【Josie】The Red Beast

At this moment... Etsuko supported the oxygen infuser as much as she could.Finally the woman's hands became stiff and her shoulders went numb.She said in a high-pitched voice like a siren, "Can someone please take my place?

hurry up! "The nurse was taken aback, she picked up the oxygen infusion machine instead of Etsuko...

Actually, Etsuko was not tired.Etsuko was just scared.Afraid of that, the inaudible words of the husband who didn't know who he was talking to... Could it be her jealousy again?Or is it the fear of this jealousy?This is unknown... If Etsuko lost even her rationality, she might shout like this: "Quickly die! Quickly die!"

【B.】

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How did he and Joseph get to this point?

The knife slices through the medium-rare steak, sliding out beautiful wells on it.Caesar inserted a piece of beef drenched in sauce, put it in his mouth and chewed, his eyes melted into the deep night of Rome.Those young women in fashionable clothes, middle-aged men in classic clothes, and buskers playing accordion on the side of the road.The man was wearing a gray but neat and clean suit, with his hat turned upside down by his feet, and even begging had become a kind of art of what you want.

The song he played was "T?nhl?i?i, Suliando", which is a relatively popular ballad. Xisa slowed down his chewing and just looked at the tramp standing under the street lamp intoxicated.

"What are you looking at?" The annoying Qiao Qiao leaned his head over and squeezed his way out.When he saw the scene on the side of the road clearly, he hissed in disgust, propped his head up and showed an expression of accusation. "What's so good about a middle-aged uncle, isn't your Joseph much handsomer than him?"

this kid.Cesar Zeppelin wanted to laugh a little. He finished chewing the last piece of beef, wiped the corners of his mouth, and folded the napkin into a neat and beautiful triangle.He also imitated Joseph's appearance and looked over with his head raised.

"Speaking of handsomeness, I have the upper hand, Amore."

Damn italian.Joseph squinted and tossed the spaghetti in his hands.But there is no doubt that Caesar is right.Even wearing a shirt that was one size bigger could not hide his chicness. The shirt belonged to Joseph, and it was not that there were no clothes for him to change, but the Italian still went out wearing his shirt.Buttons fastened to the top, cuffs received at the wrists, and around the neck was a black leather band.

Now he couldn't figure out what Caesar meant, but Caesar could easily see through him.Love, maybe this is love.It was rare for Joseph to be hypocritical in his heart. He rolled up a big mouthful of noodles and stuffed them into his mouth, the corners of his mouth were covered with sauce.

"Don't play with food, the sticky stuff is disgusting." Sisar glared at him, his green eyes were warm and moist under the candlelight.At that time, the card player also looked at him in the same way. Before, he was still unconvinced and wanted to decide the outcome again, but now he didn't even think about it.

Leave me alone.Sucking the last noodles into his mouth, he puffed out his cheeks and rolled his eyes at the Italian man opposite him.At a young age, he is full of vigor and vigor, and looks like he has no brains on the outside, but he is actually very shrewd.Such a childish behavior by such a big man is not against the law. Caesar was planning to smoke a cigarette, but just put the cigarette on the corner of his mouth. Seeing Joseph's behavior, he didn't remember the matter of lighting the fire.Just like this, with a dry cigarette in his mouth, he asked the waiter to bring a glass of ice water, raised his eyebrows and wiped his big junior brother's mouth with a new napkin.After wiping, he folded the napkin in half, and neatly folded it into a triangle as before.

"Ohmygod." The well-fed guy exclaimed softly, holding the napkin upside down in his hand, trying to disassemble the research structure.

"I just wanted to say, how did you stack it?"

"I've folded it twice, smart Joseph won't read it."

"It's not my fault, you're moving too fast!" The American hooligan gave Xisa a nondescript wink. "I can only notice your pretty face, beauty."

"Mamma Mia. Your mouth will be smashed sooner or later, Jojo." The flirtatious Italian man snorted slightly, he crossed his legs, and leaned lazily on the back of the chair. "However, for the sake of your praise, I can teach you. Want to learn how to fold a schooner, Bambino?"

"Hmm, I'm extremely happy."

The cigarette hadn't been lit until they walked out of the restaurant.

The cigarette is transferred from the corner of the mouth to the back of the ear, and then back into the cigarette case from the back of the ear, and it will probably not be lit after [-]%.The two of them did not go back immediately, but walked side by side on the main road in Rome.Around eight o'clock, perhaps because of the wartime, the candles and electric lights of the church were not extinguished. The priests receiving prayers, the open confession room, the pedestrians passing in and out, and the children delivering the post became the place of worship for this religion. The city's unique landscape.It's just that their mission is over, and the cannibalism of humans has nothing to do with the Ripple Warriors.In this way, quietly walking side by side on the main road where cars and people shuttle, suddenly there is an illusion of formal communication.Are they in love, it looks like they are.

It looks like it is.Without leather ties around the neck, locked wardrobes and thin locks on bedroom bedposts.But even so, it was all his fault, Cesar Zeppelin's fault.

