If I'm not mistaken, the place in front of me should be the Colosseum in Rome, Italy, but I have never been to Italy, and I have no acquaintances in Italy, so - who is it?Knowing me can still be called so familiar?

I turned my head and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy standing behind me, um... I didn't say that, no, although it's very impolite to say it, I still want to say it...

Boy, why are you wearing Pinru's clothes?And ironed the bangs into three donuts?

"No." The boy's eyes changed instantly, and he lowered his head, "It's Hanako, there's nothing wrong with that, but... isn't it the Hanako of 'this era'?"

? ? ? ?

Boy, did you get the script from the screenwriter?

"Giorno, what are you doing here?" Someone called the boy's name from a distance, and a young man dressed like clothes came from there.

No, are all you Italian men so coquettish?

"Giorno, what happened, why did you suddenly..." Following behind the blue hat youth was a young girl—well, the Italian little sister was also very enthusiastically dressed.

"I came here to take a look when I saw a strange light, but I didn't expect to meet someone unexpected." The boy named Giorno said to his friend, "Mista, Trish, this is... ..." He paused, showing a slightly subtle smile, "Miss Hanako Yamada, a friend I have known for a long time."

……juvenile? !You don't want to unilaterally declare that I know you? !Am I still confused? !who the hell are you? !

"Ah!" He suddenly thought it was a reaction and grabbed my hand, "If it's Hanako, maybe it can..." He dragged me to go somewhere.

"Hey! Wait a minute! What's going on, who are you? What era is this here, don't just drag me away without explaining anything." I staggered a step forward as he grabbed my wrist.

"Wait a minute, Giorno, what happened—"

The young man named Mista did not finish his sentence.

In the Roman Colosseum, there is such a legend that ancient ghosts reverberate here. Many people who entered the Colosseum were captured by the ghosts before they could finish their words.

Kidding.

But Mista was indeed gone.

Trish was gone too.

Giorno was still holding my hand, he was quite strong, I struggled twice but couldn't break free.

"Gioruno Giovanna." Someone called his name.

I turned around and saw an Italian with a strange hairpin on his head, a short hair cut, and dressed like... Forget it, I don’t want to continue to play this meme anymore—Italy wearing a topless dress with a tattoo like a lace bra inside Sao male.

I no longer know which of the two Italian men in front of me is the hotter.

"Buggarati!" Giorno's eyes widened. Although he was surprised, he still grabbed my hand.

...Is there anything you can let go of your hand before talking about it?

"The current me" doesn't know you at all!

The man with the tattoo in the lace corset turned his head and looked at me, "Tourists?" He raised his head, "Get out of here quickly, the next world is not accessible to ordinary people like you."

Ah, although I feel underestimated, I still want to give him a thumbs up for the other party's behavior of driving away innocent people before starting the fight.

"What's going on, Bucciarati, you've obviously—"

Okay, this is probably a script where a dead gay friend comes back from the dead and comes to fall in love with the donut boy.

Don't tell me who wrote this script, it's too old-fashioned, what kind of variant Romeo and Juliet script? !

"So, what kind of 'world' is it? Could you show me?" Jotaro walked over with his hands in his trouser pockets.

"Jotaro! Huh! I thought I lost my return ticket." I breathed a sigh of relief.

He frowned, and his eyes stopped on Giorno over Bugarati.

To be precise, it was Giorno's hand that grabbed my wrist.

what……

I shook it a couple more times with embarrassment, but I still couldn't shake Donut Boy's hand away.

...What's the matter with you, kid? !Are you trying to frame me and prove that I am a pedophile?Let go quickly!I swear I don't like anyone younger than me!If I violate this oath, my husband will never come home after marriage!

The man with the lace corset and tattoo... Well, Bugarati turned his head and glanced at him. Just as he was about to say something, he was punched flying in the next second.

Jotaro must have stopped this time!

"F-what happened..." Bugarati spat out a big mouthful of blood, lay on the ground and looked up at the sky, "Why did you just..."

In other words, he was covered in blood. Judging from the injury alone, he was probably punched several times by Platinum Star Oula.

Giorno finally let go of my hand. Just as he was about to go up, another person landed beside Bucciarati from the sky.

"It's really stupid, Giorno, although it's a pity, but for [that adult] we have to get rid of you here." The purple-lipped man said so.

"Why both Apache and Nalanja!" Giorno looked as if he really couldn't react.

Well, these two are probably also friends who came back from the dead.

No matter who the “adult” said by the man with purple lipstick is, choosing to resurrect the kid’s friend to kill him is such a wicked behavior, it’s almost the same as the mentally retarded Dior who gave Jotaro a friend. Same hair.

Giorno walked up to Jotaro and said to him, "Mr. Kujo Jotaro, although I don't want to trouble you, but in the current situation, please help me."

Wow, this Italian kid's honorifics are sneaky.

Jotaro glanced at him, silently agreeing.

Well, I'm not good at fighting personally, the two of them should be able to handle the three guys over there.

But that little guy is also quite powerful, he can immediately react from the situation where a friend becomes an enemy and make a decision, he is very determined.

And I am even more sure that this child knows "I" or me in this era, and Jotaro.But I don't know why the very delicate relationship with Jotaro is not good.

And he must be a stand-in messenger.

"Buggarati, answer me, where are Mista and Trish?" Giorno asked.

This is not right, since he has captured the hostage, how can he answer honestly, generally speaking, he would answer "Do you want to know? Hehehe, I just won't tell you." or something like that.

"They were caught by my 'steel chain fingers' ability, if you want to know," Bugarati stood up and wiped the blood from his face, "come and defeat me."

……

Well, I touched my inexplicably painful face.

The other party seemed to be a very honest person with extremely high self-esteem.

"Hanako, you are not good at fighting, step back." Giorno said to me.

……

I'm sorry, with your attitude, I really think you are really planning to accuse me of some trumped-up charges? !

A lesson from heaven and earth, I am not, I do not have it!

The author has something to say: the above chapter will be used as a long-term notification chapter in the future

If you add more, it will be gone before eight o'clock.

After all, visiting relatives and friends during Chinese New Year is very troublesome.

Aqiang's biggest enemy is actually Furry [no

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