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

"Di Taro, you're here?"

Shou Longjiro, wearing a bartender uniform, invited Kujo Ditaro to sit down.

After Kujo Ditaro took his seat, several girls in windbreakers walked in from outside.

Kujo Ditaro glanced to the side and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at? Are you looking down on our Nuromei Group?!"

The little girl glared at him and pointed at Kujo Ditaro.

Chapter 365: A friend is coming from afar, but we treat him with such an awkward attitude?

Kujo Ditaro ignored the little girl in front of him and turned to look at Shou Ryujiro.

"Can minors enter such a place?"

The owner of the lounge walked over to the counter with a smile and said gently, "Ladies, we're operating a legal business here. You're not yet adults, are you? Come back when you are."

"Yeah, although we're a student-oriented lounge, we're only for college students. You guys are probably high school students at best, right?"

Shou Longjiro narrowed his eyes and gave what he considered a kind smile.

The people sitting in the lounge were all from Pab.

At this moment, they all spoke up in agreement.

"It's not okay for high school students to drink alcohol, and they're all girls. They shouldn't be hanging around outside at night. It's too dangerous."

"Go back quickly! Don't think you're a gangster just because you dye your hair, wear a windbreaker, and drive a motorcycle. Real gangsters are not like you."

"If you don't study hard in high school, you will regret it later."

The way everyone spoke made these young girls who had never experienced the ups and downs of life feel a little overwhelmed.

The leading young girl immediately toughened up when she recalled her ambitious words before leaving the store.

"What a mess! We are the Nuromei Group. Do you know the Nuromei Group? By the way, were you laughing at our costumes just now?"

Kujo Ditaro took the cocktail handed to him by Shou Longjiro and said nonchalantly: "No, how could that be? You are the Nu Luo Mei Group, I can't afford to offend you."

"you...."

The leading little girl pointed at Kujo Ditaro's face and was speechless for a long time.

Kujo Ditaro didn't want to bully the weak, so he dismissed them, "Well, since you're from the Nuromi Group, you should go somewhere that suits your status and rank. Goodbye."

"Just wait for me! Humph."

With the departure of this group of little girls, the atmosphere in the lounge returned to normal.

When Kujo Ditaro finished drinking a cocktail, Kitahara Iori came over and sat down next to him.

"Di Taro, can you make drinks?"

"What do you think I am, an all-rounder?"

"So you don't know how either."

Kitahara Iori raised the corner of his mouth and whispered, "Would you like to try making cocktails together?"

"Cocktails?"

Kujo Ditaro put down his wine glass and subconsciously looked at Shou Ryujiro.

Shou Longjiro smiled and said, "It's not difficult to make a cocktail. You just need to master the technique. Even a novice can easily master a simple cocktail."

Imamura Kohei came over and asked, "For example, our oolong tea?"

"How can that be counted? Tsk." Mana Yoshihara, who was sitting next to her, curled her lips speechlessly.

"How about you guys give it a try?"

The shop owner, who was wiping the wine glasses, looked at them kindly.

Yoshihara Mana waved her hands repeatedly: "Forget it, I just want to be a quiet guest."

"What about you three?"

"Then give it a try. Maybe you can find a good part-time job, which will allow you to pay back the money sooner."

"Pay back the money?"

Facing the puzzled looks of the others, Kitahara Iori did not explain too much.

Under the owner's arrangement, Kitahara Iori and Imamura Kohei both changed into bartender uniforms.

Kujo Ditaro was in good health, so he didn't change his clothes, but he did try to make some cocktails.

As we all know, women tend to yearn for handsome and beautiful things.

Mana Yoshihara held her chin with her hand, her face full of anticipation.

"The bartenders I see on TV are all very handsome, and the way they communicate with each other is a pleasure to watch..."

"Those are all fake. In reality, no one would do that."

"Hey, I'm afraid you can't do it?"

Kitahara Iori curled his lips and said disdainfully, "I'm not good at swimming, but I can do other things that require hands-on skills and I can pick them up quickly. Di Taro, let's go one by one."

Kujo Ditaro thought for a moment and decisively refused: "Don't take me with you if you want to brag. Go and have fun by yourself."

"In that case, Kouhei, let's do it."

Imamura Kohei flicked his hair and said with a smile, "OK, bring the things here."

"Are you really that good?"

Mana Yoshihara looked at the two people who were ready to go and felt somewhat skeptical.

Kujo Ditaro watched coldly and said, "This isn't your first time meeting them. Don't you have an idea of their level, Aina?"

