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

"Huh? You're really weird."

Hamaoka Azusa took out his phone, checked the time, and suggested, "I don't know why you're sitting here, but my intuition tells me you're hiding from something. It's not private here, so why don't you stay at my place? It's just around the corner."

Kujo Ditaro subconsciously wanted to refuse, but considering the situation just now, he thought this was a feasible solution.

Although he didn't know why Azusa Hamaoka was immune to the effects of the buff, he would rather face the rational former than the other women who went crazy at the first sight of them.

"Then I'll trouble you, Sister Zi."

"We're all from the diving club, why bother talking about trouble? Come with me, oh..."

Looking at Azusa Hamaoka stretching her body with extremely beautiful curves, Kujo Ditaro couldn't help but sigh in his heart, I'm sorry, Sawamura, I misjudged it before, this one is at least four times bigger than yours!

......

The apartment where Azusa Hamaoka lives is right at the edge of the alley.

Maybe it was because the apartment was too remote or the facilities were not complete enough, but along the way, Kujo Ditaro didn't see any other residents except an old man.

"Close the door."

After opening the door, Azusa Hamaoka walked in without paying any attention to the guest Kujo Ditaro.

hiss...

As soon as Kujo Ditaro arrived at the entrance, he saw bottles and clothes scattered everywhere, including a few black panties that were probably worn.

Considering Azusa Hamaoka's nonchalant behavior at the party and everyone's accustomed attitude, such a messy room is not really out of place.

"Well..."

Azusa Hamaoka walked to the refrigerator and took out two bottles of beer.

After casually throwing a bottle to Kujo Ditaro, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

"Sister Zi, you still have to clean the room occasionally, right?"

After looking around and not finding a suitable place to put his feet, Kujo Ditaro sighed and said, "At least you should put your underwear away. It's really hard for a man like me to put my feet in your condition."

"We don't often have people over to my house. I brought you here because I saw you were having difficulties. And since you've joined the diving club, this should be normal for you. If you haven't adapted yet, you should learn to overcome it now."

Azusa Hamaoka put down the wine jar, and a sly smile appeared on her slightly red face.

"..."

Kujo Ditaro moved his mouth, but was unable to refute.

He casually pulled the ring of the wine bottle, tilted his head back slightly and took a sip before evading the question: "Then I'll just sit here. I'll leave around five o'clock."

"Around five?"

Hamaoka Azusa sipped the rim of his wine jar and said with a smile, "By the way, what on earth happened to you? Why are you hiding like this?"

"Nothing, just a little trifle."

After Kujo Ditaro evaded the question, he changed the subject, "Sister Azusa, you're also in the diving club. What are you planning to sell for our school festival?"

Azusa Hamaoka didn't rush to reply, but sat down on a chair at the dining table.

Her long, evenly proportioned, snow-white legs were crossed on the chair. The woman, supporting herself on the table with one hand, said nonchalantly, "It should be Okonomiyaki. After all, last year's profits were good. Since there's money to be made, why not continue doing it?"

"Um...."

Kujo Ditaro originally just wanted to change the subject, so the nature of his response was not very important.

After replying with a few "hmm" and "ah", he lowered his head to look at his phone.

[Cousin, are you going home for dinner tonight? ]

"Well, I'm basically going back. At worst, I can save it for a midnight snack, or for breakfast."

[Not sure, right? I'll ask you later, okay?]

Just as Kujo Ditaro was about to reply to the text message, his shoulders suddenly felt heavy and a warm voice rang in his ears.

"Huh? Are you chatting with that little girl? No wonder you ignored me..."

“…”

Kujo Ditaro's whole body tensed up, and before he could turn around to look, a pair of snow-white and smooth arms hugged him from behind.

"Sister Zi..."

"Shh... please keep quiet. There are only elderly people living here. If you make too much noise, it will have a bad impact. It might even cause a fatal accident."

"I understand, so...I'll keep my voice down."

Kujo Ditaro held the two arms in front of him with one hand, glanced sideways, and his expression suddenly changed.

"You? No way..."

Chapter 57: Two-Sword Style? Hamaoka Kirito?

The woman's beautiful figure, like a sponge, rested on the man's back without any reservation.

Kujo Ditaro instinctively tensed his body, and his face with clear lines became three-dimensional like a Greek statue.

Glancing sideways at Hamaoka Azusa's eyes, which not only did not lose their brilliance but instead flashed with cunningness, one couldn't help but feel surprised.

"You scratched...it hurts me..." The voice was soft but not greasy, just like a kitten scratching an itch, making people's blood boil.

Looking at the woman's smirk, Kujo Ditaro thought for a moment and finally chose to let go, "Sister Azusa, what are you doing..."

Hamaoka Azusa tilted her head and smiled, her arms clasping the man's chest, her tone very kind, "Di Taro, to be honest... actually, people like you are my favorite type."

Kujo Ditaro opened his eyes wide and secretly praised in his heart, what a man with vision!

Unfortunately, most people cannot handle a girl with Azusa Hamaoka's personality, and she is even less suitable to be a girlfriend.

Also, compared to this kind of self-made mature sister, he prefers the sense of accomplishment of raising a girl from childhood.

"Sorry, Sister Zi..."

"Eh? What are you thinking about? I'm not confessing my feelings to you. Don't reject me so easily, you clumsy junior."

Hamaoka Azusa pinched Kujo Ditaro's cheek and let out a sigh of annoyance. "My personality is free and unrestrained. I won't hide the things I like. So, how about we have sex?"

