[Miscellaneous] On the way home

This chapter Chenghua only

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I don't care about humans tonight

i miss you

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If you disassemble the submachine gun on your hand into parts, and then put the scope and earbuds into the piano case, Noriaki Kakyoin looks like a young tourist with a rather elegant temperament.He was carrying a piano case halfway up his body, and Jotaro walked through the streets of Rome in the afternoon, the slow-moving black car silently guarding behind them.

At the corner, Jotaro lit a cigarette, the white mist quickly dilutes away, and the sunlight shines too much on the almost deserted street. The performers on the street corner are concentrating on playing "Allegrospiritoso", and the light jumps on the strings Light arc.Jotaro brushed off the cigarette ash that fell on the trench coat, and casually threw a bill into the artist's open hat.Kakyoin stopped a few steps away from him, raised his eyebrows and shook his head slightly, "It's not as good as you." He stepped forward and grabbed Kakyoin's wrist.

He hasn't touched the piano for a long time.

Kakyoin handed over the violin case containing the assault rifle to his subordinates, and took over a real violin.He casually tried to get into tune, thinking about the young man he saw today—the smell of sea water still lingered in his nostrils.The old fear fell quietly on his shoulders like drizzle, and he frowned subconsciously, pressing out a heavy chord.Jotaro's arms hugged him tightly from behind, his strong arms slowly tightened around Kakyoin's waist, and the tip of his nose rubbed against the back of his red-haired youth's neck. "I want to hear it." His deep voice fell on Kakyoin's ear, "Has anyone ever told you that the way you comfort people is as bad as the way you act like a baby." Kakyoin touched Jotaro's wrist, and he looked down With hands folded on his lower abdomen, the slender eyelashes cast cloud-like shadows on the lower eyelids.

"I want to hear it," Jotaro repeated.He rarely expressed comfort in words - he always chose the more direct way.It's just that the source of the nightmare can't be eradicated once and for all.He already smelled danger and conspiracy, and his uneasiness was like a constant stream of water.Jotaro traced the wound on Kakyoin's necrotic gland with his fingertips, he slowly closed his eyes, and finally the sound of Kakyoin's piano sounded.

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Before the age of 8, Noriaki Kakyoin lived a life no different from an ordinary family—he worried about everything that ordinary children worry about, such as schoolwork, toys, and friends.His family lived a poor and ordinary life, guns are the worst murder weapons that only appear in TV dramas, and death is a distant concept that he never thinks about.Kakyoin made a wish for a violin at the birthday party when he was 8 years old-he really received a beautifully packaged gift box, and there were big blood stains on the beautiful bow ribbon.

The visitor tactfully announced the death.

Kakyoin followed the stranger to Joestar's house with the beautiful violin as a relic, and lived as a backup subordinate.

The rules of survival here are simple and clear, and their fists are like scores on the report card.Kakyoin had never held a gun before, and he was holding the M1911 so heavy that he could hardly lift his arms. The recoil from the first shot made his tiger's mouth bloody.Competitors laughed at his weakness, "You are just like your parents, you are an ant that will be trampled to death." Those people beat him with fists so that his nose bleeds, and ridiculed him that he could not be differentiated into an Alpha by riding on his back, saying that he It's soft-legged shrimp, waste.

Kakyoin clenched his slender fists and struggled to resist. He opened his mouth and bit an arm that was attacking him, viciously almost tearing off a piece of the opponent's flesh.His parents were mediocre indeed - more violent beatings forced him to scream in pain - Kakyoin roared and waved his bloody fists, punching the opponent's jaw. ——But Kakyoin Noriaki never.He staggered to his feet, nosebleed dripping from his chin to his neck. "Cough... bullying people who think they are weak, you...cough... you are trash."

The brawl punished him for three full days of confinement. The red-haired boy sat alone on the iron frame bed. Looking out from the lonely top window, he could only vaguely see the blurred treetops illuminated by the moonlight. He felt abandoned like a tide. with him.The carry-on luggage was empty, only the piano that his parents gave him.He bent down with difficulty and took Qin out.The bow was on the strings, his wrists were trembling, the prolonged hunger and pain made him feel bad, Kakyoin stopped and covered his stomach, but he closed his eyes tightly, the eyelids were soaked with tears, but he never drop down.

At that time, Jotaro's temples were swollen from the pain.He picked this room for Jonathan to use as a lounge - he had just completed his first mission, shooting and killing a congressman candidate who openly provoked the family - he claimed that he had the ironclad evidence to convict the Joestar family .A baby was crying from inside the broken door, and the young child’s eyes were blank and innocent. During the short time Jotaro hesitated, the harsh siren of the indoor alarm sounded, followed by two gunshots—the reflex nerves made Cheng Taro tightened his index finger amidst the woman's nervous begging for mercy.

