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

"Hahaha! The experiment is still going on, Fujiwara!"

"You bunch of bastards! Damn Imamura, I'm going to kill you!"

"Kill me? Turn the hammer up to the highest setting!"

Regardless of his previous experience, Nojima Moto decisively chose to join.

Dragging his heavy body, he walked towards the pendulum step by step.

"Wait! Nojima! You..."

Fujiwara Kenta couldn't believe it and struggled even more violently.

Fortunately, the four of them were heavy enough, and with the help of the fire of hatred, they easily suppressed the people below.

Even though Fujiwara Kenta is strong, his physical strength will naturally be exhausted after a long time.

Then...the pendulum falls!

......

Kujo Ditaro actually predicted the battle situation in the classroom.

That’s right, he overheard some of the whispers between the four of them.

It was because he saw through the plans of the four that he deliberately left.

"almost."

Kujo Ditaro put down his phone and walked out of the bathroom.

He had just left for less than two minutes when he heard a conversation from the next room, which made him smile grimly.

"Professor, we were wrong. We were so ignorant and incompetent that we dared to bully you..."

"Hahahaha, you know you're wrong, right?"

"Yes, yes, this experiment is too difficult. Please demonstrate it to us, please, Professor."

"Hahahahaha, now you understand how powerful I am! Okay, I'll show you a real Charpy impact test!"

Kujo Ditaro quickened his pace and returned to the laboratory before everyone left the house.

Not long after, the elegant man, surrounded by people, walked into everyone's sight with an exaggerated smile.

"What's wrong with them? Aren't they incompatible?"

"Did the professor win? As expected, you shouldn't offend professors in college."

"I don't think it's that simple. Didn't you see what those guys did before? They are a bunch of lunatics!"

"Then what happens next is very interesting..."

Everyone was whispering, with strange glint in their eyes.

The elegant man could not hear the discussions around him because he was surrounded by flattering voices.

Chapter 131: Godfather, I have dignity!

"Um?!"

Flattering words can paralyze people's minds.

The elegant man was handcuffed without knowing what was going on.

"Professor, we firmly believe that with your level of knowledge, you will be able to complete this experiment perfectly, right?"

"you...."

The elegant man sneered with disdain, "You're just playing dirty tricks. You don't think I, a professor, would be wrong, do you?"

"The professor wouldn't make a mistake, so..." Kitahara Iori walked behind the pendulum and gestured, "Professor, what do you want to adjust it to?"

"You guys are truly hopeless. Switch to level 101. I'll show you what real calculation is."

The elegant man stood up straight, his face full of confidence, and his features became more distinct.

After Kitahara Iori adjusted the pendulum to an amplitude of 101, the corners of his mouth rose strangely, but it disappeared in a flash.

Likewise, the smiles of the people surrounding them became increasingly weird.

Swish!

The moment the pendulum fell, the black object hanging behind it could no longer be hidden.

The elegant man stared at the weight engraved with "300 grams" with his eyes wide open, and his face instantly became ferocious.

"You guys...Pfft!"

Looking at the elegant man lying on the ground in a familiar posture, everyone sighed.

"It seems that even the professor can't do it."

"We trusted you so much, tsk tsk."

"Professor, this Charpy impact test feels great, doesn't it?"

"Professor, you're right. Not everyone has the opportunity to use the following..."

Everyone couldn't contain their inner joy, and the sour faces of the villains who had succeeded were fully displayed.

The elegant man raised his head with great effort, and said in a strange voice, "You bastards, you actually played dirty tricks on me..."

Everyone sighed and showed no intention of admitting their mistakes.

You have to know that they are all victims of this experiment. If you judge by the number of people, the elegant man in front of you should apologize to them.

"So..."

Kitahara Iori looked around and asked abruptly, "Is there still a fish that has slipped through the net here?"

"Him? Are you sure?" Imamura Kohei frowned and whispered, "Even though we are numerous and powerful, we are still no match for him."

"I know, so I'm thinking about whether to do that..." Kitahara Iori leaned close to the blond man's ear and whispered something quietly.

Imamura Kohei shook his head repeatedly and refused, "If you want to die, don't take me with you. I don't know how to make up for the money I lost last time. Anyway, I won't do it."