"Uh..." Yoshihara Mana scratched her face and sighed, "Maybe... they will perform beyond their normal level."

Kujo Ditaro smiled and said nothing.

Yoshihara Mana's heart trembled, but she still forced a smile.

However, reality is always cruel.

Kohei Imamura shook the cocktail shaker in his hand, with the corners of his mouth raised and a confident smile, showing his professional style.

Indeed, the blond man's movements were very handsome, but it would have been even more perfect if the wine hadn't been flowing down his companion's face.

The cocktail preparation process doesn’t take long.

Imamura Kohei leaned back in his chair, poured himself a glass of brightly colored fruit juice, and uttered a few words with a faint smile.

"I asked."

As soon as he finished speaking, the wine glass containing the fruits of his labor slid to his companion's hand under the push of the blond man.

Kitahara Iori was about to catch the wine glass, but at this moment, the glass suddenly fell over.

Kitahara Iori shook hands, and the sticky wine dripped under his palm.

Unable to bear it any longer, Yoshihara Mana covered her face and cried.

Kujo Ditaro shook his head, revealing the experienced expression of a veteran.

After suffering humiliation twice, Kitahara Iori calmly poured himself a cocktail.

He raised his wine glass and smiled at his companion, but his eyes were full of coldness.

Kohei Imamura smiled awkwardly and slowly raised his glass.

With a bang, the two cups clinked together.

Kitahara Iori seized the opportunity and poured the wine into Imamura Kohei's eyes.

"Come, toast with your eyes."

"Ah! My eyes! My eyes! Damn it!"

"You still have the nerve to blame me?!"

Just as the two were fighting, the sound of a motorcycle was heard outside the store.

Kujo Ditaro seemed to sense something and stopped experimenting with cocktails.

He looked towards the door, and after a while, a group of little girls wearing the same clothes walked into the store one after another.

"I designed the uniforms, and you dare to laugh at me? I really don't try my best...eh?!"

The leader of the little gangsters is a girl with blonde hair.

The yellow-haired girl's eyes widened when she saw Kujo Ditaro.

The little girl next to her cleverly reminded her, "Sister, it was him who made fun of our team uniforms."

"Are...are you sure?" The blond girl stared at her subordinates with a very complicated expression.

The little girl was stunned and said in an unnatural tone, "Yes...what's wrong, big sister?"

"Uh...."

The blonde girl pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Actually, I don't have much talent for art. This uniform is just a temporary idea I came up with, so it's normal for it to have some flaws."

"No way? Big sister..." The little girl was so shocked that she stammered and couldn't speak.

Kujo Ditaro took a closer look and recognized the yellow-haired girl as Gen Sakura's roommate in the mental hospital.

So he laughed.

"Spiritual little sister, are you out?"

Chapter 366: Saga Idol Gathering

The leader of the Nuromi gang, Nikaidou Saki, is a troubled girl who has been in a mental hospital.

Female patients in mental hospitals are called "mental girls" and seem to have no problems.

Similarly, male patients in a mental hospital are naturally called...mental guys.

"You guys go out first."

Nikaido Saki first asked the little girl below to go outside the store.

Afterwards, she talked with Kujo Ditaro about her recent experiences.

"I was completely tricked into the mental hospital by my parents. Now that I'm out, I naturally won't let them control me anymore."

"You don't study anymore?"

"Yeah, it doesn't matter. I'll just wait until I dominate the whole of Neon..."

When Nikaidou Saki said this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Teacher Kujo, do you want us to join forces..."

Kujo Ditaro waved his hand and interrupted, "Nikaidou, are all your followers like you? They don't study anymore?"

Nikaidou Saki shook her head. "No. They're all still studying."

Hearing this, Kujo Ditaro couldn't help but look at Nikaidou Saki with a higher regard.

You know, there are countless Japanese gangs, but most of their members are unemployed vagrants who dropped out of school early and have achieved nothing.

The violent group formed by Nikaido Saki is composed of only students, and there is not a single unemployed vagrant.

Such a rule inevitably makes people think too much.

Kujo Ditaro thought for a moment and asked, "Hasn't anyone thought about dropping out of school?"

Nikaidou Saki kept smiling and changed the subject.

"It was just a casual chat before. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Do you know this little girl?"

Listening to the roar of the motorcycle coming from outside, Kitahara Iori came over and sat down next to Kujo Ditaro.

Kujo Ditaro responded, "We've met a few times, but you need to learn from her."