"Little—Cesar—!!" The distant voice brought the man who was sitting on the bench in a daze back to his senses. When he raised his head, he saw the idiot waving desperately across the road.It's a bit embarrassing.He thought blankly, but raised his hand as if responding.The guy ran over with two scoops of ice cream in his hands, one white and one purple.He took the purple one and licked it, um, it tasted like taro.

"Don't eat cold food so quickly after eating, you idiot." The Italian squinted his eyes, and it was another routine lesson.

"What, you're eating too. As an accomplice, don't mention me, little Caesar." Mr. Joestar, the principal culprit and abettor, adapted well. He smiled and leaned over to hang on Qibelin's body, and put half of it on his body. The weight weighs on.

I don't waste food.The foolish junior brother glanced at him blankly, but Xi Sa didn't speak.

The two were tired of leaning against each other, sitting on the streets of Rome watching the cars go by, licking ice cream like two childish children.He didn't know how many cars he had counted, but after all he finished eating the vanilla balls in his hand, Joseph bit the crispy egg cone that had already softened, and squinted at Caesar who was seriously counting the license plates beside him.He licked the corner of his mouth, thinking of the date he had agreed with Grandma Alina, his heart suddenly beat violently uncontrollably.He thought he should...should say something more.It's the last five days, after all, it's the last five days, I have to try... at least five more times.

"How about going back to the United States with me, the United States will never lose to this place." He moved his eyes back to the bright open space under the street lights.It is a small round piece. In those black-and-white movies, the male protagonist will always hold an umbrella under the street lamp on a rainy night, and the woman and the man will dance and embrace each other under the street lamp. In short, this scene under the street lamp is often are endowed with special meaning.Joseph wondered if the current appearance of himself and Caesar looked like a mime to outsiders.They quietly watched the cars coming and going, watching those fleeting streams of light turn into a galaxy of stars on the road at night. "Go to America, go back to my house, grandma Alina likes obedient people, grandma will definitely like you, even though you are a hateful playboy. We still..."

"sure."

Joseph turned his head in astonishment, looking at the Italian with a calm expression, suddenly something exploded in his head, over and over again, like colorful fireworks for a festival celebration.He opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but saw Caesar turned his head to look at him.The young man suddenly had a bad feeling, he wanted to stop, but the bastard didn't give him a chance.

"I will go as your friend."

Yes, Joseph Joestar forgot, they just looked like a couple.This time he turned into Caesar with a smile, and the Italian man raised the corners of his lips, smiling tolerantly and pitifully.Yes, yes, yes, yes.From then on, that's how it was.The brown-haired young man stared deeply into those green eyes, and remained silent for a long, long time.At last he grinned through gritted teeth, turned his head, and wiped his face hard.

"Cesar Andreou Zeppelin, you are really the most vicious person in the world." Joseph said.

They didn't speak a word on the way back.

It didn't ease until I entered the house.As if there was a certain tacit understanding, the tense atmosphere on the road disappeared the moment the door was opened, and Caesar once again assumed a certain default identity in this room.He turned around, tiptoed to kiss Joseph's eye corners, and then ruffled the kid's hair like a big dog.As if resentful revenge, Joseph pinched Caesar's thigh, lifted the nasty Italian to him, and retaliated twice with sharp teeth.One bite on the face, another bite on the neck, until the whole body is covered with the smell of oneself.The two big men rolled onto the sofa maintaining this strange posture, and did not make love, just embracing each other and sinking into the soft cushion.

Caesar, Caesar.His head was buried in Caesar's chest, and what was in his arms was a real man's body.Solid, reassuring and full of strength.It's the taste of Caesar.He repeated the name countless times in his heart, and his eyes were red secretly in the arms of this bastard.

"Jojo? Jojo...you are covered in sweat, go to the bathroom and take a shower."

"I'm exhausted, you let me lie down."

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You must like me too, right?

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The sky is very blue, the clouds are white, the flowers are red and the grass is green. In short, this is the weather suitable for sleeping in.But poor Joseph couldn't sleep, he had two dark circles under his head, and rolled over on the bed wrapped in a quilt.

He confessed to Cesar, and he did it with that guy...and that Cesar Zeppelin. Ohmygod, it's that Cesar Zeppelin, and that Cesar Zeppelin confesses in a dazed way and gets laid in a random love hotel down the road.He hugged his head and retracted into the quilt of the brigade officer, and grinned uncontrollably.After laughing for a while, he suddenly thought that he looked like he was probably mentally handicapped, so he quickly shut up, squeezed his face and stopped smiling.

The young Joestar got up from the bed and used the landline to make a call to Xisa's temporary residence. After the call was transferred, there was a long wireless tone, and then hung up without anyone answering.Normally at such times, he would wonder if something happened to this guy, but the problem is that he just broke up with Caesar the day before yesterday.When he came out of the hotel, this guy's palms were cold, and his overall condition was not very good. He thought it was because of his physical discomfort, and tried to help him, but was severely beaten.

I am leaving.At that time, Xi Sa lowered his head, bangs blocked his eyes and couldn't see his expression clearly, and he threw his junior and junior in the winding alleys of Venice with a few strokes.

This is the root cause of Joseph's current appearance.

