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

"I've already said that you can't touch a tiger's butt, so why bother to commit suicide?"

Kitahara Iori stood aside, his hands folded in front of his crotch, a happy smile on his hideous and distorted face.

Imamura Kohei raised his head, stammered out the paper ball, and gasped, "You...you are trespassing..."

"What do you mean by trespassing? We're just friends having a party, understand, Kouhei-kun."

Kujo Ditaro took the potato chips from the coffee table, glanced at the date, and opened them without hesitation to enjoy them.

Kitahara Iori followed suit, took a bag of Cheetos and started eating them with relish.

"Di Taro, I can delete the photos, but I have a condition..."

"Bakayarō! How dare you make demands on Big Brother? You're so arrogant!"

Ignoring the large hand on his head, Imamura Kohei said with difficulty, "It was Iori who came up with the idea of taking the photo. Di Taro..."

Kitahara Iori picked up the paper ball on the ground and tried to stuff it into the mouth of the person below.

While struggling desperately, Kohei Imamura kept revealing what happened at that time.

"It's him. He's jealous of you...that's why he came up with such a bad idea."

"He said you wouldn't keep your promise and intended to take photos to threaten you..."

"I was afraid he would do something stupid, so I lied to him... That's why I'm the only one who has the photo..."

"Iori, let him speak."

Kitahara Iori was stunned and took two steps back unwillingly.

Imamura Kohei took a deep breath, adjusted himself a little, and continued, "This time, everything was started by Iori. Ditaro, you should understand that a despicable person like Iori is always the one who stirs up trouble!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? When it comes to being despicable, you're no worse than me."

"What a joke! Don't you know how despicable you are?"

"No need to argue. Since Kohei claims he's an accomplice, I assume the photos Kohei took shouldn't have been sent anywhere else, right?"

Kujo Ditaro interrupted the two's argument and asked a decisive question.

If Kohei Imamura maliciously left a backup of the photos, then he is not an accomplice but an accomplice.

On the other hand, if there is no backup of the photos, then what Imamura Kohei said is true and he can be given a lighter punishment.

Of course, if the accomplice is given a reduced sentence, the principal offender will naturally have his sentence increased.

Damn...

I didn't expect this to happen, I forgot to delete the record...

But there is still a chance...

Imamura Kohei was startled, but replied calmly, "Of course. I only have the photos on my phone. You can delete them if you want."

Kujo Ditaro pointed and ordered: "Iori, go open his computer..."

"Wait! Dad, I was wrong!"

Imamura Kohei knocked his head to the ground, his voice choked with sobs.

"I'm just being blinded by greed, but! Ditaro's father, Iori is the mastermind. He came up with all the plans!"

"He's still stubborn even when facing death. He secretly saved the photos and even said it was to prevent me from doing anything wrong. How ridiculous."

Kitahara Iori walked to the computer desk and turned on the dormant computer.

The scene that came into his sight excited him beyond recognition.

"Digo, look, he really did send the photos to the computer."

"Really? Looks like we're going to lose a close friend."

Kujo Ditaro stood up, and the strange curve at the corner of his mouth looked particularly ferocious under the light...

Chapter 114: Things are changing, Iori-kun!

"Yes, when I think about the days without Imamura Kohei..."

Kitahara Iori closed his eyes and tilted his head back, his voice a little hoarse, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

"I'm so excited!"

"It was such a short-lived friendship, Imamura Kohei."

"Why are you calling my name? What are you doing? I was wrong, isn't that okay?"

With tears streaming down his face, Kohei Imamura choked up and said, "It's my fault. Can I treat you to a meal?"

"So in your eyes, my life is only worth a meal."

Kujo Ditaro sighed, with a faint red light flashing in his eyes.

Kitahara Iori grabbed an iron rod from somewhere, and his smile became even weirder.

"It's okay, Imamura Kohei. It will only hurt for a while. And I hope there are no iron bars in heaven."

"Wait..." Imamura Kohei gritted his teeth and said with a wry smile, "How about this, I'm wrong this time. I'll treat you guys to a nice meal. No, I'll cover your midnight snacks for a week!"

"A week's worth of midnight snacks?"

"Is this all your life is worth?"

"Seriously, the gym membership has already drained my savings... OK, OK, that's a week of lunch and midnight snacks!"

Looking at the two people gradually approaching, Kohei Imamura didn't have time to think and made a huge move in anger.

As the saying goes, money makes the world go round.

The two said they could accept a week of free lunch.

Kujo Ditaro waved his hand and said, "Untie him, Iori."

"Good."

Kitahara Iori untied the shoelaces used for binding, and then pulled up the blond man.

Kohei Imamura rubbed his wrist and suddenly pushed the man to the ground with his backhand.

Kitahara Iori was stunned, "What are you doing!"

"What?" Imamura Kohei raised his lips and said, "Di Taro, I've got him pinned down."

