[Miscellaneous] On the way home

Jody/Chenghua/Zhanlu in this chapter

Bgm-california strongly recommend listening and watching x

I like that you are still, as if you are far away.

It sounds like a lament, a butterfly cooing like a dove.

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[15 years ago]

——"According to the execution method of traitors."

"Dior Brando will fall into the sea forever."

There was no moonlight in this night, the rain was pouring down, the waves churned on the steep outer wall of the cliff, splashing a trembling roar, the cold moisture seeped into the palm from Dio's fingertips, he opened his eyelids with difficulty, from the chaos Reaffirming his situation in the darkness.

He was lying curled up on the corner of the cliff that stretched out to the sea, his hands clipped behind his back, and his messy blond hair dripping into the dirty stagnant water.The rain poured into Dio's mouth, and he managed to utter a few inaudible guttural sounds, twitching and coughing.The high-ranking members of the Joestar family stood under the black umbrella and looked down at the traitor—Kujo Jotaro walked towards him slowly, the sound of his footsteps hitting his stomach, and the toe of his shoe heavily crushed the opponent's fragile abdomen, he knelt down and stared angrily at Looking at Dior's pale cheeks, he spoke word by word.

"Dior Brando."

"Atonement in hell."

The sound of the wind was whistling, urging the waves to hit a low echo on the cliff.

The tower that had once belonged to him now loomed eerily behind Jonathan, silhouetted against the night.When Jotaro returned to the umbrella, whispers came from the crowd, "godfather have mercy on him." The godfather himself stood in front of him, and someone held a long-handled black umbrella for him—the continuous rain Sliding down from the edge of the umbrella like a curtain, he could only see Jonathan's eyes clearly, those blue eyes like a pair of cold glass marbles in the dark night.

Jonathan pitied him.

Have mercy on him!

Anger burned his heart.Dio struggled in vain, the urge to curse filling his brain.This is insulting.It was a merciless mockery of his ridiculous beliefs—that kid Dalio picked up from the gutter never got anything he thought he would.The oath was broken on the surface of the sea tonight, splashing into fleeting froth.The bouts of abdominal pain jolted his angry, throbbing brain back briefly, and Dio stared down at his belly.Instinctive fear broke out of the pain, overwhelming fear nailed his limbs, Omega trembled like a dying thirsty fish—he instinctively wanted to prop up his body in the throbbing trance, seeking Alpha's shelter.

......

Akid.

Mykid.

He struggled to open his mouth, bleeding from his bruised lip behind the tape.Dio anxiously looked for Jonathan's shadow.Fear and anger made his spine tense and his fingertips tremble.The rain that hit his head and face tore his whispering words to pieces.Dio's blurred vision was surrounded by black umbrellas, and those black shadows locked him on the cliff on a stormy night—he could no longer find Jonathan's eyes.

The godfather stepped forward and tied the judged prisoner to the boulder.

The wind and thunderstorm blew the horn of execution.

He hugs Dio one last time.The drenched man raised his anxious eyes, his throat rolled, and the rain all over his face rolled down from the corners of his eyes to his chin. Godfather gently wiped away the accumulated tears at the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.There was no moonlight in this night, but Dio's eyes were like a dark fire that was about to burn out.

"God bless you."

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[15 years later]

"God bless you."

The priest would place the tray in front of Giorno, and he would take some coins from his pocket and drop them into the silver vessel.Giorno lowered his head and let the priest stroke his forehead, "Child." He closed the book in his hand, "Has your confession started yet?"

"Yes." Giorno replied, "I will confess to my heavenly father. My father committed the crime of murder. He shamed God and is so vicious." The beautiful patterns reflected by the sunlight on the church windows, The crucified Jesus Christ was tied to the cross, and his shadow was reflected on Giorno's face.The priest listened quietly to his confession. "I know my father is guilty—but he did it for me, so I repent a lot. I confess all this." The black-robed priest stared at Giorno's face, "You are like an old friend of mine. He also He was a lost sinner, powerful but tormented." The priest lovingly placed the cross on his forehead and prayed for his father, "God forgive him. All his sins are forgiven, because he loves many."

There was a gentle knock on the door.

The priest looked up.

