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

"Ok?"

Kato Megumi looked back and saw the expressive face. She quickly pursed her lips together, but it had little effect.

“Pfft…haha…hmm…”

Looking at the girl who couldn't hold back her laughter, Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth in a sinister arc.

"It seems that this is my cousin's weakness?"

"Cousin...Pfft...Hahaha..."

Kato Megumi, who was laughing so hard, slowly fell to the ground. Suddenly, she felt her vision darken and she couldn't help but raise her head.

Kujo Ditaro's methods were cruel, not giving the player any chance to breathe, and his expression reappeared.

"puff..."

Why...can't I help it!?

I can't take it anymore! If I continue like this...I will...

Kato Megumi blushed and managed to squeeze out a sentence, "The wine... is behind the refrigerator."

"Excuse me."

Kujo Ditaro squatted down, and there was a ferocious look on his angular face that made people's heart frightened.

"Mei, I found something more interesting than drinking."

"No....Pfft! I....Pfft!"

The girl, who usually lacks expression, now smiles without any image.

Kato Megumi was clapping her hands frantically, with tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.

It's not that sad, just a complication of emotional breakdown.

Why...can't I stop!?

There's nothing special about it...why are you laughing?

Do I really have a weird hobby... No... Impossible!

"Ah? Cousin, I gave you a chance before, but you didn't cherish it."

Kujo Ditaro suppressed his expression and sighed with pretended regret.

Kato Megumi trembled slightly, and after a long while, she managed to say a complete sentence.

"Yes...I was wrong, cousin...can you forgive me just once?"

"Eh? Now you realize you were wrong?"

Kujo Ditaro reached out his hand and stroked the girl's hair as if he were caressing his beloved pet.

Kato Megumi lowered her head obediently, but there was a strange light in her clear eyes like autumn water.

"Okay, that's enough for today, but this won't happen again."

Kujo Ditaro stood up and left with a relieved expression.

"call..."

Kato Megumi exhaled slightly, and slowly clenched her hands, which were supporting herself on the ground, into fists.

.....

on Monday.

"You are truly honored to be taking the class of the next top candidate for professor. I am happy for you..."

"cut!"

On the podium, an elegant man with long black hair gave a long speech with a faint smile.

However, the students below were basically dismissive and had extremely bad attitudes.

"Damn, his class is the most annoying."

"Fuck, just go to class, why are you making faces?"

"This sissy, bah."

Listening to the whispers around him, the man was silent for a moment, and his smile gradually twisted.

"Don't whisper in class, or...it'll be hard to get credits!"

“…”

After a dead silence, the man nodded with satisfaction and continued his lecture.

"This bitch."

Kitahara Iori bit his lips and squeezed out a word through gritted teeth.

Imamura Kohei was about to agree when the man at the podium actually came next to him.

"Classmate, did you just say...bitch?"

"How could that be, Professor? I'm a model student. Swearing is not my style."

Looking at the man who put his head close to her face, Kitahara Iori turned his head and smiled awkwardly.

"You're supposed to call yourself a three-good student? I really feel bad for the three-good students."

"Professor, I'm sorry for the beast in human clothing you look like. I'm a science student, so I hope you can understand if I used the wrong words."

"You really are a science student, you are so biased!"

"Professor, you're absolutely right!"

Looking at the two people whose faces were almost touching, Kujo Ditaro looked away silently, but was chewing something in his mouth.

"Student over there, what are you eating? Don't you know you can't eat during class?"

"Professor, what are you talking about? I didn't do that."

Kujo Ditaro turned around and waved his hand calmly. His tone was very natural, but his expression was very "serious".

The man snorted coldly, looked around at everyone, and said loudly: "This is a classroom. Anything not related to learning is forbidden. Remember this!"

Everyone turned a deaf ear and showed no intention of responding.

The man lifted his long hair and gave a serious warning, "Everyone, you need to understand that if you don't pay attention in class, you'll be doomed to a slow death when you enter society. You won't be able to find a job, won't be able to date, will be despised by your parents, and ridiculed by your friends. From then on, you'll be on a path of crime and end up in prison... having your ass raped and left crippled!"

"So, if you don't want to get blasted, just pay attention to the class!"

Imamura Kohei turned his head and saw the man staring at him and talking, and he suddenly felt angry.

