[Miscellaneous] On the way home

In this chapter, Josie/Chenghua also has Furry's solo?

Bgm-Don'tcry [Gun N' Rose's

I think now of bison and angels, and of the secret of long-lasting paint.

Think of the prophetic sonnet, think of the sanctuary of art.

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Joseph waited in the night, looking down from the balcony on the right side of the corridor, the moonlight was sparse and dim, and the shadow of the car under the dim yellow street lamp was stretched extremely long.Maybe the tenants one or two rooms away are playing old songs, slow melodies and noises pouring into the ears through the non-soundproof walls.Joseph lingered at the door in frustration, his leather shoes knocked anxiously in the corridor, he hid his right hand in his pants pocket, tightly clutched a glass bottle, and practiced repeatedly how to speak.

"Cesar."

The Italian man opened the door impatiently. He was topless, his blond hair was messy on his shoulders, and there were still marks left by Joseph on his chest last night.A little scarlet flame danced in the dark room, and the soot rolled gently from his fingers. "I should have said it." Caesar touched the doorknob with his fingers, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Don't look for me again."

"This is the last time I see you."

Joseph drew his right hand from his pocket, and the bottle lay in his palm—it was the inhibitor.

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[three years ago]

"So I decided to confess to him." Joseph sat triumphantly on Jonathan's table with his legs crossed. "He won't say no." His beautiful Italian guide is a romantic through and through, Joseph thought, Excellent family restaurant, expensive wine, a small orchestra, maybe the guy will cry.Oh yes, and the ring, which he even hides in the after-dinner fruitcake as in a romance movie—hope Cesar doesn't swallow it all in one gulp.

Jonathan gently bent his lips at him, and put his hands on Joseph's knees, "Good idea, Joseph." He seemed to have just remembered this question, and asked in a calm tone, "So, tell me Has he your last name?" The godfather's blue eyes turned, "I believe Caesar is a beautiful omega." Jonathan patted Joseph's knee sincerely, "I sincerely hope he can know my blessing. Joe Cerf."

"I will." Joseph rubbed his straight toes on the floor and jumped off the table. He blinked at Jonathan confidently and quickly replied, "He will thank you for your blessing. Yes." He thought of his lover's soft blond hair and glazed green eyes, and the pink tip of his tongue when eating ice cream—the heart seemed to jump out of his throat and grow wings to fly to the other side. "He will undoubtedly become a member of the Joestar family."

Jonathan smiled and nodded, "Then I think——for your honeymoon vacation. You have done your homework in advance." The person who hates the words "refueling" and "hard work" the most, and who has never driven the night train for so long in his life nodded heavily, "I Most of the equity restructuring issues have been dealt with. LisaLisa said that the rest of the structural adjustments will be settled by her after the annual report is out." He stretched a long waist, "In short, you have to give me a long-- Long--marriage leave."

"You promised me."

"Of course. You've done a good job." Jonathan was never stingy with his compliments. He patted the back of Joseph's head, "We can't always stand still. Stocks, real estate, standardized industries, that's good. You've got a knack for that, Joseph." Their names were Joestar, and they would devote their talents, their intellect, and their lives to the family more loyally than anyone else.Jonathan looked into the joyful eyes of the young man. He could lose his love and soak in the sea of ​​pain and torment because of his personal mistakes, but he couldn't stop walking. There were too many people behind him who needed protection—until One day he fell, reduced to dust and ashes. "Your friends probably told you, and this is my advice. Maybe you practice marksmanship and participate in other family affairs." Protecting and cultivating successors is also one of his responsibilities, "Look at Jotaro and the others—don't Put yourself in danger, I think you know what I mean."

Joseph's eyes were glued to the blooming roses in the yard, "Ah, I'll think about it." He slipped away from Jonathan at a brisk pace, as fast as a gust of wind. "Just after you attend my wedding." Jonathan told his subordinates helplessly, find someone to keep up with this crazy kid. "Good luck."

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Caesar stood in the bathroom of the restaurant and poured a handful of cold water on his face.

Italians can guess what Joseph is thinking with their little fingers. He covered his hot cheeks that were still dripping with water, and secretly stared at the idiot in the mirror who couldn't help but curl his mouth—he shouldn't Brought Lidia, Caesar thought, thinking it was just a casual dinner, and Joseph was always a favorite with Lidia—the half-hearted romantic blinked regretfully at the little flaw.

Caesar put his hands on the sink, and he had to think about it—even though he knew that the crazy, loud, noisy heartbeat had already given the answer.

They didn't know each other for a long time, but before he knew it, Cesar discovered that the United States was involved in his life in every detail.Joseph took Cesar all over the streets and alleys of Venice, they kissed in the carnival procession wearing masks like no one else, embraced with fingers clasped under the Bridge of Sighs, deliberately made lame tricks in the casino and then lol Being kicked out laughing - they said they loved each other - at some point, Joseph appeared in his small home in the middle of the night.He clumsily helped Sisar tie an apron, and cut radishes to the size of the pot. Sisar cursed and kissed a troublemaker named Joseph in the kitchen smelling of cooking oil. Before poking your head out curiously, bring the messy dinner to the table.

