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

"Girl, are you crazy?"

"Are you not mistaken?"

Kujo Ditaro grabbed the two men's necks, exerting force secretly while asking the questions in his mind.

"What did you say? Going to the gym with me? You might have misunderstood. I'm really not a professional."

"no...."

The black-haired girl was halfway through her words when she suddenly covered her mouth with her hands and her voice became slightly lower.

"Gulu... I don't need you to teach me fitness specifically. Just let me watch and learn from the side, okay?"

"But I'm really not a professional. You won't learn anything from me, and you'll only mislead others."

Kujo Ditaro didn't think much about it. After loosening his arms a little, he said, "I'm here with a friend. It's not convenient for you to come with me, so let's talk about it next time."

"well...?"

Looking at the three people walking past her, the black-haired girl had a depressed look on her face, but the corners of her mouth kept rising, and there was even a hint of crystal glint in her eyes.

So big, so strong, I like it...

Even through his clothes, I can clearly feel how perfect his muscles are...

It's really too perfect, how can there be such a perfect person in the world...

I can’t take it anymore…my mouth is watering…

.....

"That girl is pretty good, but it's a pity that she's so young and her eyesight is not good enough."

Kitahara Iori sighed, his face gradually distorted, "Even if you don't like me, Kouhei is not good enough. What's wrong with the aesthetic standards of girls nowadays?"

Imamura Kohei was delighted and said eagerly, "I didn't quite believe it before, but now I realize that Di Taro is right. Girls really do like boys who feel secure. Once I become like my senior, that should be enough."

Kujo Ditaro grabbed the two men's necks and began to whisper devilishly.

"You see, I'm not kidding you, strong men are very popular."

"I'll tell you something. In three years at most, strong men will replace young hunks."

"By then... you will all become real people."

Needless to say, Kohei Imamura had already been successfully brainwashed, so he responded very readily.

Kitahara Iori's stance is firm, or perhaps it can be said that... he is unmoved due to his poverty and lack of ambition.

Kujo Ditaro was not in a hurry. In his opinion, it was enough to drag Imamura Kohei into the water.

"Everyone, this is our SILVER MANGYM training room."

"We have the most comprehensive fitness equipment and the most professional trainers in the world..."

"As you can see, this kind of positive atmosphere is a good psychological spice for fitness..."

The staff member worked hard to introduce the service, and his intention was obvious: he wanted the three people to apply for the cards.

Kujo Ditaro waved his hand, indicating that they should talk about this matter after finishing the practice.

The staff member understood and bowed before leaving.

"Di Taro, there's a bit of philosophy here, full of explosive muscles."

Kohei Imamura looked around, amazed, and asked the question that concerned him most.

"Which one is the most effective and easiest? I want to achieve minor success in a week, major success in a month, and then..."

"Yes, Iori, go ahead and beat him to death!"

Kitahara Iori was very considerate and rolled up his sleeves to take action.

Imamura Kohei waved his hands repeatedly and tried to excuse himself with a wry smile.

"I was just joking to liven up the atmosphere. It'll be over with a laugh, hahaha..."

Kujo Ditaro didn't pursue the matter. After looking around, he frowned and said, "The gym in town is okay. It doesn't matter whether you wear workout clothes or not. But this one feels too professional. We'll look out of place if we go there. Besides, the pants we wear aren't suitable for exercise."

"Ah? What's the big deal? If the clothes don't fit, we can just take them off and get in."

Kitahara Iori habitually wanted to take off his pants, but was stopped.

"Don't mess around, you're not ashamed, but we still have some dignity to protect."

After Kujo Ditaro withdrew his hand, he turned to look at the counter in the distance and said, "If all else fails, let's go buy some fitness clothes. I think they probably sell them here."

"Di Taro... there is... there is a nympho."

Chapter 107: Can I touch it...

Imamura Kohei's trembling voice caught the attention of Kujo Ditaro.

He looked back and saw an elegant girl standing at the entrance of the training ground.

The girl had long straight black hair that fell behind her, her skin was white and smooth, her features were regular and beautiful, and her figure was curvy...

Isn't this the girl from before?

Kujo Ditaro withdrew his gaze and whispered, "What are you talking about? What if someone hears you?"

"No, she just... Anyway, Ditaro, just be careful."

There was a trace of sweat on Imamura Kohei's face, and his voice was slightly hesitant.

Kujo Ditaro disagrees. After all, there are always perverts around him.

The three of them walked to the counter and after asking, they found out that there were indeed fitness clothes for sale.