The crying stopped.

His hesitation was a mistake.

Although the victim was not himself.

The woman's hand holding the gun hangs down together with her shot head.The subordinate with bullet holes in his throat staggered and fell, and the spurted blood spattered Jotaro's chin and palms, and the stench made him sick to his stomach.Jonathan held Jotaro's finger and rinsed it under the faucet. The young man gently told him not to set an example, and did not mention his disqualification.Dio crossed his arms and stared at him mockingly, with stupid eyes written in his eyes, "Stupid JOJO, if I were you, I would let him learn this lesson by himself." At Jotaro's insistence, the anesthesia for the operation was set to the minimum On the limit——he could clearly hear the sound of the knife cutting through flesh and blood, the pain was vaguely transmitted from the wound to the brain, forcing hot sweat, and when Jotaro was pushed out of the operating room, it was as if he had just been fished out of the water.

——"Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself."

Jotaro drowsily opened the slit, and brief notes leaked through his window.

The melody dances in the clouds in the middle of the night, like a net woven by nebula.Jotaro saw a pair of white hands in the long pain, the fingertips resting on the bow were clean and soft.The gentle G major beat on his chest, and the smell of blood dissipated. He slowly recognized the opening and closing lips of the dying subordinate in his hallucination, "Go--" After he turned his back, the other party quietly closed his eyes .He heard the brilliant clouds in the evening, the gentle starlight in the summer night, the warm wind after the drizzle—like Jonathan leading him across the cobblestone road in the morning, and Joseph bouncing him into the back seat of the car To see the wrinkled cheeks of his newborn brother.Kujo Jotaro's heart finally stopped roaring endlessly.

He held on to the window frame and tried to wipe it a bit cleaner, only a shadow was visible in the opposite room, and the moonlight outlined a vague outline, Jotaro vaguely noticed that the other party had bright hair.He never let go of his hand against the window frame, and fell asleep in a daze to the gentle tune.

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"I heard that you have already selected." Jonathan took the list that Jotaro handed over, and pulled out a red fountain pen from the drawer, "Is it a proposed Omega? The assessment report says he will differentiate in about 3 weeks." He put the pen on his fingers Twisted around, "I thought you would prefer Alpha." The boy who showed his leadership talent early almost only chose the same Alpha as his subordinates. More combat-capable members are needed.

The godfather is still holding the unsigned list, and he is waiting for Jotaro's explanation. "Noriaki Kakyoin." ——Before him, no one who took Omega as a differentiation orientation had ever won the first place in the comprehensive evaluation. "He is smart enough. My team is not a death squad. I need such a person." Jonathan was satisfied with his explanation. He signed the transfer order, looked at the photo of Kakyoin on it for a while, and rushed to Jotaro hesitantly. Saying, "He'll be an Omega, Jotaro. I don't know what you think." Jonathan scratched his hair, "If you like him, maybe he shouldn't be in your team." A very traditional gentleman - if it wasn't Dio Brando, Kujo Jotaro could imagine what kind of Omega Jonathan would marry, virtuous, gentle and away from family affairs.Even if he is as strong as Dior, Jonathan always habitually puts the opponent in a position that needs protection.

"No need."

Joining the team is Kakyoin's own request, and No. 1 in the comprehensive evaluation will have the opportunity to challenge Jotaro.The coral-haired boy is undeniably a wise warrior who brings precise prediction and insight into his battles.There is nothing shameful about being defeated by Jotaro's fist.Few people in the entire Joestar family could withstand Jotaro's invincible fist.

—He paused in front of the boy's nose, noticing a pair of light purple eyes under the bright bangs. "What's the matter?" Kakyoin curled the corners of his lips at him, holding Jotaro's fist with cool fingers, "If your punch lands, I may not even be able to pick up the piano at night." Jotaro stared blankly. His eyes widened—he had silently listened to the other party's piano countless times.He used to leave food in the delivery window of the brig, and he taught the bullies one by one.When he lost something important, he chose to listen to a whole Capriccio outside the room of Kakyoin in the rain.They never communicated, or even actually met face to face.The silent visitor just guards the secret garden rain or shine.

He refuses to pick the moon, he only guards that light.

And now the moon was coming towards him.Kakyoin lowered his head, "Kujo Jotaro," he kissed the back of his left hand reverently, "Please allow me to follow you, Boss."