“…”

Kujo Ditaro was stunned and felt a little dazed, but he quickly felt relieved.

"Sister Zi, stop joking. This is not funny."

"Huh? I'm not kidding. Don't worry, I did this willingly. I won't hold you responsible."

You don't want me to take over, do you?

Kujo Ditaro is well aware that lust is a double-edged sword. Behind the active seduction of such a beautiful woman, there are often intriguing social dangers.

For example, nine months later, your child is born?

For example....Ai is just one word, so I only spray it once?

Kujo Ditaro didn't want to make such malicious speculations, but... one must be on guard against others.

"This isn't a question of responsibility. This kind of thing involves a lot..."

"You're so ignorant! Don't make me sound like someone who would have sex with strange men. I was just kidding. It's only half true, but if you really did that, your relationship would be very strained. By the way, who were you talking to just now? Could it be your girlfriend?"

Kujo Ditaro had his neck strangled, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. Instead, he felt a strange sense of comfort.

Azusa Hamaoka didn't mind the physical contact, and there was no trace of shyness on her fair face.

Kujo Ditaro glanced sideways and couldn't help but complain in his heart, you don't look like a good girl usually, do you?

"It's my cousin. She asked me if I wanted to go back for dinner."

"There's actually a cousin, not bad. Compared to Chiori, who's cuter?"

Looking at Hamaoka Azusa's weird smile, Kujo Ditaro shook his head silently, "My sister is average looking, not as pretty as Kotegawa."

"What are you afraid of? No matter what your sister is like, I won't have any thoughts about her. But... when you said that just now, did you see through my inner preferences at the cocktail party?"

Kujo Ditaro glanced at the woman's deep eyes, pondered for a while, and then responded softly.

"Fujoshi, huh?"

“More than that.”

Azusa Hamaoka leaned close to Kujo Ditaro's ear and whispered a few words, "I'm bisexual."

Two...two swords?!

After a dead silence, Kujo Ditaro suddenly turned his head, with horror in his eyes, "You..."

Hamaoka Azusa extended his hand to make a hushing gesture and said softly, "Don't make a fuss. Besides me, you have another person by your side."

"...You mean." Kujo Ditaro frowned, his face becoming more ferocious, "Could it be... Iori?"

"Hehe." Hamaoka Azusa raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a sincere smile, "I can see that you are different from others. You will agree with Kohei and Iori being together, right?"

Kujo Ditaro's expression was solemn, he felt that the amount of information was too much and he was a little overwhelmed.

Although he had doubted the relationship between Kohei and Iori at the party, he later thought about how ruthless the two were in their fight and realized that the possibility of them getting together was really slim.

But now it seems that the two of them have a kind of happy enemies feeling...

When he thought about the fact that there was a couple sitting next to him during class, Kujo Ditaro felt a little scared.

"Don't be so repulsive. According to science, half of the people in this world are potentially bisexual, but most will never awaken in their lifetime."

Azusa Hamaoka sat aside, reached out to take the wine can from the shoe rack, tilted his head back slightly and took a sip before sighing, "To be honest, I'm very happy to meet someone like me, but Iori is very reserved in this regard, so I want to help him learn quickly."

"No wonder you let them play POCHI. So it's related to this. Are you sure?"

Kujo Ditaro shook his head thoughtfully and denied it, "Why do I feel that Iori doesn't look like a two-sword style?"

Hamaoka Azusa turned around and said with a smile, "Before I said it, did you notice me?"

Um....

Kujo Ditaro thought for a moment, then blurted out, "Fuck!"

Hamaoka Azusa stood up, put his hand on the man's shoulder, and sighed: "Di Taro, we are actually no different from everyone else, so don't mind too much, okay?"

"You misunderstood." Kujo Ditaro twisted his neck, picked up his phone, and while scrolling through the screen, he asked with a smile, "Aren't there enough weirdos in the diving club?"

Hamaoka Azusa smiled happily, drank the beer in the can in big gulps, turned around and walked into the house.

After a while, a questioning voice came from inside.

"Di Taro, didn't you ask what we were selling at the school festival? Didn't you want some Okonomiyaki?"

Kujo Ditaro responded casually, his eyes still fixed on the phone screen.

Seeing the content of the text message sent by Kamio Kiyoko, his expression gradually became strange.

[Kujo-kun, I'm sorry about what happened this afternoon. I was actually testing you. If I did anything wrong, I hope you can understand...]

...

"I've already sent it, everyone."

Kamio Kiyoko looked at the three people around her, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment.

Suzuki Keiko nodded and comforted her, "Qingzi, don't be nervous. Just do as we say. There will be no problem."

"No, you don't know how embarrassing the scene was back then. I don't even dare to think about it now."

Iida Kanaiko waved her hands and advised unhappily, "You've said it several times. We all know it's embarrassing, so we're just giving you some advice."

"Kiyori's reaction is normal. That's what a girl in love is like." Even though Yoshihara Mana has no practical experience, she has solid book knowledge.

Kamio Kiyoko sat on a chair, her arms around her knees, and replied weakly, "I don't know what got into me at the time. I was clearly on my period, but you actually suggested going to a hotel to sit down. Sigh..."

Suzuki Keiko closed one eye and livened up the atmosphere with a veteran tone, "A bloody battle, Kiyoko?"

"roll!"

"What are they saying?"

"A bloody battle? Hmm... I don't quite understand."

With a buzz, the vibration sound of the cell phone plunged the chaotic situation into an eerie silence.