The girls were only separated from them by a wall—the smell of tobacco was locked in the door in a disguised manner, and Caesar bit his fingers to bleed before swallowing all the crying and moaning back into his throat.Joseph took the nape of his neck, biting through the thin, warm skin, "One day, I will completely mark you." He declared enthusiastically——Joseph pressed West Sa’s lower abdomen, the protruding shape covered by the palm, the green eyes are surprisingly bright, “Little Caesar.” He bit Caesar’s ear, twirling the tip of his tongue in the ear hole, “What did you say the first time?” The blond man bit his wrist and buried his face in the pillow, and reached for the railing of the bed with his hands as if fleeing, panting hotly.Joseph grabbed his outstretched wrist and turned it aside.

"I... ah... no, don't remember—"

Joseph lowered his head and kissed Caesar's hair, running his tongue across the reddish nape of his neck.The man dug out his old account of joking, and forced out an indistinct grunt that he couldn't hide even by biting his wrist, "—three thousand overnight, true love is priceless." The line was against the pillow that had been kicked to the end of the bed, "JO, JOJO..." He seemed to be unable to listen to Joseph's words anymore, trembling and sinking into the apex. "I'll fuck you until you're pregnant then." Joseph wasn't about to pay a bill when he had fully marked Cesar A. Zeppelin, and he licked the sweaty brow of Sisar, who was nearly unconscious. ——After all, Caesar will never be short of money in the future.

Caesar pulled out a tissue and wiped off the water on his face. He pulled himself out of the gorgeous memories and patted his cheeks that hadn't cooled down. His ears were burning hot. "I am willing." He whispered, "I really do." willing, JOJO."

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Joseph waved to the band in the dining room for them to keep their voices down.

He held Lidia on his knees and made a face at the little girl that made her giggle. "Lidia, your brother Joseph needs your help later." He patted her on the shoulder solemnly, "I'm going to talk to Caesar about you having an extra brother." Lidia Nodding with half understanding, "What can I do?"

"When he comes back, I'll talk to him. When I throw the napkin on the floor, you can serve him the cake." Joseph blinked playfully, "Isn't it super simple?" The little devil turned to him After making an OK gesture, he nodded like a pounding garlic.They both clapped their hands together, "Hey—! Look at him—"

A little spark appeared in Joseph's line of sight.

The burst of heat almost turned into a tongue licking his chin.

He subconsciously hugged Lidia and turned around, "Get down—!" Joseph roared.

The soaring high temperature shattered everything that was transpiring—BOOM!The doors and windows were broken and burst into flames, and the splashing fire light knocked him over.Joseph couldn't hold Lidia's hand anymore, his sense of touch and pain became dull, and the girl screamed and disappeared from his blurred vision.Damn—he felt the blood trickle down his forehead, and his consciousness was so heavy that he could barely breathe.It seemed too difficult to put out the fire on his body by rolling around. Joseph raised his head with all his strength, "Xi... Sa..." Black smoke emerged from the burning tongue of fire. He propped up his knees and staggered to search. "LI...Lidia..."

Maybe Jonathan is right.

The Joestars couldn't escape their last name.

Joseph thought drowsily, maybe he should have been earlier.earlier……

"Si... Sarah"

In a trance, he saw a blond man lying on his back by the bathroom door.Joseph tugged on the other man's coat with all his strength, and the tongue of fire gnawed at his body, his pain and consciousness were almost numb.Joseph staggered and took Sisar to the window, the blood dripped down from his chin, and landed on the blood-red ring on Sisar's ring finger.

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Jonathan's advice saved their lives.

The fire destroyed the building, and Lidia disappeared like the ring in his fruitcake.And then all the hallucinatory sweetness burned away, and Cesar A. Zeppelin hated the Joestar name more than he did now.

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[Three years later]

"This is the last time I see you."

Joseph put the inhibitor into the palm of Cesar's palm, and then closed it for him finger by finger. He tried his best to smile at Caesar naturally and appropriately, making the farewell, which he had delayed so far, even more Decent, "I won't be coming anymore. I know you're not interested—" He let go of Cesar's hand and looked into the beautiful green eyes of the man—he never stopped loving him under his breath. "But I have to tell you that something happened at home, and I have to go home." Joseph used as relaxed a tone as possible to make this farewell look like farewell, but he failed. "There may be no way to come back."

"lets change a topic."

"This dose can last until..."

"To shut up."