Jonathan never imposes his own judgment on others.He handed the signed document to Spitwagen and asked him to handle Jotaro's next mission. "Change something lighter. Take your team to Florence. Even if it's my coming-of-age gift to Kakyoin." Jotaro rubbed the brim of his hat thinking it was enough, even Jonathan wanted to make such a silly joke.Across the wall, Kakyoin waited anxiously for Jotaro until a big hand landed on his head and rubbed it.

"Don't get lost."

"Noriaki Kakyoin."

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Florence is a compact city with seven stone bridges running through the Arno River.They passed by the Pitti Art Museum on a motorcycle. The sunset gently shrouded the red roof of the domed building, and the warm orange clouds cast soft shadows.The signboard of Close was found outside the cafe, and the clerk squeezed out maple leaf-shaped milk foam on the last cup of coffee. He seemed to hear a dull cry, and looked out the window through the glass door, only the wind chimes were still shaking gently.

Jotaro tightened his grip on the opponent's neck in the shade of the alley. "Name." He repeated, "I'll have a better time." The man in the police uniform struggled painfully from the suffocation, his eyeballs bulged, and he kicked his legs in vain—Jotaro was just handing over a job. The legal documents that cannot be made public, the black policeman who sent him to death did nothing but want to blackmail him.They had to stay an extra two days to deal with the idiot, and even though he hated wasting time so badly - Jotaro had to get the guy's upline out of his mouth.

There was a strange sweetness in the air.

"Name." He tightened his hand.The man kicked his legs and made a whirring sound.Jotaro felt uncharacteristically upset, his arms tensed impatiently as he planned to finish off the stinky middle-aged man.He suddenly smelled an unusual smell - with a little sweetness, and in the next second an explosion of pheromones gushed out.The scent of phoenix bells permeated the air, like wet petals falling from the sky—the young Alpha subconsciously made an aggressive guttural sound, and then pheromones of various scents rushed out like a fight.

The first division of Kakyoin was unexpectedly advanced.

Ushering in the first split in life, Omega grabbed his neckline and slid down in a corner.Kakyoin hugged his knees in a daze, his cheeks were burning hot in heat, and he bit the tip of his tongue without any pain - he vaguely felt that his pants were soaked, but he didn't break the law and stood up, he seemed to be sinking gradually Into a puddle of hot water, his limbs were melted away. Alpha's random smell rushed into his nostrils, and Kakyoin bit the thumb of his left hand and let out a mouthful of scorching air.The Alpha closest to him swallowed desperately, he reached out his hand to Kakyoin unbearably.The dazed Omega recklessly touched the opponent's skin with his surprisingly hot fingertips, and he unconsciously made a crying sound similar to that of a cub, as if his brain had been burned out by heat.

"Do not move!"

Jotaro bit the tip of his tongue.The alpha wolf regained consciousness from the brief pain, exuding a menacing smell, and the overwhelming smell of gunpowder smoke filled the entire back alley, temporarily covering other smells.The powerful Alpha scent made Kakyoin's wrist hang down limply, he let out a small scream, and then fell back to the ground, he was supporting himself in vain, but his weak knees couldn't stand up no matter what.

"Stay far away from Kakyoin."

He was still strangling the dick under his arm tightly.But the exploding pheromones made him feel uncomfortably irritated - Alpha's head was hot and he was really angry - Jotaro's nails got stuck in the man's throat, "I'll count to three. Or I'll find you Wives and children, break their necks." "Dalio—Dalio Brando," the man replied hoarsely in despair, and the next second Jotaro snapped his neck neatly.

"Take care of the trash. Puppies."

He spat at the corpse.

Jotaro pulled Kakyoin up from the ground with one hand, Omega pinched the corner of his clothes, put his head on his neck and sucked his nose.Dizzy with rage and lust, Jotaro roughly tore Kakyoin off his body, and the Omega wobbled into his arms.He took off his coat and put it roughly on Kakyoin's shoulders, and Kakyoin held his collar turned up like a cat. "Report to godfather after the task is completed." Jotaro gritted his teeth and threw the opponent on the back seat of the motorcycle, and angrily tried to stuff Kakyoin's head into the helmet. The disobedient Omega fell into his arms again, "Grass." He threw the helmet into the trash, his arched body stretched like a leopard about to jump out of the grass.

Jotaro's voice was uncontrollable.

"You fuck me and sit down for me."

The roar of motorcycles sounded.The love hotel on the street was not surprised by their appearance. Jotaro, who was on the verge of endurance and still holding a bomb in his arms, took out a banknote and hammered it to the front desk. The girl wearing earphones threw it to him without looking up. Keys and condoms.

Grass his MA condoms.

