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

Kujo Ditaro smiled and asked why he was there.

"Sawamura-kun, I'd like to ask, how many of your works have earned over a million in royalties?"

"Huh? Are you looking down on me? You should be asking me how many books I didn't earn money from."

Eriri Sawamura held her head high and chest out, and although her tone was proud, she remained calm when it needed to be.

Kujo Ditaro nodded, his attitude slightly humble, "As expected of Mr. Kashiwagi, I admire you."

"I've been told not to call me by that name. Just call me Sawamura." Sawamura Eriri puffed out her cheeks, and the fangs at the corners of her mouth flashed with a hint of coldness.

"It's okay. Even if I call you Kashiwagi Eri, no one will mind. Besides, it's just a surname."

"I don't like people calling me this name. It always makes me feel...ashamed."

"Shame? Hmm..." Kujo Ditaro smiled and changed the subject, "Okay, Sawamura, let me continue with the previous topic. How many of your works have failed to earn you 100 million yen in royalties?"

"Hmm?" Sawamura Eriri was taken aback, then snorted in response, "Those are all my previous works. Ever since I became famous, there haven't been any works that suddenly failed. What on earth do you want to ask?"

"I told you I want to draw comics, so why don't I study the market?"

Just as Kujo Ditaro finished speaking, the girl next to him suddenly stopped.

"Hey, let me ask you...why did you want to draw comics?"

Chapter 50: This Hui, is she an emoticon?

Why draw comics?

Sorry to say, it’s money!

Kujo Ditaro thought for a moment and sighed, "My parents were busy with work, so I only had comics and TV to keep me company when I was little. That's why I've loved comics since I was little. My dream when I grew up was naturally to become a cartoonist. But life requires bread, right?"

"Since you were little..." Sawamura Eriri snorted, her tone much gentler. "Your drawing skills are pretty good. With time, your dream will come true. But for your first work, I advise you not to think about making money. Just do what you want. Failure is sometimes more useful than success."

Glad I didn't tell the truth...

Kujo Ditaro shook his head and agreed, "I see. Thanks. I'm at the convenience store now. See you later."

"..."

Eriri Sawamura glanced at him, her pink lips slightly moving, but she didn't say anything.

His pace, which had been slowing down, gradually quickened and he soon became lost in the crowd.

Before entering the store, Kujo Ditaro glanced sideways and then walked in.

.....

After buying the ingredients, Kujo Ditaro didn't delay on the way and went straight home.

Kato Hui was waiting in the living room, and asked with a strange look on his face: "Cousin, last night I..."

"Give me your phone and unlock the password."

Kujo Ditaro took the phone handed to him by the girl, operated it quickly, and then he felt a slight vibration in his pocket.

Kato Megumi didn't understand why, but she felt something was wrong.

"Cousin, what do you want my phone for?"

"Hmm... Hui, didn't you say last night that there wasn't anything you particularly liked? I found it for you."

Kujo Ditaro tapped the screen of his phone, and a familiar conversation began to echo through his voice.

"I'm the Queen...Yo!"

"..."

Kato Megumi widened her eyes, and her face, which rarely showed any expression, was now redder than it looked like it might bleed.

Seeing the girl's lovely appearance, Kujo Ditaro's mouth corners began to rise, and his smile was terrifying.

"Cousin, give me back my phone!"

Kato Megumi stretched out her hand, her cheeks slightly puffed out.

"no problem."

Kujo Ditaro handed the phone back, but his smile never faded.

really...

Kato Hui looked through the email records, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she whispered: "Cousin, this message can be withdrawn within one minute."

"Oh? But a minute has already passed."

"is it?"

There was a slight vibration in his pocket, and Kujo Ditaro was startled and subconsciously took out his cell phone.

With a snap, Kato Megumi, who was holding the phone, raised her pretty face with a smile, "Cousin, let go."

"..."

Kujo Ditaro felt an inexplicable chill and couldn't help but let go of his hand.

Kato Megumi took several steps back, unlocking her phone while staring ahead.

"password."

"Megumi...Okay."

Kujo Ditaro could see that Kato Megumi was really angry, so he simply stretched out his hand and said frankly: "Okay, I was wrong. Give me your phone and I'll delete it for you to see."

Kato Megumi blinked, handed over the phone silently, and did not move closer to supervise, but just stared at the front with a wise look.

Kujo Ditaro didn't want to leave any trouble, so after deleting the short video, he handed the phone back.

"No, I believe my cousin won't lie to me."

"I...Okay."

