Humanoid Platinum Star's Inner Love Option

"Is this a conscience discovery? To be honest, I don't even want to expose you."

Kujo Tetaro's remarks made the corners of the mouths of the two of them rise wildly at the same time.

"Yeah, yeah..." Kitahara Iori waved her hands, her laughter was a little reckless, "When I think about how they used to be normal..."

Imamura Kohei showed a grinning grin, and the seamless connection of the heart, "We can't help but think...."

"You guys are really beasts..." Kujo Tetaro sighed softly, his expression suddenly ferocious, "...they will look like they will degenerate in the future."

"What are you doing, smiling so weirdly?"

Azusa Hamaoka, who didn't know when to return, walked in front of the three of them with a light smile.

"Tell me, is there any fun you can do, let's play together."

"By the way, sister Zi, who tricked you into joining the diving club?"

"Cheat? Your life experience is a bit strange. Don't you just follow what you like when you join a club?"

"You guys talk, I'll leave for a while."

Kujo Tetaro took the vibrating cell phone and went outside the club to answer the call.

"Hey, Dad, what do you want from me?"

"Didn't you ask me about buying a car a while ago? It's like this. I have a friend who owes me money at Neon, but that person's economy is in crisis, so he gave me the car. It's a car that's been bought for less than a year. Toyota Prado, although it’s a bit of a loss, but there’s nothing you can do about it, you’re going to transfer the car to your own name this weekend, understand?”

"Toyota, okay, you can email me if you need attention."

"Oh, it's all cheap for you in the end, it's uncomfortable!"

After hanging up the phone disapprovingly, Kujo Didaro immediately searched for relevant information about the Toyota Prado on the Internet.

Chapter 91: Hurry, urge, urge, huh?

Kujo Didaro wanted a car, but he didn't understand the market for cars.

In his opinion, the price of a Toyota car will not be too high, and it is estimated to be around two or three million.

However, to his surprise, the starting price of this Toyota named Prado was more than six million.

More than six million...

Kujo Ditaro flipped the screen, looked at it for a while, and muttered: "The SUV off-road model is also in line with my physique, but the fuel consumption is estimated to be high. I bought it for less than a year, and it is barely suitable for me to practice. Forget it , anyway, with my reflexes, these are all coping..."

With a buzz, the text message pops up.

Kujo Ditaro clicked on the text message to check. There was not much content in it, just the matters needing attention in the transfer and the phone number of the person who owed money.

In order to get things done earlier, he didn't wait until the weekend, but made a phone call on the spot.

After making an appointment to meet at noon tomorrow, Kujo Tetaro put away his phone and returned to the classroom in a happy mood.

.....

The school festival at Izu University lasted no more than two days, and after the end was the weekend that students usually look forward to.

Compared with high school students who cannot work, college students basically have part-time jobs on weekends.

However, Kujo Tetaro, whose family conditions are relatively well-off, has never had the experience of part-time work.

There is no way, don't look at his parents' reluctance on the surface, in fact, the living expenses that should be given in private, not only have not been missed, but the amount is much higher than that of ordinary college students.

Of course, even so, Kujo Tetaro was still very poor.

It's not that he is poor in the actual sense, but that some things he wants to buy are too expensive.

When the material needs cannot be met, everyone will sigh, why are they so poor!

On Saturday afternoon, Kujo Tetaro was busy with the transfer of the car.

Because he didn't know the way of this business very well, he could only run around with the original car owner, but luckily everything went smoothly.

After the incident, the original car owner still had a lot of emotion for him, intending to create an appearance that he was at a loss.

"You don't know, I bought this car with a roof. It cost nearly [-] million at that time. I also found someone to modify it. There is also a refrigerator in the back..."

"Life is like a drama. The former president of the company is now so downcast that he sells his property. Alas, sometimes I envy your parents. I don't start a company myself, but I am an executive in a big company, and my life is comparable. We presidents are much more comfortable..."

"This car is actually really good, and your dad didn't lose much, and if you don't take the car away now, you may really have nothing after waiting for a while..."

After listening to the bibi chatter for more than half an hour, Kujo Tetaro finally sent him to his destination.

