The villain's love literacy

She felt very heavy, lying on the ground and didn't want to move, the sticky feeling in her chest and abdomen slowly dissipated, and her clothes became cold and hard, and she didn't even want to touch them.

Fortunately, I hardly feel any pain anymore, but the consciousness is slowly dissipating.

Not far away is a big bridge, and from time to time there are loud noises of fighting between stand-ins.

A black and golden figure appeared vaguely on the retina. She tried to open her eyes wide, but she couldn't see clearly what happened.

A white figure floated out to replace DIO's position just now, Resurrection gently hugged his master, carefully avoiding the wound, his eyebrows drooped, his expression sad.

"Sissy, are you sure?"

This was the first time she chose to hit the muzzle of the gun by herself, and the main body was really seriously injured.

Many time travels have left her living mechanically, waiting for a new start. The appearance of DIO has made her feel "alive". Whether it is joy or pain, they are all proofs that she is still alive.

The brunette woman didn't respond to her question directly, she sighed, staring at the revived golden eyes, the long eyelashes cast heavy shadows, Sylvia murmured.

"Would you... DIO...?"

It knew what Sissy wanted to say.

Every time she activated her ability, it wasn't her deciding who would actually be resurrected, but the substitute itself. She only vaguely knew the result after it made a choice, and the resurrection itself "chooses" the person it thinks should be resurrected.

The white stand-in was silent for a while, its fingers gently combed through the master's hair, and slid down Sylvia's hair with a very soft voice.

"I'm sorry, Cici, but DIO he...can't."

That blond man was a bad person through and through, and although he was okay with Sissy, it was one thing for Sissy to like him, and another to be able to live on after she left this world.

It is impossible for her to let a man like DIO or Kimai Tsuji come out to make trouble again. Maybe Katz is different to some extent, he no longer needs to fight.

"Okay, I know, I just want to make sure..."

Sylvia coughed, a trace of blood trickled down the corner of her mouth, and half-closed her eyes.

"Stop talking and wasting your energy, Sissy."

Resurrection pressed the master's shoulder, and it could even feel its own strength slowly weakening, but if Sylvia wanted to fulfill her final wish, now was not the time.

"They're not over yet."

After an unknown period of time, until her fingertips became numb due to the cold, she felt that the resurrection had disappeared from her side, and then her body felt the slight vibration of the ground, and someone came over.

Sylvia tried to open her eyes, and it was a black figure.

She wanted to call Jotaro's name, but after mumbling for a long time, her throat was full of fishy and sweet breath, and she couldn't say a word.

As if sensing that she had something to say, the man approached and half squatted down. After hesitating for a while, he still half picked her up and held her in his arms.

Young and pitiful, Jotaro lowered his head and stared at her, or maybe it was the female classmate he had always been annoyed to come to his side, and he had never hugged anyone else.

The way this woman looked at him always gave him a creepy feeling, as if she had known him a long time ago, but it was impossible for him to have any chance to know her.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

The rise and fall of her chest was already very weak, there was no color on her face, and the white clothes could no longer see the color it used to be. He could clearly feel that her life was passing by quickly, and it was rare for Jotaro to ask softly in a patient and gentle voice.

Sylvia barely raised her hand, and only had time to grab the collar of the young man in black. Her bloodless hands held the black cloth and the gold chain at the same time, but the heavy metal gave her the illusion of being hot.

"Can I have one last look at him?"

"……it is good."

After finishing speaking, he stood up holding her silently, carefully walked around the chest and abdominal wounds, moved his body and caused the woman to cough a few times, and more dark blood flowed out.He also had many wounds on his body, but it seemed that those were no longer important, the dark color flowing from Sylvia's chest stained his clothes, Jotaro didn't care.

Sylvia was leaning weakly in Jotaro's arms, and she could see clearly from this height.

The blond man lay there quietly, and would never sit up and tease her maliciously again. This may be the quietest moment since he met DIO.

Her heart seemed to be completely dead after being pierced by the sharp knife, and the temperature and all other things flowed out together with the viscous blood, never returning to her body.

Not wanting to invest too much is to fear the day of parting, but every time she overestimates herself, she still cares.

Looking at the culprit who killed his best friend, made his grandfather unknown, and his mother lingered in the gate of hell, Jotaro's mood was more complicated than ever. When the morning came, he would personally watch DIO disappear in the sun, without knowing Why, looking at the expression of the woman in his arms, his heart seemed to be grabbed.

A hot drop of hot tears flowed down the woman's cheek, soaked into the clothes on his chest, and made him tremble all over.

The hand that had been holding on to his collar finally had no strength left, and he lowered his head to look at the pair of eyes that were gradually dimming - when they met for the first time, the eyes of a woman were shining even in the dark night.

Jotaro lowered his head actively, lowered his ears, and leaned close to her lips to hear the last words clearly.

"Jotaro, you really are a gentle person..."

The woman tried her best to show a bright smile in his arms, and Jotaro's heart skipped a beat, not sure if it was because of that smile, or the content and tone of her words.

"you--"

His blue eyes were filled with shock, but he was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Cough, Kakyoin, he..."

The voice gradually weakened, and in the end he still couldn't catch the last few words. The woman in his arms had closed her eyes forever, and he still didn't know her name.

correct!On the way before, Kakyoin had asked him to do something. It was a young black-haired girl. They met in Egypt, but after he was implanted with granulation and returned to Japan, he never heard from her again.

Busy fighting with DIO, he didn't think about it at all, but all the information can be matched, she is... Yayoi Asagiri?

Suddenly, a white figure appeared beside him, and Platinum Star immediately followed, making a defensive posture.

If the master dies, can the substitute continue to exist?It was covered in white all over, and it had a white bathrobe. Its golden eyes looked at him quietly for a while, and then began to emit light.

