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

Kujo Ditaro interrupted the two of them, his smile growing even more sinister. "If Iori licks like that, we'll sink him into the river afterwards."

"I see..." Imamura Kohei raised his head, a red light flashed in his eyes, and his face gradually distorted.

Kitahara Iori smiled awkwardly, feeling a little relieved in her heart. Although she had never had such thoughts originally, she really wouldn't have them now.

.....

"What can I do for you, my two guests?"

Busujima Sakurako turned to the blond handsome man and her smile became even wider.

The muscular man frowned coldly and asked unhappily, "What do you mean?"

"Eh?" Busujima Sakurako was stunned, turned her head stiffly, and said with a wry smile, "Guest? Were you talking to me just now?"

"What else?" The muscular man said arrogantly, sitting in a very arrogant manner, "You should stand in the middle, but you stand next to my friend. Are you looking down on me?"

Big guy, I just like handsome guys, okay?!

Busujima Sakurako was dissatisfied, but she appeared to be very flattering. "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean that. I just didn't pay attention. So, what would you like to order?"

"Order?" The muscular man drummed his fingers on the table, his tone unfriendly. "You've ruined my mood. How can I eat?"

This guy!

Busujima Sakurako pursed her lips, looking pitiful, like a wounded kitten.

"I didn't mean to, really... I'm sorry."

Before the muscular man could speak, the blond handsome man took over.

"Brother, don't be too picky about a girl. The person you beat up last time is still in the hospital."

"I was in a bad mood today, and you asked me out for dinner, but this happened..."

Big brother? The one who beat me up? Did I offend the Black Society?

That's not right. Isn't this a family restaurant? Did the Black Society also come here to eat?

Is it possible that this handsome guy brought it?

Busujima Sakurako clutched the menu tightly, her tone unnatural, "I'm sorry... I really didn't mean it. If you're not satisfied I..."

"What's wrong? Busujima."

Looking at the middle-aged man who walked up to her, Sakurako Dujima exhaled slightly and whispered, "Manager, could you please greet me here?"

Before the middle-aged man could speak, the blond handsome man below suddenly spoke.

"Are you the store manager here?"

"Eh? Well, hello guest, are we not treating you well enough?"

"Not really, but come here for a moment."

The blond handsome man pulled the middle-aged man aside and began to whisper devilishly.

"My big brother...a gangster...that girl has upset him. You'd better not think about entertaining her yourself."

"Uh? Big brother?"

The middle-aged man glanced back and looked at the muscular man's terrifying physique, and couldn't help swallowing.

"Brother, we apologize for our poor hospitality. This matter..."

"This matter can't be resolved like this. My eldest brother is in a bad mood today. You'd better make sure that girl treats you well from beginning to end. If you don't resolve the conflict now, my eldest brother has a history of stalking people for revenge, you know..."

The blond handsome man took a deep breath and whispered, "One punch, just one punch. A 5'8" tall guy was sent to the hospital. It's been more than half a month, and he still hasn't been discharged."

"My eldest brother's family is rich, and his parents are doing business abroad. So he has a very bad temper and can easily lose control of his actions. He also has a group of people following him. If he drinks a little and those people encourage him, he will do anything."

"this..."

The middle-aged man was sweating and said in a trembling voice, "How should we deal with this matter? That girl is still a student. We can't ruin her."

"Don't worry, my brother and I have been friends since we were little, and we have a very close relationship. He listens to me, otherwise he wouldn't come here to eat with me. Just follow my advice, tell that girl to behave properly, and treat her seriously, and this matter should be over."

"Oh... I see."

While the two were negotiating, Busujima Sakurako was paying attention.

Seeing the store manager's face suddenly turn pale, she knew that this was going to be trouble.

Quietly gazing at the muscular man below, Busujima Sakurako became more and more frightened.

Is it really a black society?

I'm doomed now. Are you going to force me to do that kind of thing just because I'm pretty?

Are you kidding me? This is my first time. I don’t want to do such a thing!

Besides, this guy is so big and strong, if I do something reckless... there will be no experience at all!

Busujima Sakurako took a step back, praying fearfully that she would be safe.

Chapter 120: Is the truth exposed?

Busujima Sakurako's guess was correct.

After listening to the store manager's opinion, her face turned pale.

"But the store manager...I'm scared."

"Dudao, this is the only way to resolve this matter. That customer is already in a bad mood today. If we don't resolve the conflict between you now, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Then I... understand."

Busujima Sakurako agreed reluctantly, but her hands holding the menu were trembling slightly.

After the store manager gave appropriate verbal comfort, he returned to his post.

After learning that the muscular man was a gang leader, Busujima Sakurako's tone was no longer as natural as before, but a little stiff.

"Guests, what would you like to order? Do you need my recommendation?"

"Humph."