Although the transaction process was a little flawed, the result was good.

According to the introduction of the original car owner, this car is not only top-of-the-line, but has also been remodeled, and the trunk is equipped with a small refrigerator....

However, things like cars don't cost a lot to buy, but once they are resold, their value will be greatly reduced.

What's more, ten million can buy this car, but this transfer car can't be worth ten million.

Thinking of his father's helpless tone of gnashing his teeth, Kujo Titaro understood that they probably lost a lot in this transaction of repaying debts with property.

However, there was no way. According to that person's situation, it was a blessing in misfortune to be able to get a car back now.

If you stick to the real debt and don't let it go, you may lose your money and people.

Didi!

There was a urging horn sound from behind, Kujo Tetaro turned the steering wheel and turned around without thinking.

Due to the land restrictions of Neon, the roads are not spacious, and it is a bit troublesome to turn around for an SUV model like him.

However, what irritated him the most was that the sound of the horn at the rear never stopped.

Didn't you see that I was making a U-turn, urging, urging, urging... urging my life!

Kujo Ditaro became angry, lowered the car window silently, and put his arms outside the window without saying anything.

The explosive muscles that give people a visual impact appear more surging and powerful under the setting sun.

For some reason, the horn sound, which was still very rhythmic before, suddenly disappeared.

Kujo Ditaro leaned on the window with one arm, and turned the steering wheel with the other hand.

His movements were not fast, but at the moment the arena was surprisingly quiet.

And this is the tacit understanding in a harmonious society.

As long as you give the other party some appropriate communication, the other party will understand you and even make reasonable concessions for you.

You see... it's just communication.

Seeing the car leaning to the left, Kujo Tetaro kicked the accelerator, and the tall and spacious Prado drove away with an angry roar.

...

Buzz!

Kujo Tetaro was driving while answering the phone.

"Hey Iori, what's the matter?"

"Di Taro, we're holding a reception for the newcomers tonight, are you okay?"

"Well...I see, I'll go there later."

Glancing at his phone, he saw that it was past five o'clock in the afternoon, and he didn't procrastinate, so he turned around and rushed towards Grand Blue.

Passing by a gas station, after remembering the displacement of the car, Kujo Didaro stopped to fill up the fuel tank regardless of the half of the gas gauge left.

To be honest, this kind of 4.0-displacement off-road vehicle is really not suitable for college students. After all, a barrel of oil costs [-] less.

However, with his physique, apart from driving this kind of spacious off-road vehicle, other cars are not only restrained, but also very inconsistent.

"Um...."

After walking around the side of the road and finally finding a parking space, Kujo Ditaro found that the parking space was a bit narrow.

It's not that the parking space is narrow, but that the two cars in front and behind are parked a bit out of bounds.

Kujo Tetaro tried to pour it inward several times, but to no avail.

After thinking for a while, he got off the driver's seat and glanced around casually.

After confirming that no one was passing by, he quickly walked to the back of the car in front and silently pushed it hard.

A car weighing several tons, without any dignity at all, was pushed out a short distance with ease.

Kujo Ditaro took a few steps back, and after confirming that the parking space was wide enough, he immediately reversed the car.

Not long after he left, a maturely dressed female driver stood beside the car with a confused face.

"Eh? Didn't I pull the handbrake? Why did this car slip away? It's okay, it's okay, I didn't hit another car..."

"Hey...why can't it be poured out? The car in front doesn't have a license plate, eh? The one behind doesn't have a license plate either!?"

"Damn, did you make a mistake! How did you get on the road without a license? Ahhhh..."

Kujo Didaro didn't know that his random actions had indirectly caused the collapse of a female driver.

After walking for a few minutes, the signboard of Grand Blue, which is visible from a distance, is within sight.

Just as he was about to approach the house, two figures rushed out of it.

"Di Taro? You came just in time, let's go shopping together."

Chapter 92: The breath of philosophy, awakened?

"Hey, Taro."

"Ok?"

"what is this?"

"Car, mine, understand?"

Kitahara Iori took a step back and covered her eyes with one hand, but the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Kohei Imamura lay prone in front of the window, his fists clenched so that his veins bulged, and his breathing became more and more heavy.