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

Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed softly and said unhappily, "Alright, you win the bet. What do you want? Cancel the previous bet?"

"Hmm..." Kujo Ditaro thought for a moment, his smile gradually becoming strange, "I want to ask Senior to do something for me. This is a rare opportunity. I can delete the recording, and it's okay for me to sit on it, but Senior... you have a nice figure."

"You..." Kasumigaoka Utaha took a step back and said cautiously, "I'm telling you, don't think I'm going to be as timid as an ordinary girl."

"Senior, I'm confused. If you're so wary of me, how dare you sleep here?"

After hesitating for a moment, Kujo Ditaro asked the question in his mind.

Without hesitation, Kasumigaoka Utaha replied, "I didn't think you were a bad person before. After all, you buried the bird and then came to pick me up. Even though you have a bad mouth, I still believe you're a good person. But now... Ugh!"

Kujo Ditaro patted his chest and said in a frightened manner, "So that's how it is. I thought that senior was interested in me. I was so scared."

"You..." Kasumigaoka Shiyu's eyes twitched, and the anger that had not yet been completely extinguished flared up again, "You really know how to flatter yourself. You are so shameless."

"Same here." Kujo Ditaro suppressed his smile and said calmly, "Alright, senior, I won't trick you anymore. I know you're unhappy, so let's just write off everything. I'll delete the recording for you, and you don't have to do any punishment exercises."

"Eh? Humph, you still have some conscience."

Kasumigaoka Utaha was stunned, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and her tone softened a little.

Kujo Ditaro squatted down, cleaned up, and asked, "Senior, I won't lie to you this time. Do you want some real oolong tea?"

"Hmm? Oh, thank you."

Kasumigaoka Utaha sincerely believed that today's farce would end here.

Reaching out to take the cup of water, she didn't pay too much attention to it and took a small sip with her head tilted back.

The black-haired girl narrowed her beautiful eyes, savored it carefully, and her face instantly became gloomy.

"Your damn oolong tea?!"

"Senior, you really don't care. Didn't I tell you before? Don't let your guard down until the last moment."

"You scum! I trusted you just now, look at me... I'll smash you to death!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha raised her wine glass and pretended to throw it.

Kujo Ditaro was quick and stopped the girl's impulsive behavior.

"Senior, this wine is very expensive. Even if you don't want to drink it, don't throw it away."

Kujo Ditaro took the wine glass and, ignoring the so-called indirect kiss, drank it in one gulp.

Kasumigaoka Utaha opened her mouth slightly and said in surprise: "You...I have drunk this before, you..."

"What's the big fuss? What does it matter? Oh... Sorry, senior, I forgot."

Kujo Ditaro smiled apologetically and explained, "Our club is quite open. I saw that you really wanted to throw the cup, so I got a little impatient. But the position you drank from just now was different from mine, so it's not a big deal."

"What weird club did you join, wait..."

Kasumigaoka Shiina sighed after remembering something, "I just remembered, at the opening ceremony, those perverts lying on the lawn, were they from your club?"

"Senior, you have a good memory. Those are all people from our club, and..."

Kujo Ditaro didn't bother to hide anything and said frankly, "At that time, they were still quite restrained. Usually when we get together privately..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha waved her hand and interrupted decisively, "That's enough, I don't want to talk about this."

Kujo Ditaro understood and stopped talking. He squatted down and picked up the bottles and jars on the ground.

Perhaps because she was tired from being tricked, or because she drank a sip of wine, Kasumigaoka Utaha walked back to the bed and sat down.

After Kujo Didi Taro had packed up his things, he looked up and saw the girl lying on her back on the bed with her legs bent and hanging outside the bed.

"Senior?"

"...get some sleep."

"Then lie down a little further in. It's not appropriate, and it looks weird to me."

“Too lazy to move…”

Hearing this, Kujo Ditaro immediately walked to the bedside.

Looking at the girl covering her eyes with her hands and blushing, his expression became a little strange.

"You've only had one sip, and you're already a little drunk?"

"Isn't it your fault? I don't even drink beer..."

"Since you have time to reply, lie down straighter. You're not comfortable sleeping like this, and I'm not used to seeing you either."

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't make any noise and rolled over to the middle of the bed shyly.

Kujo Ditaro withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked to the computer desk and sat down.

Kasumigaoka Utaha turned her head and asked weakly, "Aren't you going to sleep? Aren't you tired?"

"It's already this late, it doesn't matter whether I sleep or not. We're young, and we've all been up all night before."

Kujo Ditaro stared at the screen and replied nonchalantly before reminding, "I'll watch the video for a while. If you find it too noisy, just tell me and I'll turn down the volume."

"Hmm..." Kasumigaoka Shiyu rolled up the quilt and murmured, "Junior, what made you choose the path of drawing comics? Was it to better imagine?"

"Get lost." Kujo Ditaro was very frugal with his words, and this simple word contained a lot of emotions.

Kasumigaoka Utaha chuckled and spoke about serious topics in a casual tone.

"Comics are quite profitable, but the industry is very complex and only a handful of people can make it to the top, just like the novel industry..."

"From the way you sound, I think there's a creative problem, right? A writer's block or something? Is the work going to be abandoned?"