Kakyoin sprawled on the hotel's dirty bedsheets, reaching for the coat Jotaro had just ripped from him.Saliva wet the mattress in a small ball, running from the corner of his mouth to his chin.Kakyoin was babbling like a toddler who just learned to speak, and Jotaro couldn't tell the difference.Kakyoin looked up to find Jotaro's lips, and kissed his hot lips repeatedly from his chin to his chest.He crossed his legs, and Jotaro realized that he was murmuring discomfort.

The scent of phoenix bells is overshadowed by the more intense smell of gunpowder.

Jotaro silently ripped off the opponent's clothes and trousers, as if tearing open some bagged food - Kakyoin softly cooperated with him in stretching his hands and legs.Water ran from his thighs to his knees, crawling out erotic lines on the inside. "Kakyoin." Jotaro pressed the man with his hands and feet wrapped around him back on the bed, he grabbed Kakyoin's weak wrist, "I'm Kujo Jotaro." Kakyoin's light purple eyes were completely out of focus, and he spoke slurred Clearly repeating, "Jo... Jotaro... Ha, um..."

Jotaro clenched his jaw.Biting the man's lower jaw as if venting his anger, his canine teeth rubbed against his Adam's apple, making Kakyoin make a strange sound, and when he poked his fingers down, his fingertips were covered with slippery water.He looked down at Kakyoin who lost his mind, pressed his shoulder and entered the opponent's body amidst the opponent's screams.

Kakyoin writhed wildly in his arms, he seemed to be nailed in place by a wedge, and tears poured out uncontrollably.He left red marks on Jotaro's bare back. "Quick...you hurry..." He begged Jotaro for an aggrieved hug, rubbing his tears and saliva on his strong forearm.

Jotaro's teeth touched his swollen glands.

That shameless organ throbbed vigorously.

Resembling the phoenix bell flower of Tumi.

"Can I tag you?"

"Uh...uh..."

Kakyoin slumped under him in a daze, and on his waist were dense red marks left by the opponent's fingers.Jotaro clutched his belly and began to sprint.The walls with poor sound insulation could not stop the whispers coming from all directions. Jotaro raised his head, bent his arms and opened his mouth to bite on his wrist. He was released in Kakyoin's body, and the sharp canine teeth pierced his skin Bite blood red tooth marks.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth to his chin.

His pride does not allow him to mark the delirious Kakyoin Noriake.Kakyoin's red ears were hidden in the messy hair, Jotaro reached out to touch his lips, and he kissed Jotaro's fingertips in a daze.He couldn't bear it either—Jotaro rubbed the corner of his blood-stained lips with the back of his hand, leaned down and kissed each other tenderly.

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Even though they both insisted it was an accident, the squad tacitly considered them a couple.

Before Jotaro went to Rome to garrison, he pulled Kakyoin into the room in full view. "I'll give you time." He put his hands behind Kakyoin's head, using his height advantage to trap him between his arms, "but I don't want to hear other answers." Jotaro lowered his eyes, rubbing his thumbs against Kakyoin's Gland, it is rare to politely kiss goodbye at Kakyoin, "Wait for me to come back."

They made Joseph pay more than the sum of the previous months' communication costs.Jotaro came back to Naples two months later, everything was arranged - the intense skin-to-skin relationship was not Jotaro's intention, and Joseph got him a ticket for the NCL-breakaway cruise ship.After he finished dealing with the casino and brothel at night, Jotaro would be able to calm down and surprise the other party.He dialed the phone of Huajingyuan, and there was a beeping sound from inside. After waiting for a few minutes, the phone was finally connected.

——"Kakyoin."

No one answered.

There came the sound of the clock tower on the hour.

and clear gunshots.

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Kakyoin ended on the last note.He wanted to temporarily forget those chaotic fights, the boiling sea 15 years ago, and the face of Giorno Giovanna.He put down the piano and opened his arms to wait for a hug that belonged to him. He buried his cheek in the neck of his lover, and gently kissed the corner of Jotaro's eyes—the star he had longed for when he was a boy, but he still fell behind in a difficult fate. into his scarred arms.

Jotaro pinched Kakyoin's chin and kissed her until he couldn't breathe. He stroked Kakyoin's coral-colored hair and silently stared into Omega's light purple eyes.He's lost a lot -- and he's made a lot of mistakes.They stood on towers of piled bones, their hands stained with the blood of others.But even so, Jotaro thought that when Kakyoin’s life and death were uncertain, he had made a wish to God—“May the Lord forgive his sins, have mercy on him, accept him, and let him walk on the path of eternal life.”

He pressed Kakyoin into his arms even harder, the blue eyes under the hat were surprisingly bright. "I shall commit this presumptuous sin—and shall be ruled by it without the grace of the Lord."

If anyone crawls back from hell.

Then Jotaro will kill him again.