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

You know, no one in this family who plays cards can win.

Therefore, the next game of cards will directly make his already tight wallet even worse.

"Don't gamble..."

Kamio Kiyoko tugged at Kujo Ditaro's sleeve and whispered, "My dad is really good at playing cards. Don't play with him for money. It's totally unnecessary."

"Qingzi, let's just have a little gambling to cheer ourselves up. We'll have dinner soon, so a few rounds will be enough. Go help your mom."

"I don't need your help in the kitchen anymore, Dad."

"Uncle, Qingzi is sitting like this, how do you bet?"

"Hmm.... The base bet is 1,000 per round. The loser then looks at how many cards are left and keeps a hundred for each one. Bombs and the like won't be doubled. Is that acceptable?"

To be honest, Kujo Toitaro has been doing quite well recently.

In order to avoid imprisonment, the four troublemakers negotiated with him privately.

Although they wanted to make a killing, the four of them were not from wealthy families, and when they apologized, they almost had to kneel down in public.

Faced with that situation, he couldn't ask for an exorbitant amount, so he simply proposed a compensation agreement of 100,000 yuan per person according to his minimum needs.

One hundred thousand per person is not a lot, and the four people gave it very readily. After receiving the money, Kujo Ditaro also signed an agreement not to pursue any responsibility.

"can."

"Okay, let's get started."

Kujo Ditaro took the deck of cards, took a look at the cards, and directly took the landlord position.

Kiyoko Kamio raised her head, but still couldn't see the cards, and felt a little depressed.

Kujo Ditaro lowered his arm appropriately and then threw out a four.

Kamio's father took a seven, and Kamiosuke smiled and threw out a two.

"..."

Kujo Ditaro pursed his lips and nodded to indicate that he should play his card.

"A three."

"What the hell..."

Kamio's father raised his hand, but finally held back.

Kujo Ditaro secretly made up his mind that from now on, no matter what the cards were, the landlord must grab them.

"A seven."

"One two."

"Xiao Wang."

Kamio's father glanced over and squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth, "I am your rival!"

"Sorry, I played the card subconsciously." Kamiosuke scratched his head and threw out a one-on-four with a wry smile.

"You took my card with the king, and you actually played a pair of fours?"

"Uncle, when playing cards, you have to play with a smile."

Kujo Ditaro took the one-on-five and reminded, "It's your turn, uncle."

"I won't go out, you come."

Kamio's father looked to his side, but received no response.

Kamiosuke closed his hand and shook his head, saying, "I don't have a pair of cards anymore, Di Taro, you go."

"Oh? Sorry, the flight is over."

“…”

Kiyoko Kamio took out the notepad on her phone and wrote down the scores of the three players with ease.

Kamio's father took a deep breath, smiled, and took the cards on the table.

"Let's continue."

"Rob the landlord."

"..."

Kujo Ditaro sighed and silently sorted out his cards.

Kamio's father raised the corner of his mouth and calmly threw out a six.

"One for two."

"...don't want."

"Hey, playing cards requires playing with a smile, and I don't want it either."

Kamiosuke laughed heartily and played a staggering eight consecutive pairs.

“…”

Kamio's father moved his lips slightly, and the playing cards in his hand fell to the table with a clatter.

Kujo Ditaro clapped his hands and laughed, agreeing, "Uncle is right. When playing cards, you really should play with a smile."

"Dad, you have to pay two, and you only played one card, so... you lost 5800 in one hand."

“I’m really…”

Kamio's father suppressed the throbbing of the evil son beside him and nodded calmly.

"It's just a small amount of money. Let's continue."

Chapter 67: Qingzi’s room must be pure, right?

Two bombs, five consecutive pairs, one against three, we're safe!

Kamio's father looked at the cards in his hand and raised a sinister smile.

He glanced at his son beside him and saw that he looked worried, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"Uncle, play your cards."

"Five pairs in a row."

".....You don't have any cards?"

Seeing Kamiosuke's sad expression, Kujo Ditaro mentioned something.

"Well...you go first."

"I don't want it either."

"Eh? Are the cards so bad? Tsk tsk... one against three."

After Kamio's father threw two cards, he leaned back quite conceitedly.

"A pair... I don't want it."

"You don't want this either? Eh... a pair of queens."

"Di Taro, sorry, the game is over."

After Kamio's father threw out Bomb Four, he raised the remaining cards with confidence of victory.

"You don't want any of them, right? Then I..."

"Eh? Four cards. Finally someone plays four cards. I'll play four sevens."

Kamiosuke's exclamation caused a subtle change in the atmosphere in the venue.

Kamio's father looked at the four sixes in his hand and sneered, "I don't believe you can beat me with your thirteen cards. You play!"

"Um... Four Ks."

"Eh...? I don't want it. Uncle, you do it."

"I...I don't want it either."

Kamiosuke smiled and drew four cards again.

Looking at the four aces on the table, Kamio's father held the four sixes tightly in his hand.

"I do not want."

"You go out!"

"The four 2s lead to a little king."

Kujo Ditaro patted his shoulder and encouraged him, "You played your cards quite well."

Kamiosuke laughed heartily, and the atmosphere between them was indescribably harmonious.

Kamio's father's face was gloomy, his expression becoming increasingly distorted. He silently put down his cards and suggested, "This popular game in China is quite ordinary. How about we try another one?"

"Eh?" Kujo Ditaro raised a sinister grin, a faint blue light in his eyes. "Uncle, playing cards is fun when you win and lose. Why do you want to change the game when you lose?"

"No, I see Qingzi also wants to play, but Landlord can only be played by three people..."

"Dad, don't talk nonsense. I just want to watch you play..."

"Well...okay...let's continue."

The next hand of cards was nothing short of tragic.

It’s not that Kujo Ditaro lost so badly, but that Kamio’s father has been distorted by the game.

The three of them only played a dozen or so games, but the liquid funds in them had reached more than 80,000 yuan.

That’s right, because of the uncertainty factor of Kamiosuke, even Kamio’s father, who has excellent card skills, lost miserably.

After paying the bill with frustration, this man who had experienced many ups and downs fell into contemplation of life.

How could this happen... How could this happen... How could I lose...

"Is your dad okay?"

Looking at the depressed person on the sofa, Kujo Ditaro turned his head and asked the petite girl beside him.

Kamio Kiyoko shook her head and said unhappily, "It's okay. He was fooled by my brother. Just calm down for a while."

"Actually, I really didn't mean to win any money. How about this? I'll give you this money, and it won't count as winning your dad's money."

"Whoever wins gets it. You don't have to be like this. It's not that my dad can't stand losing, it's just that my brother broke his mentality."

While Kujo Ditaro was hesitating, a gentle shout came from the kitchen.

"Everyone, dinner is ready, you can eat now."

"Let's go, let's go eat."

.....

"Di Taro, can I call you that?"

"Auntie, you can call me whatever you want."

Kamio's mother wore a gentle smile and kept asking about trivial matters.

Kujo Ditaro countered each move and answered basically smoothly.

About half an hour later, everyone left the table.

At the suggestion of Kamio's mother, Kujo Ditaro went to Kamio Kiyoko's room.

"Cough cough."

Kujo Ditaro sat on the chair next to the desk, looking around with excitement in his eyes.

With a creak, the woman who pushed the door open was none other than... Kamio's mother.

"Auntie."

Kujo Ditaro stood up, feeling a little surprised, but quickly relieved.

After all, he's a boss, so isn't it normal for his skills to have a longer reading time?