.

But a common hobby is very important, and diving...

"Qingzi, we're here to play with you."

Before Kamio Kiyoko knew it, she saw three girls in different styles in front of her.

After a moment of hesitation, he quickly clasped his hands together and said apologetically, "I won't be off work for another half an hour. Sorry."

"Eh? Oh, well, let's go to the milk tea shop across the street and wait for you."

The girl with golden twintails and strange makeup raised her hand and pointed outside the door.

Just as Kamio Kiyoko was about to nod, she felt a slight vibration in her pocket.

She took out her cell phone and saw the content of the email, and her expression became a little serious.

"Hey everyone, let me ask you a question. Do guys dislike girls who like horse racing and pachinko?"

"Eh?"

The three of them took a step back together, tears glistening in the corners of their eyes.

They didn't dare to talk in detail in person, but gathered in a circle.

"How cruel! Qingzi is only having this problem now..."

"It's all our fault for not telling you in time..."

"Alas, it's not our fault. That's Qingzi's hobby. How can we question her hobby?"

"But the problem is, she should have been dumped... right?"

"..."