"What? What is this—!?"

Several dots of light scattered from its star headdress to the ground, condensing into a human form. The first figure that gradually became clear was orange, followed by green, and finally there was a small, animal figure.

"...Jotaro?"

As soon as he regained consciousness after landing, Kakyoin immediately spoke, what's going on?Isn't he already dead?Just glancing at the already dimmed stand-in, his eyes were drawn to the woman in Jotaro's arms.

"Yayoi!"

— January 1989, 1 —

The first light of the morning was reflected behind the horizon, and all the darkness faded away with the shadows like the tide. The body of the blond vampire was placed by the open Nile River, and there was another figure beside him.

The dark-haired woman leaned quietly on DIO's shoulder, her face peacefully as if she had fallen into a long sleep.

Joseph Joestar looked into the distance with a serious expression, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem.

After the blood was returned, he woke up without any danger, and after listening to Jotaro's explanation, he couldn't help but think of his youthful experience, there was a story about saving the world from the pillars that no one knew about, and How his best friend Cesar Zeppelin was brought back to life.

Even if he couldn't see it with his own eyes, he could still imagine the appearance of the white double that Jotaro and the others described.

It is impossible for there to be two identical doubles in the world, but this incident did happen, the exact same way of activation, the same is to bring people back to life.

"Jotaro, I'm going to say something very strange..."

He stared at the woman's face, with black hair and black eyes, which gradually overlapped with the Zhu girl who had only met a few times at that time. Maybe there is such a miraculous thing in this world.

— January 1999, 7 —

All the stand-in messengers in Morioh Town gather because of Yayoi Asagiri's death.

The substitute belonging to Sylvia brought back the dead people after leaving clues, and also brought three ancient pillars from the prehistoric era who did not know whether they were enemies or friends.

Just as the white figure gradually dimmed, the expression of 28-year-old Jotaro Kujo changed.

"Wait! Something's wrong!"

His gaze met his grandfather, and the man in white immediately knew that the old man had "remembered".

Something gradually emerged from the deepest part of the memory, and a memory that had not been opened in the past ten years rushed into my mind.

No, it's not!

It's not that they have experienced it and forgotten it, but that something has indeed changed. Regarding that trip to Egypt, he actually has two memories!

The scenery around him began to change, but when he stopped, Jotaro found that there was not much change, but the signs of a few small shops on the street changed, a beef rice shop became a drug store, and the color of the street signs on the road And the name of one of the roads was changed...

This is also Morioh Town in Japan.

"Jotaro...?"

A voice came from behind. When he just heard this strange and familiar voice, the man in white's back froze for a few seconds. Originally, he had only heard this voice for 50 years, but after thinking about it, he heard it again. 10 years.

He turned around, and a red-haired man in green clothes stood there quietly, looking at the place where the white double disappeared, his eyes widened in shock.There are two vertical scars over his eyes, but it doesn't affect his gentle demeanor at all.

Kakyoin Noriaki, his companion who should have died in Egypt ten years ago.

What is true and what is false?Which one is real and which one is illusion?

There was a rare confusion in Jotaro's blue eyes.

When investigating substitute messengers around the world, he also learned about a concept that no one can explain the secret of time, but there may be such a wonderful thing in the world.

The world line has changed.

— January 2002, 4 —

At the entrance of a private cemetery by the bay of Naples, several burly men in black guarded it like a copper wall. Anyone who approached would receive the most severe warning.

If you pay close attention, the row of black cars parked on the side of the driveway are low-key good brands, and there is an imperceptible dark mark in the lower right corner of the car logo.

Everyone in the gang knew the mark, though.

"Passionate", in just one year, this underground kingdom ruled the whole of Italy.

April is just a good time to enter the spring. If there is no sign of the cemetery at the entrance, some people may think that this is some kind of garden, with lush plants and bright and fragrant flowers. There are former mayors and politicians buried here. , and capitalists.

A group of men in suits surrounded a new stele in a semicircle. It had obviously not experienced any wind and rain, and the writing on the stele was clearly visible.

Silvia Zebelin Serafina.

April 4 last year was the day when the new godfather defeated the former emperor. Just 6 days later, the survivors found the lover of the legendary boss. Her death brought back some partners. The death date of this lady is also theirs. Get new life.

A year has passed in a blink of an eye, and even with such a huge underground empire, "enthusiasm" is just the beginning in their eyes.

But on this day, everyone stopped what they were busy with at the same time. Whether it was the godfather himself, or the guards, assassins, and pro-guards, more than half of the "enthusiasm" high-level cadres gathered here.

And all they can do is thank you silently.

The weeds around the tombstone were cleaned up. It is indeed a high-end cemetery that has been paid a lot of money to maintain.

Standing at the front of the group of people was a young man with blond hair. With a slight movement of his fingers, green vines slowly climbed up the edge of the stone tablet, blooming white flowers.

Compared with a year ago, his eyes were more determined. The little godfather with three golden hair bands on his forehead looked more mature, and the innocence that was originally not much, which belonged to children, completely faded from his face.

A pink-haired lady who was about the same age as him looked at the man with short black hair and skin at the side with some concern. He received the signal of a rising star in the music scene and sighed slowly.

Buccarati put his hands on Giorno Giobana's shoulder lightly, with a calm voice.

"It's almost time, we should go back."

The blond-haired godfather turned his head and looked into the man's dark blue eyes. His gaze slowly swept over the people standing behind him. Whether they were former companions or enemies, they all appeared here together.

Everyone owed her something they couldn't pay and didn't know how to.

He took one last deep look at the name engraved on the tombstone.

At the same time next year, they will visit her again, and only death can stop them.

Part5 Egypt (End)