"Cousin, the shooting angle is good. I'll take this video."

Kato Hui looked at her phone, a strange gleam in her eyes. "But cousin, it's good to reciprocate. I'll save one for you next time."

It turns out to be a natural black...

Kujo Ditaro sighed and changed the subject, "Cousin, it's getting late, isn't it time to cook?"

"Um..."

Kato Megumi nodded, reached out to grab the ingredients on the coffee table, turned and walked into the kitchen.

Looking at the receding figure, Kujo Ditaro couldn't help but sigh in his heart, a woman's heart is as deep as the sea...!

......

After Kujo Ditaro returned to his room, he immediately began to think about the specific steps of making erotic comics.

First of all, we need to extract a few suitable plots from the plot of "JOJO".

Then, choose a character whose personality traits match yours.

Finally, combine the characters and plot to form a plot line.

"Hiss... Why is my mind full of images of my brother? No, no..."

Kujo Ditaro was halfway through his thought when he felt exhausted and could hardly bear it anymore.

Although borrowing from "JOJO" is a clever way, the philosophical scenes are really not something that normal people can adapt to.

What was even worse was that as his brain started to jump around, he actually thought of the drunken and reckless life of the diving club.

"This is so freaking devastating!"

Kujo Ditaro held his forehead with one hand, pondered for a long time, and then made a painful decision.

"These characters cannot be used, otherwise I won't be able to start drawing JOJO."

"But now that we have a plot framework, this comic can finally start progressing. After earning a million in royalties, according to the system's habits, I guess they'll release an option that's slightly more favorable to me."

Kujo Ditaro had done research on his own system.

Apart from releasing various kinds of obscene options, they will occasionally give some benefits.

Of course, compared with the disadvantages brought by the system, those insignificant benefits can be completely ignored.

Also, getting rid of the system is not nonsense. When binding, Kujo Ditaro clearly remembered this sentence.

[When you really feel you don’t need it, the option will disappear]

Kujo Ditaro wasn't sure whether this sentence had no effect or he had strange emotions in his heart.

Anyway, over the years, whether cursing or begging, the option never disappeared.

dong dong.

"Cousin, dinner is ready."

Kujo Ditaro responded, stood up and walked out of the house, and went downstairs with Kato Megumi.

The two of them ate and chatted.

"Cousin, the school festival is next week. What are you club planning to sell?"

"It hasn't been decided yet. I think it should be a barbecue or something like that."

"Shouldn't the diving club...scoop up goldfish?"

"I'm a college student now, who would want to fish for goldfish? It looks pretty good, and there's no profit in this without eating it."

After Kujo Ditaro finished his miso soup and wiped his mouth with a tissue, he asked, "Megumi, you're not in the club, are you?"

Kato Megumi responded and murmured, "I don't know what I want to participate in, and I'm not interested in anything. I feel like it will be difficult to find a job in the future."

"It's okay. You're only a freshman this year. Don't be too anxious. Just relax."

Kujo Ditaro stood up and walked into the kitchen with the dishes and chopsticks. After a while, a surprised voice came from inside.

"Where's my wine?!"

"Oh... sorry, cousin, I put those away for you."

Kato Megumi stood up, with a rare smile on her lips, "And sorry, I can't remember where I put it for the time being."

Chapter 51: A unique university classroom?

"Mei, it's not good to be too petty."

"Hmm? I don't quite understand."

"Indeed, it was wrong of me to record your video, but..."

"cousin."

Kato Megumi walked over to Kujo Ditaro and asked in an even, emotionless voice, "Cousin, why do you think I drank yesterday? Did I want to drink? Or was it to entertain someone?"

"..."

Kujo Ditaro moved his mouth but no sound came out, obviously unable to come up with an excuse.

Kato Megumi didn't press further. She reached out to take the apron and slowly tied the thin strips in front of her.

Then he looked up to his side and asked, "Cousin, I need to wash the dishes, can you please let me go?"

"I'll wash the dishes. How about we just forget about this matter?"

Kujo Ditaro made a concession, but it was not accepted.

Kato Hui shook her head, her expression a little confused, "What? I don't understand what my cousin is talking about."

"You are too vindictive. Why didn't you notice it before?"

Kujo Ditaro considers himself a person who is good at observation, but now he feels helpless as if his cleverness has backfired.

"Hmm..." Kato Megumi murmured softly, as if responding, but also as if confused.

Kujo Ditaro walked out of the kitchen and stared at the figure in front of him, feeling a little evil in his heart.

"benefit."