Under the mural depicting the Garden of Eden stands a tall man, wearing a light white shirt, with his back facing the snake that Satan has turned into, and his pupils are as red as the forbidden fruit.The long, soft sleeve was draped over his wrist holding the gun, "Giorno." The bullet lightly passed through the priest's forehead, and the blood spattered on the open Bible.Giorno stood up silently, took out the key from the cross on the neck of the dead body, he sighed, "If I were you, I should have listened to it." He threw the gadget to Dio and turned towards Walking out the door, "I thought you wouldn't come."

"It's you who are too slow."

The flowers in Joestar Manor were still crowded and in full bloom, but the laughing and laughing guests had turned into mottled blood stains on the ground.Tobio insists on issuing orders alone, and Dio sneers at him for not even being able to guess the location of Joestar's order room. "Uh... Boss will tell me." The rose-haired young man took the key from Giorno without looking up, "Boss appreciates your efficiency." He made a strange "dululululu" With a loud voice, I picked a flower from the flowerbed and staggered upstairs.Dio crossed his arms and watched his back disappear up the stairs, Giorno wanted to turn around and leave, but his father stopped him with an arm, "It won't take long—" the wind rolled up the dried blood, The red-dyed buds swayed behind Dio, "In the future—you will tell them everything, and you have the right to praise and punish." He stared at his son's green eyes, and his voice was extremely fanatical and determined, " You will be a godfather, Giorno."

Tobio poked his head out from the corridor on the second floor, "Boss is looking for you, Mr. Dio." Dio took Giorno's hand and walked towards the large and amazing building. Step up to the attic at the top of the tower.Diablo acquiesced to Dio's entry into the command room.The sun shone from the end of the corridor, and there was dust floating in the air. Giorno outside the door put on the priest's mutilated cross.He clasped his hands and prayed devoutly—"May all his sins be forgiven, and may he love much."

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The ancient Romans liked cruel entertainment. They put beasts and beasts, people and beasts together to fight and bite.And the record of victory and defeat among them is somewhat unexpected—when life is threatened, human beings will also burst into unimaginable barbaric bloodiness.The tour group not far away was introducing the relevant history of the arena. Kakyoin took off his sunglasses and slowly followed the flow of people.Jonathan's 15 years of peaceful rule seem to give people the illusion, as if they have become down-and-out good-looking gentlemen in suits and ties, who don't need to clench their fists and hold their pistols steady in the brutal war.

There was a slight noise in his ears, and Kakyoin turned his head to look for Jotaro.Hiding in the shadow of the stone pillar, the young man in the hat was smoking a cigarette with his head down. He began to think about these things again—the doctor of oceanography used rare patience to arrange and reorganize the chaotic information.The core is a new instruction, which adopts the highest level of encryption. These contents are repeatedly converted into a long series of numbers according to the random compilation method. After being deciphered, this one-way instruction quickly invaded the terminal in his hand, and Permanently cleared the contents of its memory.

——The Bugarati family, rebellion.

They slaughtered Elena's wedding.

Back to the "nest" - the winner inherits all.

Jotaro was born into this huge family, but he is not a financial genius who plays with capital or a politician who talks big.The beastly young man believed in his fists and marksmanship, and that message sparked some bad premonitions. "Buggarati...?" Jotaro had to admit that he believed Ms. Elena had been killed, and the presence of the godfather was worrisome, with the predator's fine net hanging over his head.

He and Kakyoin contacted Joseph and Dongfang Jousuke respectively.

His brothers may not have noticed yet—but Jotaro has smelled something unusual.The Bucciarati family denied the allegations without hesitation, and Bruno Bucciarati promised to prove his innocence. ——Kakyoin was dubious about his statement, the power that had been entrenched in Naples for a long time grew extremely rapidly, and the young leader had no connection with the Joestar family.

Kakyoin insisted on accompanying him to the scene and deployed the defense himself. "Southeast direction, confirm." "Exit A, confirm."... "Sniper point A, confirm." Kakyoin disappeared in the crowd, monitoring the entrance at a distance, he connected to Jotaro's channel, "Boss, control Finish."

"The target person enters the sniper range."

"The target person has entered the line of sight."

The noise in the ears became louder, and a strange voice came to Jotaro's ears, "This is my sincerity, Mr. Kujo." Bugarati calmly interrupted the reports of Jotaro's subordinates.Kakyoin, whose radio was cut off, gripped the handle of the gun tightly, and he pushed through the crowd and walked towards Jotaro. "I hate lies. I believe you do too." Buccarati stood alone on the first floor of the Colosseum. He looked up at Jotaro and raised his hands above his head. "I think we We can talk openly and honestly."

