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

"Do you really think this is just a dream..."

"If you don't care... then why did you rush over?"

"..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha walked forward with a heavy load, but the big hand that was pinching the lower half of her face was like a mountain, not moving at all.

She also didn't expect that Kujo Ditaro would actually touch a girl, even though it was just a simple pinch on the face...

"Are you tired of the similarity?!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's words were unclear, but they were full of murderous intent.

Kujo Ditaro narrowed his eyes, leaned over and whispered, "Senior, you don't know that in the circle I live in, there is no distinction between girls and boys."

This guy...his smile is so mean!

Kasumigaoka Utaha gave up the attack, took a few steps back, and her tone became much gentler.

"Well, in that case, what exactly do you want?"

“That’s a good question, but I won’t answer it.”

Kujo Ditaro patted the pocket containing his cell phone and said with a wicked smile, "As for this thing, keep it with me for now. Don't worry, senior, I won't tell anyone else."

Kasumigaoka Utaha clenched her fists, the corners of her lips slightly raised, "Are you sure you want to do this? You're playing with fire."

"Is this playing with fire? It seems..." Kujo Ditaro lifted his hair from his forehead and smiled, "The circle of senior students is really peaceful."

Your circle is too dark!

Isn't this kind of thing bad enough?

This bastard, I really want to...stomp him to death!

As Kasumigaoka Utaha was complaining in her heart, her expression gradually changed subtly.

"Okay, it's getting late."

Kujo Ditaro walked to the computer desk and reached out to turn off the computer.

Without hesitation, Kasumigaoka Utaha shouted, "Don't turn it off, I still need it."

"Hmm? You still want to type?"

Kujo Ditaro turned around, a strange look on his face, and emphasized, "It's already past three o'clock."

"I've had enough sleep."

Kasumigaoka Utaha walked to the table, groaned for a moment, and then gritted her teeth and said, "I'll leave this recording with you for now, but if you spread it out, I'll do anything."

"Don't worry, I'm a very measured person."

"How dare you say that? A truly sensible person wouldn't record someone talking in their sleep."

"Whatever you say, I won't delete it anyway. You can use the computer. I'm going to take a shower."

After closing his drawing software, Kujo Ditaro turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at it and thought to herself, you should take off your clothes to take a shower, so what about your phone...

"This guy... is listening to music in the shower! Is he really that refined?!"

Listening to the music in the bathroom, Kasumigaoka Utaha was so angry that she smashed the wall.

No matter what...the recording must be retrieved!

For something like this to leak out...it's just a shame.

This guy is obviously unsure of what he does. How can I force him to delete the recording?

Utaha Kasumigaoka sat on a chair, her eyes inadvertently falling on the computer screen.

Looking at the drawing software above, she thought for a moment and then moved the mouse decisively.

"He's actually drawing a comic... Wait, the protagonist's name... Pfft!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly leaned over the desk, shaking with laughter.

To be honest, she has been writing novels for so many years, and she has learned from and referenced hundreds of novels.

But among so many works, she has never seen the name of the protagonist of any novel related to the author's original name.

But now, there is such a book in front of her.

Kasumigaoka Utaha covered her lower abdomen and moved the mouse with a flushed face.

After opening the website and searching, she confirmed that "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure" had been successfully serialized, and she finally burst into laughter.

"Hahaha...this is an autobiography..."

"I can't take it anymore...hahahaha burp..."

"..."

Kujo Ditaro was sweating all over. He looked down at the girl who was laughing crazily, and his expression began to change.

Although this comic is not his real creation, the energy and time he devoted to it are no less.

He grabbed the scallion around the girl's neck with one hand, his eyes flashing coldly, "Is it really that funny, Senior?"

"Huh?" Kasumigaoka Utaha was stunned for a moment, then she calmly spread her hands and said with a smile, "That's right, it's the funniest thing I've ever seen."

"Oh? Is your dream talking funny?" Kujo Ditaro said cruelly, playing the recording in his mobile phone as he spoke.

"You...can't, it's too hot..."

"Heh... Honestly, I can understand you drawing a comic, but your protagonist's name, wow, it's quite similar to yours. Are you drawing an autobiography, junior?"

"It's not a good thing to snoop into other people's privacy without permission..."

"Speak up, too? Junior, when you teach others how to do something, you must first have no problems yourself, otherwise it won't be convincing."

Kasumigaoka Utaha sits with an elegant posture, her aura gradually rising. Even the conspicuous green onion on her neck cannot destroy her beauty.

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and whispered, "Senior, let's play a game. If you win, I will delete the recording."

