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

"I'm not as mean as you think. What I mean is, if the true atmosphere in our diving club gets to Qingzi..."

"What are you two planning?"

The two men looked back and saw Kohei Imamura handing them two cans of beer, and they casually reached out to take them.

Kitahara Iori raised his head and began to explain while pulling open the ring of the can.

"The new guy over there is his girlfriend's good friend. Is this job interesting?"

"Huh? There's such a thing? Is your girlfriend so cruel that she would destroy her friends?"

"You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. You two are truly a match made in heaven..."

The scene of the three people scolding each other with distorted faces caught the eyes of many people.

Maybe it was out of habit, but except for Yoshihara Mana, no one reacted.

"Qiansha, don't they care?"

"It's okay, those three are just like that, you just get used to it."

Chisa Furukawa took out an atlas and said with interest, "Aina, you should like diving, right?"

"Yeah, I quite like it. Being able to experience the underwater scenery with my own eyes will leave a lasting impression on my life."

The blue-haired girl's answer made Chisa Kotegawa's eyes sparkle with a different light. "Yes, you're right. The scenery under the sea is very beautiful, so... we should ignore the situation on land, right?"

Sensing the strange changes around her, Yoshihara Mana's face suddenly changed, and her speech became slurred. "He, he, what are they doing..."

"Come on, Aina, let's look at the pictures."

Chisa Furukawa held up the album and forcibly changed the subject, "This is what we took underwater. Isn't it great?"

"(⊙o⊙)..."

Mana Yoshihara was a little confused, but when she recalled her friend's advice last night, her mood recovered a little.

This is the path I have chosen. Even if it is a little strange, I have to work hard to keep going.

It's a diving club, so taking off clothes is normal. I'm really making a fuss...

After some self-hypnosis, the girl really diverted her attention.

"Hmm, these are really beautiful pictures. I really want to go down to the sea and see them with my own eyes."

"There will be a chance, and when the time comes, you will definitely like that feeling. By the way, I will give you a book next time. It will help you understand diving better."

"Ah? Really? That's not good..."

The two women didn't know how beautiful they looked in the eyes of outsiders at this moment.

Kitahara Iori looked away, his voice choking, "Those two...are really out of tune."

"They joined the diving club...it's a sin." Kohei Imamura clenched his fists and his whole body trembled slightly.

"Have you finally found your conscience? Honestly, I don't even want to expose you."

Kujo Ditaro's words made the corners of their mouths rise wildly at the same time.

"Yeah, yeah..." Kitahara Iori waved his hands, laughing a little recklessly, "When I think about how normal they used to be..."

Imamura Kohei smiled grimly, and the conversation flowed seamlessly, "We can't help but think..."

"You are such beasts..." Kujo Ditaro sighed softly, his expression suddenly ferocious, "...they will become corrupted in the future."

"What are you doing, laughing so strangely?"

Azusa Hamaoka, who had returned at some point, walked up to the three of them with a chuckle.

"Tell me, is there anything fun we can do? Let's play together."

"By the way, Sister Zi, who tricked you into joining the diving club?"

"Lie? Your life experiences are a bit strange. Isn't joining a club all about catering to their interests?"

"You guys chat, I'll leave for a while."

Kujo Ditaro walked outside the club with his vibrating cell phone and answered the call.

"Hey, Dad, what do you want from me?"

"Didn't you ask me about buying a car a while ago? Well, a friend of mine in Neon owes me money, but he's in financial trouble, so he's pawning his car off to me. It's a Toyota Prado, less than a year old. It's a bit of a loss, but there's nothing I can do about it. You should go transfer the car to your name this weekend, got it?"

"Toyota, okay? Email me anything that needs attention."

"Alas, you got the advantage in the end. It's so sad!"

After hanging up the phone nonchalantly, Kujo Ditaro immediately searched for information about Toyota Prado on the Internet.

Chapter 91: Urge, urge, urge...hurry me, right?

Kujo Ditaro wanted a car, but he didn't understand the market price of cars.

In his opinion, the price of a Toyota car would not be too high, and it is estimated to be around two to three million.

However, what surprised him was that the starting price of this Toyota car named Prado was over six million.

More than six million...

Kujo Ditaro flipped through the screen, looked at it for a while, and then muttered, "This off-road SUV model does suit my physique, but I think the fuel consumption will be very high. I bought it less than a year ago, so it's barely suitable for me to practice. Forget it, with my reaction speed, these are all things I can handle..."

With a buzz, a text message popped up.

Kujo Ditaro opened the text message and checked it. There wasn't much content in it, just some things to pay attention to when transferring the property, and the phone number of the person who owed the money.

In order to get things done quickly, he didn't wait until the weekend but made a call on the spot.

After making an appointment to meet someone at noon tomorrow, Kujo Ditaro put away his phone and returned to the classroom in a happy mood.

.....

The school festival at Izu University lasts only two days, and after it ends it is the weekend that students traditionally look forward to.

Compared to high school students who cannot work part-time, college students basically have part-time jobs on weekends.

However, Kujo Ditaro, who comes from a relatively well-off family, has never had any working experience.