"You are very noisy." Jotaro supported the brim of his hat, he took off his earbuds, stepped on them, and his leather shoes crushed the metal products.He looked down at the man who raised his hands, "10 minutes to explain." He climbed over the railing on the second floor with one hand and landed at high speed on the long pillar, "From now on."

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This street parade has no end in sight, wearing rainbow flags, rainbow T-shirts, and rainbow patterns printed on their cheeks. The crowd erupted with loud slogans, some hugged each other, and some kissed in public .Luhan was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt and short overalls with a rainbow flag printed on the back of the buttocks, and a rainbow flag was wrapped outside.Dongfang Jousuke grabbed his wrist and staggered forward. The high school student who was unwilling to remove his steak head hung a rainbow flag on his head, like a transvestite thief.

"This is your good idea! Dong-fang-zhang-zhu!" The furious teacher Lu Ban wanted to beat the little bastard in front of him until his head exploded, and the kid with the rainbow flag turned his head puffed up, He said resentfully, "Please, Teacher Luban. You look more normal than me, okay?" He patted the rainbow flag on the back of the opponent's butt expressionlessly, "You are at most a good-looking gay guy." Josuke, who was wearing rainbow shorts and handsome Italian shoes, stared at Rohan with eyes that lost their highlight, "And I look like a pervert with some mental problems."

Rohan raised his eyebrows and pinched Jousuke's cheek in deep agreement with his statement.They kept pace as much as possible, monitoring each other's situation behind them.Although this approach is indeed nonsense, the place where a large number of people gather is conducive to their tails, not to mention that the destination of the parade is McCarran Square. The helicopter is waiting.

There are parade crowds holding hands all around, preaching about gender equality and marginalized groups. "It is not only the combination of A and O that is sacred." The person with the trumpet said.Kishibe Rohan noticed that behind Jousuke there were men in printed shirts and trousers. They looked more like tourists than a parade crowd.

"Turn your face around."

Not just a tail.

"What are you doing, Teacher Luhan?"

Those people took out the photos, compared them, and asked the people around them.

"To shut up."

Gritting her teeth, Rohan turned Higashika Josuke's face to her side.

"Love is equal for all genders," babbled the guy with the trumpet. "Love is equal." The tails drew closer, and a man in a floral shirt came face-to-face in Rohan's direction. "Love has no gender." Someone said, "Love has no gender!" The crowd erupted in loud echoes.But love is about instinct—he thought sadly.The man's eyes flicked here, Kishibe Rohan lowered his head, he put his arms around Jousuke's neck, and hid most of his face behind the high school student.He kissed the other party's lips violently, and the long eyelashes scratched the boy's cheek. The sudden soft touch made the young man stiffen and open his eyes wide, "Close your eyes, idiot." In his eyes, he simply pressed the back of the opponent's head and kissed him to the ground.

Tails don't seem interested in lovers kissing in public.

Higashija Jousuke stuck out the tip of his tongue aggressively, but Kishibe Rohan shrugged his shoulders aside.The young man stared at the skin that was starting to turn red even on his neck, his blue eyes narrowed a bit nastyly——he slowly licked his lower lip with his tongue, "You can't let me just open my mouth, let me open my mouth." Shut up if I shut up, Mr. Rohan." "It's almost there." The elder moved his face away, he silently distanced himself, let go of Higashikata Jousuke's hand, and pressed his lips tightly like Jousuke's. The heat pricked his fingers.

The roar of the aircraft engine finally sounded.

Kishibe Rohan changed out of his bad clothes, and he put on a white overcoat and slumped in the seat, "We'll be there soon." He handed the milk to Jousuke and patted the boy on the shoulder. "I'm not sleepy anymore." Jousuke brought a glass of water in a courteous manner, "Your." Rohan covered his mouth and yawned after not closing his eyes all day and all night, falling into his rare peaceful sleep under the effect of sleeping pills with no side effects. His injured tutor changed to a position where it was easier to lean on his shoulders, he closed the door of the cabin, his retracted fingertips brushed against Lu Ban's lips, he lowered his head and kissed her, "Thank you, Teacher Lu Ban. "