"Very good." Kujo Ditaro sat back on the sofa, his tone somewhat light, "Iori, as the mastermind, you are not naive enough to think that you can really be safe and sound, right?"

"No, Digo..." Kitahara Iori smiled bitterly and defended himself: "Digo, what happened before was all a misunderstanding, and..."

"Misunderstand?"

Imamura Kohei held down the man's head and sneered, "It's not a misunderstanding. We all know your character. If it wasn't you who came up with this awful idea, who else could it be?"

"but...."

"No, but, Kohei has already expressed his opinion, shouldn't you also express your opinion?"

Kujo Ditaro picked up the half bag of potato chips and started eating with a smile on his face.

Imamura Kohei, relying on his superiors, grabbed his subordinate's neck with one hand and said with a sinister grin, "Iori, things have changed. Retribution will come so quickly. Didn't you expect it?"

"You..." Kitahara Iori clenched his fists and said angrily, "I'm poor. After buying a gym membership, I have to eat dirt this month. How can I have money to entertain you two big brothers?"

"Why didn't you react when I said that just now? If you don't have money, find a way for me. If that doesn't work, I can contact someone who can sell you a kidney..."

As the saying goes, every evildoer will receive his due punishment.

Kujo Ditaro almost didn't have to do anything. Just by using the strategy of sowing discord, he turned the two people who were in cahoots with each other into enemies.

After leisurely finishing a bag of potato chips, he saw Kitahara Iori still complaining about being poor, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

"Okay, Gengping."

"What? Ditaro, you're just going to let this scum go like that?"

"I mean, we're all going to lose a dear friend today."

Kujo Ditaro clenched his fists, and his white and neat teeth looked shiny under the light.

Kohei Imamura understood what was meant, picked up an iron rod beside him, and repeated someone's wise words.

"It's such a short friendship, Kitahara Iori. Don't worry, it will only hurt for a while. And I hope there are no iron bars in heaven!"

"I just don't have any money, what can you do to me! Come on, fuck me!"

"This is the first time I've heard such a perverted request. Iori, you should know that a stick can be used not only to hit but also to poke."

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Iori didn't think too much and immediately put away his arrogance.

"Not this month, how about I treat you two to lunch and supper for a week next month?"

"You're not going to give up until you reach the Yellow River. Remember what you said, or Big Brother Di Taro won't let you go."

Imamura Kohei stood up and put down the iron rod.

Kujo Ditaro leaned back and said, "Don't feel like you're being taken advantage of. After all, I'll probably have to drive you to the gym from now on. Besides, my living expenses are down, and my car is fuel-consuming. This can't go on."

"Di Taro, I haven't asked you clearly before, how much is your annual living expenses?"

The two of them forgot about their previous life-and-death struggle and sat on the sofa, reconciled.

"It was okay before, but now it's about the same as yours. I guess it's only about 70,000 or 80,000 a month."

"Seventy or eighty thousand isn't a small amount. As a student, you can already live a comfortable life."

Kujo Ditaro didn't want to explain too much. After all, everyone's life is different and their consumption concepts will be different.

Kitahara Iori remembered something and the corners of his mouth lifted instantly, "Kohei, it's time for you to treat us. We haven't eaten yet."

"I know, I know. It's really unlucky to meet you."

Imamura Kohei pulled out his phone and asked, "How about some barbecue? There's a good kebab shop nearby. Let's ask them to send some over. We'd also like some beer, Di Taro, would you like some?"

Kujo Ditaro thought for a moment and replied, "Sure. It's not far from my home anyway, and there's no chance of being stopped by the traffic police on the way."

"Okay, I'll take twelve cans of beer, and as for the skewers..."

After Imamura Kohei ordered the food, the three of them had nothing to do, so they started playing games on their phones.

"Shit, he found a gun, come and help!"

"Don't worry, we found the gun. Talk to him, we'll be there soon."

"Hey bro, I have nothing, there's no point in you killing me, bro?"

"Yes, talk to him and keep him steady!"

"I fell, but he didn't kill me. I was talking to him."

"Yeah, talk to him, keep talking to him! We're almost there."

Kitahara Iori turned into a bootlicker, trying to survive.

"Wow, brother, your suit is really good, very unique, my brother is awesome..."

"Where are your teammates?"

Hearing this beautiful female voice, the three of them glanced at each other in recognition, and then...

"It's a girl, come and kill her!"

"Girls are the most annoying when it comes to gaming. They have no skills at all, and they're so bad they won't let you scold them!"

"Here we go! She probably has three licking dogs protecting her. Let's just kill her!"

The three of them transformed into ruthless straight men, and their opinions were surprisingly consistent.

Kujo Ditaro controlled the character, went around behind the iron box, and shot the girl in the head, knocking her down.

"Hurry, hurry, kill her!"

Chapter 115: Became Kato Megumi’s feeder?

"Right now... Shit, someone's stealing from behind me, Gengping, I can't get away, you go and finish her off."

"I know, no, her teammates are here, damn it, I'm going to force you!"