It wasn't expensive, but Kitahara Iori, a poor man, felt a little distressed.

After changing into his gym clothes, Kujo Ditaro suddenly realized a problem.

That is....

With such a strong physique, he can easily find fitness clothes that fit him here.

We have to admit that SILVER MANGYM's professionalism is indeed a benchmark in the industry.

"Di Taro, it's a bit explosive."

Kitahara Iori looked at the muscular man in front of him and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"You've seen it all, right? It's no different than when I was wearing a diving suit."

"They're completely different, aren't they? They're like diving suits and fitness suits, and they don't show your arms..."

Kujo Ditaro looked down at himself and found that he was indeed more visually impactful in his fitness clothes than in his diving suit.

In addition, he looks like a professional in his fitness clothes.

"Let's go."

After the three returned to the training room, they met a muscular man head-on.

The tough guy had a smile on his face, his eyes slightly narrowed, and his tone was quite friendly.

"Hello, I'm SILVER MANGYM's trainer, Jie Xiong."

"If you have any questions, feel free to ask me, and this gentleman..."

Kujo Ditaro waved his hand and interrupted, "Hello, Coach Jiexiong, my two friends don't know much about this. Would it be convenient for you to take them for some training?"

"Of course, no problem." Jie Xiong nodded and asked the two of them, "Which part do you want to start from?"

"I want the fastest training possible, and it's for the whole body."

Kohei Imamura was eager to try and had a positive attitude.

Kitahara Iori scratched his head and agreed with a smile.

"Okay, I understand. Come with me."

Looking at the three people leaving together, Kujo Ditaro breathed a sigh of relief.

As expected, with a physique like mine, people often ask all sorts of questions...

I don't know anything about fitness, so it's useless for you to ask me, alas...

It seems that we should go to places like gyms less often...

Kujo Ditaro shook his head, turned around and walked to a treadmill to do aerobic exercise.

"Great..."

"Perfect... Every muscle seems to be carefully crafted..."

"No... Just looking at this, I can eat three bowls of rice..."

Behind the wall pillar, the black-haired girl's face was flushed, the corners of her mouth were exaggeratedly raised, and there was even a hint of crystal drops.

Kujo Ditaro seemed to sense something and subconsciously turned his head to look.

Looking at the peeping girl hiding behind the corner, his expression changed a little.

What's wrong with this girl? Is she really a nympho?

What's wrong with girls these days? The more beautiful they are, the weirder their habits become?

Never mind, just pretend you didn't see it...

Kujo Ditaro ran without looking around.

Perhaps because her inner throbbing intensified, the black-haired girl was no longer satisfied with her peeping.

Buzz!

Kujo Ditaro glanced sideways and saw the black-haired girl jogging, feeling a little puzzled.

I can tolerate you peeping in the dark, but what do you mean by jumping around on my face?

If peeping at men is not illegal, then you can do whatever you want?

Believe it or not....

Kujo Ditaro stopped complaining in his heart, ran for a while with a heavy heart, and then silently stopped the treadmill.

The black-haired girl lowered her eyes in disappointment, but did not stop jogging.

"Um... Miss Zouruin, right?"

After thinking for a while, Kujo Ditaro decided to show his hand.

The black-haired girl paused the treadmill and nodded, "Yes, my name is Zouruin Akemi."

"My name is Kujo Ditaro, Miss Zouyuan, I'd like to ask if you know anyone about the Zouyuan Group."

"I know, that's my parents' company."

"(⊙o⊙)..."

Kujo Ditaro was shocked, but asked calmly, "Why would a young lady like you come to the gym? It's not appropriate, is it?"

"No." Zou Ruyuan Zhumei smiled and explained, "I think fitness is meaningless if you don't do it in the gym. If Kujo-kun likes watching movies, you can understand the difference between watching at home and in the cinema, right?"

"Um..."

Kujo Ditaro nodded stiffly, and began to feel torn.

Holy shit... this girl is really the daughter of the Zou Ryuin Group...

Both her parents are employees of her family, so they can only persuade her kindly...

Alas...the rich people nowadays really don't understand education...

"Ms. Zou Ryuin, what you said makes sense. By the way, do you like fitness?"

"Yes, I like it very much."

Zou Ryuin Akemi crossed her arms, her eyes becoming increasingly blurry. "In my opinion, someone like Kujo-san is truly a treasure of humanity!"

The eldest lady is different, she has great taste!

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and said modestly: "You are too kind. There are actually many people who are better than me."

"not at all."