Caesar lowered his eyes, raised his hand abruptly and threw the glass bottle out. "You always talk to yourself like this, Joseph Joestar." He gritted his teeth and knocked Joseph against the railing. Joseph noticed that the Italian man's fingertips were trembling slightly, his eye sockets and The tip of the nose is red. "You hopeless bastard." Caesar buried his head on his shoulder, his voice hoarse, "You are such a bastard, JOJO."

"I will never forgive you."

Caesar was held in Joseph's arms, her blond hair rubbing against the man's chin. "I'm sorry, Caesar. I really..." Joseph didn't even dare to close his arms, Caesar grabbed his coat vigorously, and it took a long time before he carefully and silently fell into this strange yet familiar embrace Hot tears fell in his eyes, "I... didn't go together because of you." He spoke intermittently, with a strong nasal voice, "I did it for a temporary mark."

"I know." Joseph hugged him, with complicated and gentle eyes, he secretly lowered his head and kissed Sisar's forehead, "I know all about it."

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He smelled the smell of the sea, wrapped in wind and salt grains, as if gently holding a handful of seawater to his nose.

The blond-haired Alpha appeared from behind the towering long pillar, and the shadow fell on his gradually clear eyebrows and eyes. "Mr. Kujo Jotaro." He walked towards Jotaro without hesitation, not caring that the laser alignment was precisely on his forehead, "Giorno Giovanna." He came out of the shadows completely, The sunlight framed his lean figure, a young mafioso with green eyes. "The team from Bugarati."

Bugarati lowered his raised hands.The movements of the noisy tourists in the Colosseum stopped abruptly, and those people in various clothes all turned around neatly and looked down at the two people in the arena.Bugarati was a little bit thankful that they didn't choose Jotaro Kujo as their opponent.Giorno was his bet.He thought that he was not sure of victory—but Giorno gave him confidence.That child was tempered by brutal struggle, possessed a tenacious will and extraordinary wisdom.

"Ten minutes is enough." Bugarati gestured to Jotaro.

"I am the hidden stake that Bugarati placed next to Diablo." The cross pendant hanging on the young man's neck swayed with his movements, and he took something out of his pocket and held it in his palm, "I am to you." Sorry for being late—but none of this has anything to do with Bugarati." He tossed the thing to Jotaro from a safe distance, "Diablo did it."

It was a severed finger.

The woman wore a diamond ring on her ring finger, and the unwashed Joestar family tattoo could still be vaguely seen on her pale skin.It doesn't take any technical testing to know the answer.A heavy sense of suffocation poured over him, and Jotaro had to admit that his premonition had come true, even though he was prepared, anger still spread from the retina to the brain like a burning flame. Family——they are scattered all over the world, but blood is regarded as the eternal rope.His family was slaughtered, his family was disgraced.The beast looked at his lover with burning eyes, and Jotaro caught a glimpse of Kakyoin's figure in the distance. The coral-haired young man held the sniper himself, and the sharp muzzle moved from the top of Giorno's head to Bucciarati's forehead.

Jotaro turned to Bucgarati.The emerging leader lowered his head slightly, "Please trust us."

"Huh? Just rely on this."

"You should ask yourself this, Mr. Jotaro." Giorno put his hands in his pockets, you don't need to believe me.Execute me here. He shrugged his shoulders blankly, "If I didn't have anything on me, I wouldn't be able to come in at all."You could beat me into a sieve here. "

"But don't believe me - you will definitely lose." Following Jotaro's gaze, he looked towards the auditorium of the Colosseum, narrowed his eyes and looked at Kakyoin. The young man was holding his gun steadily, Giorno He raised his feet and walked in the direction of Bucciarati, "You can't hold on to anything."

The smell of sea water has become unrestrained, it is no longer a calm sea, storms and rain beat on the constantly surging waves, it is a roaring ocean.

For the first time, Jotaro found himself hating boiling oceans.

—blonde hair, smell, something else?The condescending look in his eyes when he said you couldn't hold on to anything.All made Jotaro have extremely subtle associations.It seemed as if the stormy night gathered above his head again, and the slanting raindrops wet his heart.The beast-like intuition turned on the red light, and the dangerous warning made Jotaro purse his lips, "Who the hell are you?" "It's just Bugarati's subordinate. Mr. Jotaro." Bragati stood behind him, and all the deadly parts were exposed within the shooting range, "I don't like to say useless things twice, sir, I hope you can remember. My name is Giorno Giovanna. "

Jotaro didn't answer.

He moved his index finger.

Buccarati didn't have time to think, and his body reflected it more directly than his consciousness. He slammed Giorno's shoulders and pressed the boy to his knees. The people's wrists trembled, and the missiles punched a full circle of dense bullet holes around them.

Just a warning.

Jotaro Kujo squatted down and looked down at Giorno, "You'd better remember." The blond boy knelt askew, as if he still had lingering fear, he barely stabilized his body by holding Buccarati's hand, "Your Tone." The eyes under the brim were hidden in shadows, "I still don't believe you, Giorno Giovanna."

"You have to prove it with actions."

tbc

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