"You want to know?"

"No, just kidding."

Chapter 140: Why drink oolong tea? Smoke dark matter!

"You're... really impossible to communicate with."

Kasumigaoka Utaha covered herself with the quilt, and her voice became a little muffled.

"I haven't taken the wine away. If you want to relieve your sorrow, go get it."

"Such a strong wine, what do you think I am? The wine king?"

Kujo Ditaro turned on the current popular movie and said perfunctorily, "If you don't want to drink, either go to sleep or watch a movie with me."

"Boring man."

After she finished speaking, Kasumigaoka Utaha stopped talking, as if she was asleep.

Kujo Ditaro didn't take it seriously and continued to admire foreign masterpieces.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard a slight movement from the side and subconsciously glanced over.

He was puzzled as he watched the girl roll out of the bed and sit up on the edge of the bed.

"what happened?"

"A bit dizzy..."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu bent down slightly, pressed her hands against her eyes, and murmured, "Kujo-kun, there were times when I wanted to give up the novel industry."

Kujo Ditaro noticed something, paused the movie, and asked, "Why? Are you stressed? Isn't this your part-time job?"

"Pressure is one aspect, but..." Kasumigaoka Utaha hesitated to speak, obviously having a lot on her mind.

Kujo Ditaro turned his chair to face the girl and said bluntly, "Just what? The sales of the work are not satisfactory, or?"

"Sales are okay. I don't know why, but I always have this feeling that I don't want to be a novelist. This isn't the life I want..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't hesitate and answered almost without thinking.

Kujo Ditaro analyzed the situation briefly and nodded, "You've been writing novels for several years now, haven't you? Many people, after years of working in a certain profession, begin to develop all sorts of negative thoughts, such as...this is probably how my life will end, did I make the wrong choice, could I have a better path...and so on. That's exactly what you're experiencing right now."

"That's right..." Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't deny it, her voice gradually getting lower. "I started writing novels in my freshman year of high school. Even though it's just a part-time job, it takes up quite a bit of my time. I'm... a little tired of it."

"Senior, you should be content with what you have. If this career can bring you a considerable income and it suits you, you should stick with it."

Kujo Ditaro did not know the specific situation of the girl in front of him, but from an objective point of view, it was very irresponsible to persuade someone to give up a career they had been engaged in for many years without knowing the situation.

So, he said it very tactfully.

Kasumigaoka Utaha shook her head but said nothing.

After waiting for a while, Kujo Ditaro couldn't help it anymore.

"Okay, I get it. Your current lifestyle is tiring for you, isn't it?"

"Um..."

"So what kind of lifestyle do you want?"

"have no idea..."

Seeing that the topic was about to die out again, Kujo Ditaro changed the subject in time.

"Go tell your editor that you're going to take a long vacation. I believe you'll gain some insights after the vacation."

"Ask for leave? Impossible..."

As Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed, her body suddenly fell forward.

Kujo Ditaro was stunned at first, then reached out and supported the girl.

"Are you OK?"

"Somehow... my center of gravity shifted forward, and then..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha sat back on the bed, rubbing her forehead and saying, "This wine has a strong aftereffect... Junior."

"How should I put it? Your alcohol tolerance and the alcohol content should be split in half." Kujo Ditaro pursed his lips and gestured, "Stop talking. Let's stop here today. As for your matter, I've come up with a good idea, so you can go to sleep first."

"Really..." Kasumigaoka Utaha lay back and lost consciousness in just a few seconds.

Kujo Ditaro picked up the girl's legs, adjusted her to a normal sleeping position, and covered her with the quilt.

According to reliable rumors on the Internet, girls' sleeping postures are not elegant.

After watching the movie for a while, Kujo Ditaro saw that the girl, who was supposed to be covered with the quilt, was rubbing the quilt between her legs.

"I heard that girls will squeeze their legs together, it seems to be true..."

"But what can their actions bring..."

"Could it be... the thought is terrifying!"

The more Kujo Ditaro thought about it, the more he became confused, and he even had the urge to Google it.

He put aside the random thoughts in his mind and focused on watching the movie.

......

Kujo Toitaro was not sure about the exact time when Kasumigaoka Utaha left.

Anyway, when he came home from school in the afternoon, there was no one in the house.

"Cousin, has the senior left?"

"She's gone. She took her clothes. She also washed my mother's clothes."

"Really..."

After the two finished their conversation, they returned to their respective rooms.

Kujo Ditaro sat down at the computer desk, but instead of starting his usual drawing work, he searched for some color comics.

It's not out of desire; everything he does is to strive for his career.

Yes, he is drawing from the work.

Although some plots from "JOJO" were picked up to make up for the shortcomings, Kujo Ditaro still had some difficulty in controlling the erotic comics.

There is no way. Even though he has excellent painting skills, his understanding of the comics field is still in the most confused newcomer period.

Compared to the step-by-step approach when drawing "JOJO", he put a lot of thought into this independently created erotic comic.

However, the reality is cruel. Apart from the first episode, he has no idea about the subsequent plot.

Because of this embarrassing situation, Kujo Ditaro often wonders if he has no talent for drawing comics?

"I can't go on like this. I really need to ask the boss for help. I think Eriri said she'll be free next month, right..."