There was no way. Although his parents seemed reluctant on the surface, they actually never failed to give him the living expenses they were supposed to give him privately. The amount was much more than that of ordinary college students.

Of course, even so, Kujo Ditaro is still very poor.

It’s not that he is poor in the literal sense, but some of the things he wants to buy are too expensive.

When people are unable to meet their material needs, they will sigh and wonder why they are so poor!

Kujo Ditaro spent the entire Saturday afternoon busy with the car transfer process.

Because he didn't know much about the ins and outs of this business, he could only follow the original owner around. Fortunately, the progress was smooth.

After the incident, the original car owner was still very emotional about him, trying to create the impression that he had suffered a great loss.

"You don't know, I bought this car with the top model, which cost me nearly 10 million. I even had it modified and equipped with a refrigerator in the back..."

"Life is truly a drama. He used to be the company president, but now he's so poor that he's selling off his property. Sigh, sometimes I envy your parents. They don't own their own company, but they're executives at big companies. Their lives are much more comfortable than those of us company presidents..."

"This car is actually quite good. Your dad didn't lose much money on it. Besides, if you don't take it now, you might end up with nothing if you wait for a while..."

After listening to more than half an hour of chatter, Kujo Ditaro finally sent the person to the destination.

Although there were some minor flaws in the transaction process, the result was still good.

According to the original owner, this car is not only top-of-the-line, but has also been modified, with a small refrigerator in the trunk....

However, even though you may spend a lot of money on a car, its value will be greatly reduced once you sell it.

Also, you can buy this car for 10 million, but this transferred car is not worth 10 million.

Thinking of his father's helpless tone with gritted teeth, Kujo Ditaro finally understood that they must have lost a lot in this debt-to-asset transaction.

However, there is no way. According to that person's situation, being able to get a car back now is already a blessing in disguise.

If you hold on to the actual debt, you may end up losing both your money and your life.

Didi!

There was a horn honking from behind, and Kujo Ditaro turned the steering wheel without thinking.

Due to the land restrictions in Japan, the roads are not very wide, and it is really troublesome to turn around for an SUV like his.

However, what made him most angry was that the honking of horns from behind never stopped.

Can’t you see I’m turning around? Hurry, hurry, hurry...hurry me!

Kujo Ditaro got angry and silently rolled down the car window. Without saying anything, he put his arms outside the window.

The explosive muscles that bring visual impact appear even more powerful under the setting sun.

Somehow, the rhythmic horn sound suddenly disappeared.

Kujo Ditaro rested one arm on the window, while his other hand slowly turned the steering wheel.

His movements were not fast, but at this moment the field was surprisingly quiet.

And this is the tacit understanding in a harmonious society.

As long as you give the other party some appropriate communication, the other party will understand you and even make reasonable concessions for you.

You see...this is communication.

Seeing the car moving to the left, Kujo Ditaro stepped on the accelerator, and the tall and spacious Prado roared away.

...

Buzz!

Kujo Ditaro answered the phone while driving.

"Hey, Iori, what's up?"

"Di Taro, we're having a reception for the newlyweds tonight. Is that okay with you?"

"Yeah...I see. I'll be there later."

He glanced at his phone and saw that it was already past five in the afternoon. He didn't delay any longer and turned around and headed towards Grand Blue.

Passing by a gas station, after remembering the displacement of the car, Kujo Ditaro stopped and filled up the tank despite the fuel gauge still having half empty.

To be honest, this kind of 4.0-liter off-road vehicle is really not suitable for college students. After all, a barrel of oil costs nearly yuan.

However, for someone with a physique like his, driving other cars would not only be restrictive but also look awkward, except for this kind of spacious off-road vehicle.

"Um...."

After circling the roadside and finally finding a parking space, Kujo Ditaro discovered that the space was a bit narrow.

It’s not that the parking space is too narrow, but the two cars in front and behind are parked a little beyond the boundary.

Kujo Ditaro tried to pour it in several times, but failed.

After a moment's thought, he got out of the driver's seat and glanced around casually.

After confirming that no one was passing by, he walked swiftly to the back of the car in front and silently gave it a push.

The car weighing several tons had no dignity at this moment and was easily pushed a short distance.

Kujo Ditaro took a few steps back, made sure the parking space was wide enough, and immediately backed the car in.

Not long after he left, a maturely dressed female driver stood beside the car with a confused look on her face.

"Eh? Didn't I pull the handbrake? Why did the car slide away? Fortunately, it didn't hit other cars..."

"Hey... why can't I pour it out? The car in front doesn't have a license plate, eh? And why doesn't the one behind it have one either!?"

"Oh my god, are you kidding me? How are you supposed to get on the road without a license? Ahhhh..."

Kujo Ditaro didn't know that his casual behavior indirectly led to the collapse of a female driver.

After walking for a few minutes, the Grand Blue sign that was visible in the distance was now right in front of us.

Just as he was about to approach the house, two figures rushed out.

"Di Taro? You're just in time. Let's go shopping together."

Chapter 92: The breath of philosophy has awakened?