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

"Wow, so elegant."

“I like this assistant.”

"What a beautiful figure..."

Hearing the shouts and screams of the people below, Kujo Ditaro's eyes flashed and he started thinking about something.

Chapter 80: Please welcome the next victim... No, assistant!

"Sawamura, what's wrong?"

Looking at Kujo Ditaro, whose eyes looked a little strange, Imamura Kohei looked suspicious.

"It's okay, let's continue."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Kitahara Iori kept shaking his head, but the crowd below not only did not show any sign of mercy, but cheered even louder.

Kujo Ditaro raised the card, and on the bright surface of the card, a handsome face with a ferocious mouth was reflected.

With a whoosh, Kitahara Iori froze, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the cards less than a few centimeters away from him.

If this card falls on me...

Before I could even think of a few seconds of worry, cards one after another, like sharp blades, flew towards me in an orderly manner with a whistling sound.

Fearing that something unexpected might happen, Kitahara Iori closed his eyes tightly and dared not move at all.

Even without the visual impact, the sound of the cards hitting the wooden board would make him tremble from time to time.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard thunderous cheers and applause from below.

has it ended?

Kitahara Iori opened his eyes, looked around at the cards, and finally felt relieved.

Kujo Ditaro turned to look at Imamura Kohei and said, "Let him loosen the rope."

"OK."

Kohei Imamura walked to the edge of the wooden board and untied the rope with quick movements.

The moment Kitahara Iori was freed, he turned around and grabbed the blond man's neck without any hesitation.

"What the hell!"

"Ah? It's okay!"

"Nothing? Go up and try if you can!"

While the two were fighting, a voice amplified by a microphone came from the front.

"Our magic show isn't over yet. Now, I'd like to invite my next assistant to perform for everyone."

"Next assistant?"

Imamura Kohei was stunned and struggled: "Let me go! I don't have this intention! You fucking..."

"Eh?" Kitahara Iori raised the corner of his mouth, relying on his physical advantage, and pressed the man to the ground with his backhand.

Kohei Imamura was unwilling to accept his fate, but the pressure on his back was too strong.

"What the hell..."

"Don't even think about it. With your nerdy body, there's no way you can defeat me."

"I was wrong before, but that was the result of rock-paper-scissors! You can't do this, we are brothers!"

"From now on, we are not!"

Looking at his former best friend begging desperately, Kitahara Iori's smile became more and more ferocious.

At the same time, Kujo Ditaro walked up to the two of them and reminded them, "It's time to start."

"OK, give me a hand. You'll definitely want to struggle later. If you can't... just remove his joints!"

"Are you a fucking human? Let me go...Yamedie!"

Even though he tried his best to resist, facing the brutality of the two men, Kohei Imamura was ultimately unable to escape his fate.

History is always strikingly similar.

Looking at the place where he used to be, Kitahara Iori deliberately walked to the side, clasping his arms with a grin.

"Hey, Kouhei, how's it going? Nice view, right?"

"You're such a heartless bastard!"

"What? Ohhh, I have to gag you, right?"

Imamura Kohei turned his head left and right, but the big hand pressing on the upper half of his face made his veins boil with hatred.

Kitahara Iori stuffed the paper ball into the bag and nodded contentedly, "Very good, very good."

"Mmmm!" Imamura Kohei stared with his eyes red.

Kitahara Iori ignored him, turned to look at Kujo Ditaro, and asked, "Sawamura, can we start?"

"Let's increase the difficulty this time and fly more at once."

After Kujo Ditaro finished speaking, he handed the microphone back to the host.

Take out a brand new box of playing cards, take out five cards from it, and then throw them out at once.

Whoosh whoosh!

Bang bang bang!

Looking at the cards stuck on the wooden board next to his face, Kohei Imamura's face froze and sweat kept dripping.

Kitahara Iori clapped his hands and made remarks without restraint, "Isn't this... getting better?"

You are worse than a pig and a dog!

Imamura Kohei glanced at the bloodshot eyes, and the last bit of conscience in his heart was finally completely annihilated...

The following plot is naturally predictable.

The three of them put on a wonderful magic show, and the other male contestants had no chance of competing at all.

After easily winning the championship, everyone returned to the diving club to celebrate with a drink.

Kujo Ditaro drank until 5:30 in the afternoon and found an excuse to leave.

"Hey."