"Don't worry, I was just joking. Let's save this trump card for a more critical moment."

The conversation between the two raised many questions.

"What do you mean? Are you letting Kujo go?"

"Although he is strong, there are so many of us."

"Yes, everyone must have a share of this Xiabi Impact."

"..."

Just as Kitahara Iori was about to speak, he saw a man walking towards them from behind.

Kujo Ditaro bent down slightly and put his arms around the shoulders of both of them.

"You two, did you just say that everyone gets a share?"

"...Yes, everyone will have a share in the dinner tonight."

"Oh? I thought I just heard... Sharpy Impact or something?"

Kujo Ditaro did not resort to violence, but his expression was frightening.

.....

"Di Taro, I'm working today, so please take me with you."

"roll."

"Godfather! I have dignity."

"Come up, Yoshiko."

Kujo Ditaro's attitude slightly adjusted and his tone became much better.

After Kitahara Iori got in the car, he tilted his head and said, "Isn't that your cousin? Aren't you going to take her back?"

"Do you think she's as shameless as you are?"

Kujo Ditaro started the car and drove out of the campus with ease.

Kitahara Iori was confused and asked, "Don't you live together? It's okay for you to take the initiative to take care of it, right?"

"Normally there's nothing much on the road, but this is a school." Kujo Ditaro glanced at the rearview mirror and calmly uttered four words.

"People's words are scary."

"Oh? Indeed."

Kitahara Iori nodded and said with a smile: "The relationship between you two is actually similar to mine. Chisa is afraid that I am her cousin..."

Kujo Ditaro snorted and said disdainfully, "She dislikes you for embarrassing her, while I'm protecting my cousin's reputation. These are two completely different concepts. Do you understand?"

"Okay, okay, okay, you are right no matter what, right, godfather." Kitahara Iori was unwilling to argue. He supported his chin with one hand, with an inexplicable expression on his face.

"Of course, Yoshiko, just wait here."

After Kujo Ditaro stopped the car, he took out his cell phone and sent a message.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the back door of the car suddenly opened.

The black-haired girl looked at the man in front of her and nodded.

"You are Di Taro's cousin..."

"Mei, please sit in the front, otherwise you will be infected."

"To be honest, Di Taro, your condition is more serious than mine."

The black-haired girl thought for a moment, then closed the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

Kitahara Iori covered his forehead with one hand and muttered, "Do I look that dangerous?"

"No, it's just that you were sitting at the door and it was difficult for me to go up."

While Kato Megumi was explaining, her hands were groping for something in her bag.

Kujo Ditaro glanced sideways, didn't pay too much attention, and drove forward silently.

Kitahara Iori knew that there was a sister-con in the car, so he had to be careful with his words and actions.

"Would you like some chocolate chip cookie bars?"

"I just... No thanks, I'm trying to lose weight recently."

"I don't need it either, Hui, you can keep it for yourself."

Kato Megumi opened the package and started eating it with a crunch.

The more Kitahara Iori listened, the hungrier he became, but he really didn't dare to speak.

Kujo Ditaro glanced at them and said, "Keiko, please throw a few to my classmate. His saliva is almost dripping onto my car."

"what?"

Kitahara Iori wiped his mouth and explained, "You misunderstood. Actually... I'm sick."

"Stop talking nonsense, Hui, and get him a few."

Kato Megumi nodded and handed over a few cookie sticks.

Kitahara Iori took it with a wry smile and said politely, "Actually, I wasn't hungry at first, but you ate so deliciously that I felt hungry just by listening to you. Thank you, Di Taro's cousin."

"Yeah." Kato Megumi didn't say much, just responded briefly, then turned around and continued to play...

"Crackle, crackle..." Kitahara Iori found happiness and joined in.

These two...

Kujo Ditaro held the steering wheel with one hand and asked for snacks with the other, "Keiko, get me one too."

"Cousin, it's inconvenient for you to drive. Let me open it for you."

Kato Megumi changed her mind, tore off the wrapping paper of the cookie stick, and then handed it over.

Kujo Ditaro reached out to take it and immediately joined in the crunching joy.