[JOJO] Cream Risotto

I shouldn't have stayed up the night before school started, really, I do realize now.

Two consecutive nights will indeed have a huge impact on a person's mental state. Even if I am as invincible as I am, I will not pay attention...and get on the wrong car.

What kind of experience is it to get on the wrong bus on the first day of school?

What kind of experience is it to get on the wrong bus in a row on the first day of school?

I clutched my head that was still dazed after waking up, and stood at the station of a small fishing village in Rome, secretly sad.

Why am I so overwhelmed with choosing to take the bus!Why don't I just take a taxi to school? !

It was almost noon, and I fell asleep in the car in the dark. The return car had to wait for four hours before it arrived. By the time I got back, it must have passed the reporting time.Fortunately, the reporting time requirements are not so strict. I just need to send an email to the student office to explain the situation, and I can go again tomorrow.

After a brief hesitation, I decided to go for a stroll in the village. I didn't have breakfast before going out, and now it's lunch time. There may be some delicious shops in the village, or... familiar people.

I stopped abruptly and looked at a broom-headed man who was slowly moving forward in a wheelchair 20 meters away.

... a little familiar.

Especially that hairstyle, it is a bit familiar.

But the man I know is not disabled, his eyes are not injured, and his legs are healthy. It is impossible for him to be so weak that he has to rely on a wheelchair to move. He should be radiant and rush over to lift me up the second he sees me. Instead of showing the suspicious expression at the moment, he even held the wheelchair with both hands and was ready to escape at any time.

I took a few steps towards him and clenched my hands into fists.

"... Polnareff?"

The next moment I heard this name, the silver chariot appeared behind the man, and tears welled up in my eyes.

This is a very small fishing village. Everyone should be at home during lunch time, there is no one else around, and he is the only one in my eyes.

"Bobo, why did you become like this, Bobo..." I wiped away my tears, and walked a few steps forward, my voice choked up, "Again, you broke in while someone was going to the bathroom, and you were caught by someone else. Throw it out, and then just happen to be thrown in the middle of the road and get into a car accident?"

The man's expression changed almost inaudibly.

But soon, he shouted loudly: "Stand there and don't move, report your name!"

I was taken aback.

The last time I saw him was nearly ten years ago. At that time, I was still a thin and short man. Compared with him, who was an adult at that time and whose appearance did not change much after ten years, I am now the same as when I was eight years old. It has indeed changed a lot.

"I'm Kujo Kuma, I'm coming to Italy to study this year."

The man showed a sad expression for a moment, but soon he returned to the fierce look just now, and shouted again: "Prove your identity!"

"Didn't I tell you I'm Kujo Kumama!"

"Birthmark! Show me the birthmark!"

The corner of my mouth twitched: "Bobo, you bastard, you are just greedy for my body!"

Having said that, I still tore off the clothes on my shoulders and showed him my star birthmark: "See it! I still remember that you broke in when I was going to the bathroom, and I kicked you out of the window!"

The corner of his mouth also twitched: "How can anyone go to the toilet and fall asleep! I yelled several times and no one answered, I thought no one went in! And how old were you at that time! You are as old as you are now! It's so big..."

His expression finally softened, and I finally walked to his side and stretched out my arms to hug his still firm arms.

"It's you, why did you become such a ghost?"

I asked softly.

"Brother said you were going to investigate the matter of the arrow, why did you get yourself involved?"

Polnareff pointed me in the direction of his house, and I pushed him that way.I probably know what the emotion is surging in my heart, which is killing intent. Although I try my best to hide it from Polnareff, I am sure that once I know the identity of the enemy who made him such a I'm going to blow that guy's head off in no time.

"Mu Zhen, your murderous intent makes me nervous."

Well, I don't hide well.

"...Sorry."

After entering the room, I no longer had any scruples. After closing the door and window, I sat on the edge of the bed and raised my legs: "Be honest, who is the enemy?"

Polnareff looked at me helplessly: "You are still a child."

"Children, I'm an adult! My brother was only 17 when he played Dior, and that's the real kid."

"...you are a girl."

"What's wrong with girls? Look down on girls? Who forced you to lick the toilet on the way to Egypt? When you go to America, you should hear my brother's evaluation of me." think."