The muscular man snorted coldly without saying another word.

Oh my God!

It’s over, it’s over, he really doesn’t like me anymore!

What should I do...will he hire someone to kidnap me at night?

Busujima Sakurako clenched her teeth and her heart beat rapidly.

She has never been exposed to the Yakuza, but in most film and television works, the Yakuza is a symbol of violence and crime.

Some of them are even adapted from real cases, from which we can conclude that the gangsters in reality may be more brutal.

When she thought that she might be kidnapped, she couldn't help but look towards the blond handsome man on the other side for help.

However, what surprised her was that the blond handsome man not only did not give her a reassuring look, but...the corners of his mouth curled up wildly.

Looking at the blond handsome man with a weird smile, the huge stone in her heart grew bigger and bigger.

I rub!

Neither of these two are good people!

Manager...help!

Busujima Sakurako was terrified.

At this moment, she finally realized that a glamorous and beautiful appearance could not always bring her advantages, but would instead be the source of disaster.

That's right, in her opinion, the two men must be attracted by her beauty, so they have to resort to some improper means to force her to submit.

In fact...

"(O_o)??"

Looking at the two men who never even glanced at her from beginning to end, the girl's vanity was greatly frustrated.

As the two men paid the bill and left, Busujima Sakurako leaned weakly against the edge of the chair.

At the same time, the store manager, seeing that the crisis was resolved, walked over with an anxious look on his face.

"How's it going? Busujima, have they forgiven you?"

"I think...right."

"Not sure? That's hard to handle. If that person is drunk, it could be dangerous."

"Not really... They'll probably just give me a hard time."

When Busujima Sakurako thought back to what happened before, she felt quite depressed.

The store manager was a little confused, but didn't ask too many questions. He said, "You go back and rest first," and then returned to his post.

.....

"That bitch is really pissed off this time, Nice, big brothers."

After hearing what the two had done, Kitahara Iori immediately applauded and congratulated them.

Imamura Kohei leaned back and waved his hand. "We didn't give her too much trouble. She almost always scared herself, don't you think, Di Taro?"

Kujo Ditaro lowered the car window, let in some fresh air, and then said with a smile, "It's okay. She'll be very confused for the next while anyway. After all, how could her beauty, which she thought was invincible, suddenly lose its effect?"

"Hahaha, this is enough for her to reflect on her life."

Kitahara Iori laughed and glanced sideways inadvertently. The girl he saw made his face grim.

After turning his head stiffly, he silently pressed the button and the car window slowly rose.

"What's wrong? Holy shit!"

Imamura Kohei looked out the window, hesitated briefly, and then exclaimed, "Di Taro, no! It's been exposed!"

"Huh?" Kujo Ditaro was stunned. After taking a quick glance out of habit, he asked in surprise, "We're over 200 meters away from that restaurant. How did we bump into each other?"

"This is trouble! She saw my face." Kitahara Iori said anxiously after raising the car window. "This restaurant pays a relatively high hourly wage. If this gets caught, I'll probably have to find a new part-time job. But I'm already struggling this month, and now I'm afraid I won't even have enough to eat."

"That's fine. At worst, I can ask Gengping to contact someone who can sell you a kidney..."

"Don't be so mean, think of a solution seriously, this poison island is not a place for easy treatment."

"We are only responsible for the process, not the aftermath. Believe me, Iori, a person can still live a normal life even with only one kidney."

Kitahara Iori's mouth twitched, and he whispered, "Old man, be serious, or you can support me this month?"

"How about throwing Iori down and asking the scholar to leave his seat?"

"Hmm...that's a feasible idea. Iori, get out of the car and kneel down!"

"What the hell..."

dong dong.

Kujo Ditaro lowered the rear window without even turning his head.

Kitahara Iori smiled awkwardly and greeted, "Bushima-senpai, what a coincidence."

"Coincidence?" Busujima Sakurako stretched out her unicorn arm and pinched the lower half of the black-haired man's face, and the veins on his face emerged.

"I'm just confused. Why did something like this happen today? So it was you who hired someone to mess with me, right? Kitahara-kun?"

"What? I just met my friend and I have no idea what Senpai is talking about."

"Still pretending with me? I've been watching you for a long time, you're happy to tease me? Huh?!"

"enough."

Kujo Ditaro interrupted the two of them, his tone a bit harsh.

Busujima Sakurako pursed her lips, snorted coldly, and then let go of her hand.

Kitahara Iori stepped back a bit and said fearfully, "Senior, your arms are really strong. You must lift dumbbells a lot, right?"

"You want to die, right?" Busujima Sakurako clenched her fist, with murderous intent evident in her eyes.

"Dushima, right? We have nothing to hide about what happened before. It was intentional, no doubt."

Kujo Ditaro didn't bother to lie and said straight to the point, "But what can you do to us? Hmm?"