"The professor is so experienced, he looks like a veteran!"

"Ah?! You have something else to say!"

"Professor, why are you saying that? I'm just asking a simple question!"

The man put away his expression, took two steps back, and waved his hand, saying, "Since you want to ask a question, then ask something related to the class content. If you ask something off-topic, it will be difficult for me to handle your credits!"

"You bastard!" Kohei Imamura slammed the table and stood up, but his neighbor grabbed his arm. When he saw the books sliding in front of him, his expression gradually distorted.

For a material mechanics class, why are you giving me a German book?

Kitahara Iori was stunned for a moment, then gave an awkward smile and slammed the table, "Professor, you are too despicable! Why should we let you order our credits around like this?"

The man sighed softly, his face filled with loneliness, then suddenly revealed a sinister smile. "My classroom is my own! Got it?!"

Chapter 52: Kamio Kiyoko's invitation

"Ugh···"

Chisa Furutegawa, who was sitting in the back, felt exhausted when she saw what was happening in front of her.

To be honest, college life now is completely different from what she imagined when she was in high school.

Be it classmates, teachers, or the entire learning atmosphere, they all made her feel as if she were in a completely different world.

Maybe...I am the redundant one?

Looking at the tense atmosphere among the teachers and students who seemed ready to fight to the death, Chisa Furukawa lay down dejectedly.

Somehow, the girl, who had witnessed something shocking, raised her head in astonishment.

"Kujo-kun, is he taking notes? How can he still be calm at this hour?"

Take notes?

That’s right, Kujo Ditaro was taking notes, but the content had nothing to do with the class.

Looking at the three full pages of repeated fonts, this man as strong as a tower smiled from the heart.

In fact, Kujo Ditaro didn't have the habit of taking notes before.

As for why he suddenly thought of taking notes, it was because he was inspired by the "JOJO" comics.

In the plot of "JOJO", the male protagonist has a little habit of writing down the troubles that cannot be solved face to face in his notes so that he can use them to seek revenge next time.

Kujo Ditaro approved of this little habit and integrated it into himself.

And now, facing this annoying but unable-to-do associate professor, this little notebook of reckoning is just right for me.

.....

"Kujo-kun, were you taking notes earlier?"

When Kujo Ditaro turned around and saw that the person coming was Chisa Furutegawa, he was surprised, but he quickly let it go.

"No, it's just some boring doodles. You misunderstood."

"Doodle... huh? Okay."

Chisa Furukawa was stunned for a moment, then nodded with disappointment on her face. "Indeed, it's impossible to study peacefully in an environment like that. Um... sorry for disturbing you."

A note... not that bad, right?

Looking at the lonely figure leaving, Kujo Ditaro was a little confused.

Kitahara Iori turned around and said with interest, "It's really strange that Chisa would take the initiative to talk to Di Taro at school."

"This situation..." Imamura Kohei sighed softly, with a look of pity in his eyes.

Kujo Ditaro took out his cell phone, checked the time, and suggested, "Let's go eat."

"No, you guys go eat. I have work this afternoon, so I'll go over first."

Kitahara Iori waved his hand and trotted out of the classroom.

Imamura Kohei yawned and asked listlessly, "Di Taro, what do you think of Iori and Kotegawa?"

"Um..."

Kujo Ditaro thought for a moment, "Man and beast...?"

"Um?!"

Imamura Kohei was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth gradually lifted. "I hadn't noticed it before you mentioned it, but now that you mention it, it's such a vivid description."

"Let's go and eat."

Kujo Ditaro had just taken two steps when he felt a slight vibration in his pocket.

I took out my cell phone and saw that it was a text message from Kamio Kiyoko. I clicked it silently to check.

【Kujo-kun, have you had lunch? 】

【I just finished class and was heading to the food court. 】

[We are also at the food court, do you want to go get something to eat together? ]

"Di Taro, what's wrong?"

Imamura Kohei walked to the door and looked back in confusion.

Kujo Ditaro put down his phone, smiled and waved his hand, "Kohei, I have something to do too, go eat by yourself."

"Why are you busy too? Okay, I'll go eat by myself then."

As soon as Kohei Imamura left, two pop-up windows, one blue and one red, appeared in front of Kujo Ditaro.