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

"Sister Kako..."

"Okay, let's stop talking about this. It's settled now. We're in-laws from now on, Iori."

Hanabata Yoshiko insisted on her own way and refused to listen to any advice.

Kitahara Iori couldn't stand it any longer and turned his face and said, "It seems that talking nicely is no longer enough. Sister Jiazi, your child is indeed very outstanding, but... I refuse!"

"Huh? Why..."

"Because I have someone I like!"

"Someone you like? Then..."

Hanabata Yoshiko's expression suddenly froze in the middle of her words.

Looking at Kitahara Iori who pointed his finger at the blond man, she was shocked, "You guys? Could it be..."

"That's right!"

Kitahara Iori smiled slightly and said firmly: "The person I like is him!"

"You..." Imamura Kohei showed a fierce look and said reluctantly: "Don't... listen to his nonsense, Sister Kako, he is a beast who follows his desires. He definitely likes girls. The purpose of his doing this..."

"What are you talking about?" Kitahara Iori covered her mouth with her fingers, her movements were slightly enchanting, and her voice was even more feminine.

"We've slept together before, Kouhei-kun, why do you just ignore me after you pull up your pants? You're such a mean person."

"you..."

Imamura Kohei's stomach churned, and veins appeared on his handsome face.

"Get out of here! Sister Jiazi, his family owns a hot spring hotel. As long as we get married, you can enjoy the hot springs as much as you want!"

"You're so... annoying."

Kitahara Iori almost failed, but fortunately he reacted in time. Not only did he suppress his heroic tone, but he also did the opposite.

"If you want to soak in the hot springs with me, just tell me straight away. Why beat around the bush, Kouhei...you're so mean."

"Where's my...knife?"

Imamura Kohei looked around, trying to find a knife that suits him.

Kitahara Iori hesitated for a while, then made another ruthless move.

"Kohei, guess what's the difference between you and Xingxing?"

"I guess your size!"

"Don't be so impatient. The stars are in the sky, but you are in my heart."

"(Fuck you)"

Imamura Kohei was furious and was about to start a fight.

Hanabata Yoshiko stopped the two of them and said righteously, "You can't fight. Fighting is wrong."

"I can't stand it anymore, Sister Jiazi, your child is so outstanding, but he is not only ungrateful, but he actually uses such despicable means..."

"Kouhei, what are you talking about? It's impossible for men to have children with each other."

"You...die for me!"

Imamura Kohei gnashed his teeth, his face twisted beyond recognition.

Kitahara Iori smiled sadly and covered her face with her hands pretending to be sad, but the corners of her mouth kept rising.

"Your relationship is complicated, but..." Hanabata Yoshiko thought for a moment and suddenly raised her fist. "If you are truly in love, please kiss me."

"Eh?!"

"Right? If it's true love, kissing is okay, right? Right?"

Hanabata Yoshiko held the black-haired man's shoulders, and saliva was faintly flowing from her mouth while she spoke.

Kitahara Iori didn't bother to act and pushed the person in front of him away with disgust.

"Kiss? No problem."

The inappropriate sound caused the venue to fall into an eerie silence.

Kitahara Iori raised his head and looked at the ferocious-looking blond man, and he smiled.

Imamura Kohei was stunned and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"That's okay with me too."

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"What are you talking about? We are truly in love, Kohei. I'm sure there's no problem with just a kiss."

Kitahara Iori took advantage of the situation and the corners of his mouth curled up wildly.

Imamura Kohei couldn't believe it, his face instantly turned ferocious, "Yeah, I don't care, it's just a kiss!"

"Ah? You don't care? You better think about it carefully!"

Kitahara Iori stared with his eyes wide open, his face becoming uglier and uglier.

"Of course, I think clearly, come on! Kiss! I'm afraid of you!"

Imamura Kohei showed no sign of weakness and moved his face closer with his eyes wide open.

This guy...

Could it be that he has that kind of idea about me and is plotting something within the same plot?

Impossible... He must be forcing me to compromise. If I compromise, my descendants will be doomed!

Kohei...you wish!

Kitahara Iori clenched his fists, and after a brief moment of decision, he pouting his sexy thin lips.

The corner of Imamura Kohei's eye twitched and his heart was shaken.

Chapter 158: What a short friendship

"Isn't it about time you gave up? Huh?"

"You are the one. If you keep going like this, your first time will be mine."