"If you have something to say, don't mention the toilet..." Polnareff sighed, but he didn't entangle himself in the black history that I would blow up when I mentioned it before, "I really don't want to involve you , This matter is related to the largest gang in Italy. The gang has powers all over the world and all walks of life. They control the means of transportation and communication, so I have been unable to contact Jotaro all these years. And that guy's ability is too invincible—"

He said that I am not happy if others are invincible: "Can you be stronger than Dior? I admit that I can't beat Dior. He raised a steamroller to hit me during the stoppage time. It can indeed crush me to death. But my stand-in ability Do you remember? But any enemy who is used to attacking with a stand-in will be numb once they touch me."

Polnareff was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and stroked my head in relief.

"I always feel like I've seen another side of Jotaro."

I rolled my eyes and slapped his hand away.

Wait, he said just now that this matter is related to the biggest gang in Italy?

"The gangster you are talking about, isn't it passion? It's the passion that made you like this?"

It just so happens that I have a list and materials of enthusiasm in hand, and anyone can easily find them.

Polnareff nodded: "It's the enthusiastic boss, his name is Diablo."

...Oh, except for the boss, I really can't find the boss.

I silently looked at the ceiling: "No wonder his computer password is the word devil."

With Polnareff's questioning eyes on my face, I briefly explained recent events and my plans to take over as enthusiastic boss.Of course, I hid the news about Risut. After all, I haven't caught up with him yet. I will officially introduce him to my relatives and friends after he becomes my man.

"As you said, I think Diablo has indeed fallen into someone's hands, but his life should be safe, because the crucial notebook has not been found yet." He analyzed seriously, "We are looking for the Whoever owns a laptop must be the one who beats Diablo."

"That's the assassination team. Although I don't know the reason, I'm afraid that all members of the assassination team have betrayed—maybe Diablo is being imprisoned in their residence?"

"...You don't want to take risks alone, even if they are your tenants, those are professional killers."

I curled my lips, but I still promised not to break into the villa of the assassination team.

Diablo's ability is to eliminate time, and the guy who can seriously injure Polnareff will never be too weak. That is to say, the assassination team has a more powerful stand-in messenger who can counter this invincible ability.Could it be Risut?He is the captain. In principle, the captain should be the strongest in the team, right?

I can't believe that Risut, who went looking for Tobio, wasn't involved in the betrayal, he was definitely looking for that notebook too!And he may find me at any time.

So things should be like this. When Diablo learned that he was about to be assassinated, he entrusted the important notebook to Tobio, who had a special identity, and asked him to give the notebook to someone, and Tobio When I wanted to snatch the phone to contact that person, I was sent to the hospital.The assassination team knew that it was Tobio who got the notebook, but they probably didn't know whether Tobio had handed over the notebook. If it really came to me, I could handle it.

... So what is Tobio's identity?Could it be Diablo's son?

Polnareff came to Italy to find an arrow that could make a stand-in messenger, but Diablo didn't mention the arrow at all in the emails of the past three years. It is very likely that this important arrow is hidden in the In one of his safe houses or secret bases, or maybe it was handed over to some trusted cadre.

In short, no matter what, I have to find Diablo first, not only to find the arrow, but also to avenge Polnareff, and by the way, to stabilize my position as the new boss.

I have a plan now, let Risut think that the notebook has been handed over, the organization has changed to a new boss, and the new boss is secretly investigating who the betrayer is, and suspects the recent assassination group.

Under this premise, I who sent Tobio to the hospital became the breakthrough point of the incident. After the new boss confirmed my identity, he sent me to the assassination team as a bait to confirm whether the assassination team was still obedient. In exchange for the safety of my friend Polnareff, let me secretly investigate the situation of the assassination team——

Polnareff and I roughly perfected this plan. He repeatedly emphasized that he must pay attention to safety, otherwise he would not be able to explain to my brother. I touched his thorny hair and told him to get ready to talk to the SPW consortium in the near future. Back to America.

So, the operation to save Diablo begins now!

The author has something to say:

·The boss lying flat in the hospital slowly raised a question mark

·Writing and writing, the author who was amused by the summary of the situation of the cream sister is crumbs (?