[Zhongzhu jojo] Hanako's Bizarre Adventure

Jotaro's university exams went very well.

Ah, it must be a matter of course.

The "natural" I mean does not refer to a stand-in who can get what he wants, but Jotaro himself is very capable, how can the mere top 50 Tokaida be able to defeat him.

And the time has finally advanced to the summer vacation. I packed a bunch of luggage at home. Although I can also live at Tomoko's house, it is safer to stay in a hotel for the time being.

After Jousuke got a fever, I haven't seen Tomoko for a while, and I don't know how Jousuke is doing now.

Ah, the miso marinated beef tongue in Moriomachi is very delicious, I will take Jotaro to try it another day.

"Really? Are you going back to Morioh Town? Do you want me to pick you up at the station?" Tomoko said to me happily on the phone, "Since I returned to Morioh Town from Tokyo, we seldom get together like this together?"

"What are you talking about, didn't you take Josuke to swim in Okinawa last summer?" I complained.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Do you want me to pick you up? Do you want my family to let you out of the guest room?" The friend on the other end of the phone called her father, "Dad, Hanako is going back to Morioh Town..."

"Ah, no need this time," I hurriedly stopped her, "I brought my companions this time, so I stayed at the hotel..."

"Hey~? Hanako, who has been as stupid as a big rock since she was a child, finally has a boyfriend? Or is she actually a girlfriend?" Tomoko teased me.

"...It's not considered a boyfriend..." I scratched my head, "For now?"

"...A good man is like the wind. It is fleeting. If you drag it around, you will only be poached by others in the end. You have to listen to me." She persuaded me earnestly.

"If it can be poached by others, there is no value in keeping it." I complained, "By the way, how is Jousuke? Are your grades okay?"

"Wow, why did you ask such a heavy question about grades when you first came up." Tomoko deliberately raised her voice, "Jousuke~Hanako asked about your exam grades."

"Pfft! Cough cough cough cough..."

Jousuke's choking voice came from the other end of the phone.

Having a baby is really for fun.

"So, do you still know the way? The station has been renovated in the past two years, so you shouldn't get lost? Do you really don't want me to pick you up?" Tomoko continued to chat with me about the topic just now.

"Well, I really don't need it, I will come to you." I said to the other end of the phone.

In fact, there is another very important reason for not letting Tomoko come to pick me up, and that is Jotaro—although the difference between the old and the young is a bit big, Jotaro and Joseph actually look alike...ah, no I don't know whether Tomoko will admit her mistake, or what action she will take if she realizes that my companion is the old man's grandson...

This is the only problem that gives me such a headache.

But...it's impossible to hide it from Tomoko all the time, and it's not a weak reason for "for your own good" all the time.

In the final analysis, it is just a reason such as "fear of embarrassment" and "fear of trouble".

"Hanako?" Tomoko called me from the other end, "Hanako?" Because I didn't answer her for a while, she called me again, "Do you... have anything else you want to say to me?"

"That... Tomoko." I bit my lip, "I have something to tell you. When I get to Duwang Town, I'll go directly to your house."

"Okay." She answered me and hung up the phone.

... How did I become best friends with Dongfang Pengzi?

This probably started when I was in the fourth grade of elementary school. Although my father and Uncle Dongfang were familiar with each other because they were colleagues at that time, in fact, Tomoko and I didn’t have that much to say.

Ah, I was in the second year of middle school at that time, and the children around me looked like goldfish.

It is said that Japanese children are precocious, and there is nothing wrong with this sentence. They are only in the fourth grade of elementary school and have already started sending love letters, confessing their love and giving Valentine’s chocolates. February [-]th in the fourth grade.

She was in middle school at the time, and she stood with her hips on her hips for the slightly fat and unattractive girl in the same class who was teased by boring boys. In a place where campus bullying is everywhere, this kind of behavior means that she may become The next target to be bullied.

But she still acted like a big sister, helping the girl who was bullied, and even fighting.

...Although I am embarrassed to admit it, I actually have a natural liking for "a fool with a sense of justice".

A day later, on the way home, I saw those boring punks discussing how to show her some color. Out of curiosity, I couldn't help but strike up a few words with them.

The result, of course, was that they all ended up in the hospital.

Tomoko ran to the gate of the elementary school and blocked me, "What did you do to them?"

"...How do you know it's me?"

"Didn't someone see you talking to them? So what did you say to them? Why did they fight among themselves first?" Tomoko asked me with his arms crossed.

"Hmm..." I, who was only in the fourth grade at the time, put my index finger on my lips, tilted my head slightly and gave her a 45-degree smile, "Guess?"