"It's obvious there won't be any offspring, so why go to such lengths?"

"Are you scared? Come over here and kiss me if you can!"

As time went by, Imamura Kohei's face got closer and closer to Kitahara Iori's mouth.

The two made a final desperate struggle, intending to use words to break through each other's psychological defenses.

However, no matter how much time passed, the conversation between the two did not stop.

Looking at the blond man with his back to her, Hanabata Yoshiko raised the corners of her lips and her smile became more and more weird.

"You haven't... ugh!"

Imamura Kohei was halfway through his words when he felt a push from behind and his body leaned forward uncontrollably.

Kitahara Iori reacted too quickly and turned her head away in time, but her face still felt wet.

Time seemed to stand still, and only the clicking sound coming from the front seemed extremely harsh.

Imamura Kohei's eyes were bloodshot, and as he stood up, he turned back and cursed.

"What the hell are you doing!"

"You guys are shy, so I'll help you."

"What the hell are you trying to do to help me? I can't... take it anymore, I'm so sick! You bastard!"

Hanabata Yoshiko remained indifferent and showed no sense of self-blame. Instead, she smiled heartily.

Kohei Imamura was furious, but there was nothing he could do. After all, he couldn't hit a girl, right?

hum!

Hearing a high-frequency vibration in his pocket, Kohei Imamura took out his cell phone and was stunned after just one look.

【Kujo Ditaro: (Picture)】

【Furukawa Chisa: What are you doing again? 】

Yoshihara Mana: Are you guys playing a punishment game? Why is it so big this time?

【Azusa Hamaoka: awsl! 】

Tokita Shinji: Are you guys having a private drinking party? Why didn't you invite us?

[Juryūjiro: This is in the car, right? Have they finally woken up?]

"Get up quickly!"

Kohei Imamura picked up the black-haired man who looked like he had lost all hope in life and slapped him twice in the face.

Kitahara Iori came back to his senses, covered his aching cheek, and cursed angrily: "Why the hell did you hit me?"

"Stop standing there and take a look at the messages in the group." Kohei Imamura said, handing over his phone.

Kitahara Iori reached out to take it, and after looking at it quickly for a few seconds, his face gradually distorted.

"Di Taro!"

"What?"

"What are you talking about? If you upload the pictures, how are we going to explain it?"

"Really?"

Kujo Ditaro remained unmoved and retorted confidently, "If you can explain it clearly, then why would I upload it?"

"Are you taking revenge on us?"

Kitahara Iori clenched his phone and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.

"Revenge? Don't put it so harshly." Kujo Ditaro said slowly, his tone neither hurried nor slow, "This level of revenge is not considered revenge. Iori, when did you become so hypocritical?"

"Pretentious?" Kitahara Iori shook his head and smiled, "No, I'm just asking about your stance. It looks like this time, it's a fight to the death."

"Oh?" Kujo Ditaro understood and sighed, "That was truly a short-lived friendship."

"Yes, it's really a short friendship." Kitahara Iori looked lonely, but the corners of his mouth were rising wildly.

Imamura Kohei restrained his expression and murmured, "You...but now that things have come to this, let's fight without regrets!"

"(⊙o⊙)..."

Hanabata Yoshiko is playful by nature, and she wants to join in even if she doesn't understand what she hears.

"What are you guys playing? I want to join in."

"Oh? Then let me ask you, what stupid things did Di Taro do in high school?"

"Jiazi, I'm going to treat you to a banana, just shut up!"

Hanabata Yoshiko grinned and said, "I think I found something. Who did Di Taro pursue in high school? The starting price is a banana."

"I bought it." Kitahara Iori not only answered decisively, but even paid the bill.

Kujo Ditaro honked his horn and warned, "I'm going to shoot five, so shut up."

"Di Taro, this is an auction. The highest bidder wins. What are you doing? Are you blatantly breaking the rules?"

Kitahara Iori's eyes flashed coldly, and he suddenly said a high price, "I'll give you ten bananas."

"I'll give you twenty."

"Thirty."

"Fifty."

"One hundred!"

If Imamura Kohei doesn't make a sound, it's fine; but when he does, it's amazing.

His doubling of the offer made the atmosphere in the venue even more tense.

Kujo Ditaro glanced at the rearview mirror and said coldly, "Kohei, you want to stand against me, right? You better think it through."