Looking at the twin-tailed girl leaning against the wall, Kujo Ditaro narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand, saying, "You want to return the clothes, right?"

"That's right, take it." Sawamura Eriri threw the clothes in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "You can actually do magic?"

"It's just a little trick. I know everything you can think of and everything you can't think of."

Kujo Ditaro exhaled a breath of alcohol and rubbed his eyes sleepily, "Is there anything else? If not, I'll leave first."

Eriri Sawamura pursed her lips but didn't say anything. After a light hum, she left with her ponytail swinging.

As Kujo Ditaro put on his coat, he smelled a unique fragrance, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Wasn’t this dress used to cover her legs?

No...it smells a bit similar, but a little off...could it be her body odor underneath the perfume?

Kujo Ditaro shook his head and dispelled his wild thoughts.

Just as he was about to take action, he heard shouts from behind him.

"Sawamura, I forgot to tell you that there will be an award ceremony tomorrow, remember to come."

"Awards? You mean the men's competition?"

Kujo Ditaro turned around, looked at Kitahara Iori who ran up to him, and said evasively, "Forget it, you guys can go. I can't come tomorrow because I have something to do."

"What? This is basically your work. Kouhei and I are just assistants, so you still have to take the stage."

"No, I'll let you guys do this. I'm really sorry, but I'll just give you a share of the prize money."

"Okay, just join the club, and you'll definitely have a share when the time comes."

Kitahara Iori smiled and spoke in a gentle tone.

Kujo Ditaro waved his hands and grinned, "Don't play these little tricks with me. I'm not from your school. If it weren't for the school festival, I wouldn't be here."

"It doesn't matter. We are an inter-school club. Even if you are from another school, we can still accept you..."

Kitahara Iori was halfway through his speech when he suddenly realized something and changed his words: "I made a mistake. There may also be restrictions on cross-school clubs. I'll ask the seniors for the specific situation..."

"No, I didn't go to college."

Kujo Ditaro didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer, so after completely blocking the possibility of joining the club, he said goodbye and left in a cool manner.

Kitahara Iori moved his mouth, but ultimately did not speak to keep him.

This is how life is. As you stop and go, there will always be inevitable regrets and helplessness.

Looking at the figure walking away, the man hesitated for a long time and finally touched his inner pocket.

"Eh? Where's my money? Where's my ten thousand dollars? Wait... you old thief Kohei!!"

Chapter 81: Cheating scene?

The reason why I don’t hang out with the diving club for too long is mainly because I’m worried that I’ll become unconscious after drinking and forget the time limit for recovery.

Kujo Ditaro prepares to leave school, but it doesn't go too smoothly.

In addition to being dissuaded by Kitahara Iori, he also met a bunch of drunk little fans.

"Aren't you the guy who performs magic in the men's competition?"

"Hey, do you want to go drink with us?"

"Yes, yes, we still want to see your magic tricks."

Looking at the girls surrounding him, Kujo Ditaro waved his hands and tried to explain, but to little effect.

Maybe it was the effect of alcohol, but several girls wearing short sleeves and light makeup not only didn't care about each other's physical contact, but got closer and closer.

Because of the buff incident last time, Kujo Ditaro was not nervous at the moment and was more comfortable in refusing.

"Eh? Okay, see you next time handsome."

After many failed invitations, the girls stopped forcing it.

Watching their departing backs, Kujo Ditaro straightened his clothes and muttered with disdain.

"I haven't seen you stop me before, it's because I'm handsome, just a face control... Haha, just like me!"

After leaving school, Kujo Ditaro wanted to find a place to rest.

To be honest, after all the work he had done today and the huge amount of liquor he had consumed, even his physique made him feel a little tired.

However, in order to avoid the embarrassing situation of triggering system options in his dreams, he did not dare to sleep during the time he was in the diving club.

Um...hotel?

Why not rest here, check out before the transformation is over, and finally go to the bathroom to recover...

After thinking for a moment, Kujo Ditaro walked into the hotel.

.....

It's about nine o'clock in the evening.

Kujo Ditaro walked out of the hotel and opened his mouth sleepily when he heard a familiar voice calling from the side.

"Di Taro...why did you come out of the hotel?"

"Ok?"

Kujo Ditaro turned around in surprise and looked at the three women carrying shopping bags with a somewhat surprised expression.

Kamio Kiyoko had a calm expression and asked as she walked step by step.