She pressed my head with a blank expression, "No matter what you say or do, you are not so lucky every time! Gloomy brat!"

——It's not good luck, but just the right use of the fragility, incompetence, and greed of the biological psychology of "human beings".

But at that time, I admitted her evaluation of me as a "gloomy little devil".

After all, in the eyes of most of my classmates at the time, I looked at them like goldfish, and they looked at me like a freak, the kind who ignored people.

Then they gradually became acquainted and developed into the current girlfriend relationship.

To be honest, I like fools.

It doesn't matter even if it's a fool playing dumb.

Being with my own kind makes me unhappy.

Tomoko is both a "fool" and "not the same kind".

...Thinking about it, my head hurts again.

It's all the old man's fault, he deserves at least two beatings.

After packing up my luggage, I turned to Kujo House to pick up Jotaro, but this guy was actually relaxed, with only one bag on his back.

"...Where's the luggage?" I asked him.

He tilted his head back slightly, and gestured to the bag he was carrying on one shoulder with his eyes, "I don't understand why you have to bring so many things with you every time you go out, and you don't wear makeup."

"...I want you to take care of it." I rolled his eyes at him, "I'll drive..."

He said almost at the same time I spoke, "I'll call a taxi."

He and I stared wide-eyed, "Do you know how expensive it is to take a taxi to Morioh Town?"

"Then I don't want to be in your passenger seat either," he said.

...Okay, just to say this to you, I must tie you to my co-pilot and weld the door shut...

"I booked a hotel room..." As if receiving my gaze, Jotaro pinched the side of his hat and turned his head, "Two rooms." He added.

Well, very sensible.

"And I called a taxi too, it's almost here." Jotaro let go of his hat and dropped his hands.

Because he has already graduated, he finally changed the uniform he was wearing until he was about to vomit—in fact, the uniform has basically been changed by him beyond recognition—and changed into a windbreaker with a vest inside and only a hat. Unchanged for thousands of years and his hair as one.

Sure enough, the hat is the main body.

...And, he even hails a taxi, it seems that he is determined not to let me drive.

It was already late when we arrived in Morioh Town, and the sunset was about to sink below the horizon, so I decided to go to Tomoko tomorrow and check into the hotel first.

The two rooms Jotaro ordered are adjacent, and I can knock on the door to find him at any time.

Because it was still early before going to bed, I took my dinner and ran to find Jotaro. When I opened the door, I found him drinking tea, "Drink tea at night and be careful not to fall asleep."

"Well, it's actually okay." He lacked interest and answered me lazily.

"You're looking at the house." I leaned over with bacon in my mouth, casually flipped through the magazines in his hand, and chatted vaguely with him, "You just got into college, don't move out in such a hurry, right? "

"Then are you planning to move to my house to live with me? Or should I move to your house to live with you?" He raised his head and glanced at me.

...? ? ? ?

No?

Why can't I understand what you are talking about?

"Did I hear hallucinations or something? When did I say I would move in and live with you?" I was so scared that my bacon fell to the floor, okay!

"That's why we're moving out," Jotaro replied.

"...No, no, I think we are a bit cross-server..." I rubbed my temples, "What the hell do you want?"

He stared at me for a while, "Since Cobb won't marry me before, let's start living together."

"??????" I looked at him dumbfounded.

Although I know that his actions have always been very good, and his thinking is very advanced... But? ? ? ?

"Wait, wait..." I stretched out my hand to stop him from continuing, "I have no money to buy a house, and all my money (competition prize money and scholarship) is used to support Giorno..."

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I immediately felt a chill in my body.

No, Jotaro, put away your look of "you are raising a little boy outside behind my back"... "I swear, I was raised as a son..."

"...You help Dior raise his son?"

...Can you change the focus? !

"I was wrong..." I covered my face.

He sighed, "There's no need to admit your mistakes." He thought for a while, and then added, "You won't change anyway."

You really know me.

"Wow, you're actually looking at a two-storey villa with a courtyard... How inhumane?" I quickly changed the subject, picked up a corner of the magazine, and a smaller magazine fell out of it.

I glanced at it, and it was full of recommendations for baby room decoration, baby carriages, cribs, dreamy ocean room decoration for little girls aged [-] to [-], etc...

……

Too far ahead, Jotaro.

It's so ahead of its time that it's kind of... gross.

"Jotaro."

"Ok?"

Jotaro, who was named, was a little embarrassed and deliberately didn't look at me.

"...You are so disgusting." How could there be such a dead-looking man? !

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