"Oh?" Kasumigaoka Utaha became interested and said simply, "Yes."

Chapter 137: The senior sister took the oolong tea, and her face became ferocious?

To be honest, if Kasumigaoka Utaha knew about Kujo Toitaro's social circle, she would definitely not agree to this.

Unfortunately, she didn't know.

Kasumigaoka Utaha picked the green onion off her neck and placed it on the table.

"So, junior, what are you playing?"

"What to play, let me think..."

A bunch of punishment games flashed through Kujo Ditaro's mind.

Taking time into consideration, he ruled out some penalty games that were noisy and complicated.

"Wait for me."

After saying this, Kujo Ditaro turned and left the room.

Kasumigaoka Utaha remained unmoved, her expression slightly relaxed.

After an unknown amount of time, Kujo Ditaro returned to the room with some props.

"Oolong tea, wine bottle, wine glass, what do you want to play?"

"Let's play a little game. Real or fake oolong tea, just watch, senior."

Ignoring the girl's doubts, Kujo Ditaro picked up the bottle and after a while of manipulation, he gestured, "Look, isn't the color of this wine very similar to oolong tea?"

"(⊙o⊙)..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's eye twitched as she sarcastically said, "You only look at the color when you drink a drink? And mixing drinks randomly like that is very dangerous."

"Don't worry, we all drink this way, there's no problem at all."

Although Kujo Ditaro was explaining, the smirk on his face became more and more exaggerated.

Kasumigaoka Utaha waved her hand and refused decisively.

"I'm not used to drinking, and both of your bottles are strong liquor. Now that they're mixed together, the alcohol content is even higher."

"Don't be so pretentious, Senior."

"It's not a question of whether you're being pretentious or not, it's a question of you having a problem. Do you want to take advantage of me being drunk and do something obscene?"

"Senior, how long have you been asleep? Isn't it a little late to worry about this now?"

Kujo Ditaro pushed out the two drinks in front of him and said with a smile, "Come on, since you can't think of any good ideas anyway, just use mine."

"Impossible." Kasumigaoka Utaha rubbed her forehead, thought for a while, and suggested: "How about this, I saw some building blocks in your room before, how about we play the building block game?"

"That's an empty box, there's nothing in it." Kujo Ditaro's expression remained unchanged and his tone was even more firm.

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't believe it, so she walked over, picked up the box, and shook it hard.

Listening to the sound of building blocks colliding, the two people's eyes met.

"Isn't it an empty box? What's inside it?"

"It's fun to draw blocks with more people, but it's boring with just two of us."

"Who says it's boring? Let's play with building blocks."

Kasumigaoka Utaha sat down, took out the building blocks from the box, and started building them with a focused look.

After waiting for a while, Kujo Ditaro suddenly handed over a cup of water and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work. Have a cup of oolong tea."

"Eh? Yeah, thanks."

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't react for a moment, she took the cup and was about to take a sip, but then she thought of something and sniffed it hard.

The rich and intoxicating smell of the wine made the girl feel relaxed and happy, and veins gradually appeared on her delicate face.

"You bastard...is this oolong tea?!"

"It's just the same color, isn't it? Senior is so pretentious."

"You... do you believe I'll give you a wrong turn?"

"Okay, okay, since you're so worried, you can just drink some water."

Kasumigaoka Utaha changed the cup, but she was still not reassured.

Looking at the transparent liquid in the cup, she narrowed her eyes slightly and leaned forward to smell it.

The familiar rich smell couldn't help but drift into my nose and then rushed straight to my forehead.

The black-haired girl squeezed the water cup tightly, with a faint red light flashing in her eyes.

"Junior... this is strange, why does this water smell like alcohol? It's so weird."

"Really? Then I must have given it to the wrong person, Sister Xue."

"You... do you want to die?!"

"You're such a picky person! Can't you just drink it without making a fuss, Senior?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha suppressed the urge to quench her thirst and sat down cross-legged with a gloomy expression.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. The blocks are ready, so we can get started."

"Senior, let's raise the stakes a bit. Otherwise, if you win, I'll delete the recording. But what will I get if I win?"

"What chips do you want to add? Let's make it clear in advance. If you mention something random to me, don't blame me for not warning you."

Kujo Ditaro disagreed and thought, "How about this, you win, I delete the recording, I win... Senpai, you just do ten pull-ups."

"Pull-ups? Sure." Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't pay much attention. After nodding, she urged, "Can we start now?"

"no problem."

Kujo Ditaro took the first step and pulled out a building block.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was not far behind and moved very quickly.

The two of them worked back and forth, and the rectangular block made of building blocks became increasingly unstable.