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

"You! I suspect you're up to something! This..."

"Iori, a man should be willing to accept defeat. How can you not afford to play?"

Before Kujo Ditaro could speak, Hamaoka Azusa expressed her opinion.

Sister Zi! Did you write this?!

Kitahara Iori's eyes were bloodshot and his teeth were clenched as he silently turned his head to look at the only blond man present.

The corner of Imamura Kohei's mouth twitched, and he took a step back with a distorted expression, "Isn't senior also blonde, Iori?"

"Me? I have blond hair, and you have blond hair, Kohei-kun."

Shou Longjiro pointed at his hair, with the corners of his mouth raised strangely.

Kohei Imamura looked around, trying to find an excuse to escape.

Kitahara Iori didn't give the blond man a chance, grabbed his shoulders, and squeezed out a word through gritted teeth.

"My dear, I wouldn't mind even if you were a man."

"You...destroyed my Dao heart! Lalazi-chan! I'm so sorry! I've been polluted..."

"That woman again? Kohei, you only have eyes for me!"

"Get out of here!"

"Kiss one, kiss one... ah ah ah!"

Azusa Hamaoka clasped his fists, his whole body trembling with excitement.

This woman....

Yoshihara Mana's eyes widened, and when she realized something, she was extremely scared!

Kujo Ditaro remained indifferent. He casually pulled out a piece of paper and said in surprise, "This is... Please say "I love you" to the person you think is closest to you here."

Chapter 95: A man and a woman, living alone in a room?

"Really."

Imamura Kohei wiped his mouth, and there was a faint scarlet light in his eyes.

Kitahara Iori took a step back and said, "Kohei, I don't think we are the closest people..."

"How could that be, Iori? Didn't you say that I only have eyes for you?"

Imamura Kohei took the initiative, his smile becoming more and more strange, "Is that so, Iori?"

"Don't...it will leave a psychological trauma..." Kitahara Iori wanted to escape, but his shoulders were pinched.

Imamura Kohei raised his face, his features gradually distorted, and his words became even more ruthless, "Iori... I love you!"

"Well...."

Kujo Ditaro caught the purple-haired woman who fell backwards in time and whispered, "Are you okay, Sister Azusa?"

"It's fulfilled, my wish has been fulfilled..." Hamaoka Azusa smiled happily and slowly closed his eyes.

"Hold on, Sister Azusa!" Kujo Ditaro showed a sad face and suddenly cooperated with the acting, "As long as you don't stop, the road will extend infinitely..."

No, these guys...

Mana Yoshihara covered her face with her hands, feeling extremely desperate.

Chisa Furukawa suddenly patted the girl's back and gave her appropriate comfort.

"Aina, take your time, everything will be fine."

"It's so hard for me. I often think...I just don't fit in!"

"It's okay. At the beginning, everyone is quite reserved. Wait for you to get used to it..."

"Wow... My idea of a diving club is that everyone dives together, then comes ashore and shares the joy, and then..."

Before the girl could finish her words, she felt something strange beside her.

Mana Yoshihara raised her head slightly, and was stunned by the long-haired woman she saw.

Nanaka Furukawa held the girl's hands, her eyes filled with strange light.

"Aica, everything will be fine. Don't worry or be sad. In the future..."

"You sound..."

Mana Yoshihara tried to pull her hand away, but was met with a huge force.

The corners of Furutegawa Nanaka's lips curled up, and her smile became even more sinister.

"Aica-chan, listen to me..."

His eyes are dull!

Mana Yoshihara quickly turned around, trying to find support to rescue her.

However, what made her despair was that Chisa Furukawa, who had comforted her before, now glanced away mercilessly.

Are you a monster?! You're just going to throw it away after you use it?

I'm sorry, Ai-chan, my sister has become so weird! I'm scared!

After a moment of silence in her heart, Chisa Furukawa stood up and left quickly.

"Chisa!"

"Aina, there are only two of us left now, come..."

"We...don't come over here!"

The scene was chaotic for a long time, and even the subsequent hide-and-seek game did not go smoothly.

.....

night.

Five adult men were sitting in a shabby and small room.

Kitahara Iori paused the video on his laptop and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Not bad, seventy-five points."

"This is the new model I bought this afternoon. Okay, it looks like I need to show you something more exciting."

"This taste... unique."

"Iori, can't you do some anime?"

"Today is Europe and America, the anime section will be next time."

Everyone was talking and the door suddenly opened.

"you..."

Chisa Furukawa moved her lips slightly, silently put down the fruit plate, pulled the door open and left.

"It's not a big deal, let's continue."

Everyone ate fruit while enjoying the movie.

After an unknown amount of time, the door slowly opened.

"What are you doing?"

"Sister Zi, we are appreciating foreign culture, intending to take its essence and discard its dross..."

"speak English."

"Let's watch a movie, Sister Zi."

Azusa Hamaoka thought for a moment and chose to join in.

The six people held their chins high and observed foreign culture attentively.

Time passed minute by minute, until the list of filming crew appeared on the screen, and Kitahara Iori asked for ratings again.

"Seventy-five points."

"Eighty points."

"Sixty points..."

Listening to the scores given by everyone, Kitahara Iori was surprised, "This doesn't satisfy you? What kind of experiences do you usually have?"

"Okay, that's enough for today. I'm going back to bed."

Kujo Ditaro was the first to leave, followed by the others.

Finally, there were only two men left in the room.

"Eh? Kouhei, why aren't you leaving yet?"

"I want to watch anime, can you lend me your computer?"

"Okay, keep your voice down. I'm going to sleep first."

...

As soon as Kujo Ditaro returned to the guest room, someone followed him in.

"Di Taro, the two of them are alone again. Maybe something will happen tonight."

"Sister Zi, I'm also sleepy today. Let's talk about this next time."

"Are you sleepy already?"

Hamaoka Azusa was greatly disappointed and sighed regretfully, "I thought you would be very interested in this."

"Okay, okay, let's talk next time."

Kujo Ditaro took off his clothes, lay down and said, "Close the door for me, good night."

"Good night."

The door slowly closed, but the sound did not fade away.

Kujo Ditaro sat up and looked at the purple-haired woman lying on the side next to him, and asked in surprise: "Sister Azusa, what are you doing?"

Hamaoka Azusa waved his hand lazily, "Go to sleep, oh... I'm sleepy too, good night."

"What good night? No, don't you have your own room?"

"No, I always sleep in other people's rooms. It's okay. Are you still worried that I will do something to you?"

"If you want to sleep with someone, go and sleep with Sister Nanahua. Isn't that what you want to do the most?"

Kujo Ditaro's words elicited a murmured response from Hamaoka Azusa.

"Stop talking...I'm sleepy..."

"(⊙o⊙)..."

Kujo Ditaro stood up, feeling a little embarrassed.

If it were normal, he wouldn't mind Hamaoka Azusa sleeping here, but the problem is... Yoshihara Mana is here!

After a little thought, Kujo Ditaro walked out of the room and came to the door of the small shabby house.

"Kengping, be gentle!"

"Oh...I see..."

"You...I want to sleep, please stop it?"

"The last time, really the last time..."

"..."

Listening to the strange conversation coming from inside, Kujo Ditaro didn't want to delve into it or think about it too much.

He walked back to the room silently and looked at the purple-haired woman sleeping on her back with his brows slightly furrowed.

I'm such a piece of shit. This place is a den of perverts, how can I have the concerns of a normal person?!

It seems...I'm still not perverted enough.

Kujo Ditaro lay down, and his eyes slowly closed as he thought deeply.