Indeed, even though there are not so many trivial things to consider as a man, it is indeed too shameless to proceed directly after confessing. It seems that it is not incomprehensible for Xisa to be angry, but he was also very active that day... Well, it comes down to you, Joseph Joestar, and it's your fault.It was rare for the righteous Joseph to gain the initiative in Noumenon's brain.Go ahead and give that thinking, stupid playboy a hug, and put your tongue in the mouth of that guy if you curse.Joestar, whose love flames were blazing, cheered himself up. Cowardly men don't deserve love. He lifted the quilt, jumped up from the bed like a corpse, and rushed into the bathroom to change clothes and wash.

No matter what, go to Caesar first, yes, in short, find Caesar first.

Joseph rushed out of the hotel and ran to the street, scaring away the stray cats who were fighting and begging for food.Left, right, wait... Juliet statue, left!The young man's brain was spinning and he kept walking, like a desperado with pursuers behind him, but his mood was much happier than those unlucky ones.

Running into the alley behind the statue of Juliet, he was almost lying on the door.

"Cesar! Caesar!!"

There was no one in the house.

Why not.Joseph took a few steps back, squatted down and hugged his head.Well let me guess where Cesar will go.That cafe with the good beans, no dude never goes for coffee early in the morning.Sunday church, no no no, it's not Sunday at all.The young man ruffled his hair and thought hard, his eyebrows were almost knotted.Suddenly Joseph raised his head, and a few pigeons sat on the window frame of someone else's house and looked at him with their necks tilted, making a cooing sound.

"It's a fountain!!" He stood up abruptly, clapped his fists together and shouted loudly, startling the pigeons.

Caesar, that guy, Joseph won't lose in hide-and-seek.He happily waved goodbye to the birds with white feathers, and ran towards the fountain.

Joseph thought about a lot of things, including yesterday's and today's, and he has already thought about it. The two big men were together and squandered their lives in the first 20 years. If Caesar wanted to go to school, he followed him. If Sarah wants to wander, he will drag him to explore everywhere. They can throw darts on the map with their eyes blindfolded, and they can go wherever they go.The next 30 years may be more stable, he will invest in real estate, and Xi Sa will do everything he wants to do.Get another dog.Two men and one dog, great.When the two of them are old and too lazy to play, they will go to the countryside to buy a piece of land, plant it full of sunflowers, and build a small fountain, where the boring old guys will sit in the sun and feed the pigeons every day.When in the end he sent Xi Sa away or Xi Sa sent him away... This time his performance will definitely be more than a little better than before.He knew Caesar, and Caesar knew him.

They are a match made in heaven, they have a good heart.

Finally, Joseph saw the fountain, and the young man raised his hand, wanting to call that person's name.Then he froze there.

The Italian was there, he was kissing, with a woman he didn't know, and the woman's lipstick rubbed on the man's lips like a wound.Caesar also saw Joseph, and he gestured to the young man to wait.Joseph stood there, watching the whole process calmly, and saw the woman smiling and kissing the corner of Qibelin's eyes again, as if she had done this many times skillfully.

He had a lot to say, but now he can't say a word.

Illusory?In fact, it is illusory, for example... you can wake up by blinking your eyes?Or is it just Ceasar Zeppelin's inferiority?That damn habit of striking up a conversation with a woman?Joseph stood still, watching the man walk in front of him step by step, and was suddenly enveloped in great panic.

"What do you mean?" He heard his own voice.

"What do you mean." A good-looking man is good-looking no matter what, Xi Sa wiped the lip balm on his lips with his thumb, and his fingertips and lower lip were smudged with light red.

"You're just angry, aren't you?" Joseph guessed that his face should be ugly.And it is true. "I think you're just mad, aren't you?"

Ceasar Zeppelin did not look at him again.

"...Hey." He lifted the bastard's collar, forcing the man to face himself. "Tell me. You're mad, aren't you!?"

"I'm not angry, Jojo...I'm just sorry."

"This joke is not funny." Shaking his head, the young man raised the corner of his mouth at Xisa. "It's not funny at all." Joseph raised his hand, then put it down, and looked around, as if looking for something.He suddenly grabbed his hair vigorously, then stretched out his index finger and pointed at himself. "If it's because of what happened that night. I apologize to you, don't be angry, okay? I know I... I'm too excited and I'm a little crazy. I also regret it. The confession should be more formal. How about I do it again, Seriously?..."

"...So Xi Sa, please don't make such a joke." He stepped forward and reached out to pinch the shoulder of the man with his head bowed. "It's really boring, it's horrible."

"I'm serious!" Caesar suddenly lowered his head and shouted, which startled Joseph. "I'm so sorry! Joseph Joestar—"

"——You should...should marry a woman and form a family...have a wife and children. You should like a woman." The head never lifted up again, and the man's voice was calm, as if the sudden outburst made him He lost the last of his strength. "Not with my man."

The basin of cold water poured down from head to toe, drowning Joseph Joestar's burning soul along with his anger.

"...Cesar Zeppelin." Joseph reached out and stroked the top of Cesar's hair, then grabbed the blond hair, forcing the Italian to look up at him.The young man's wrist was still trembling, and the root of Sisar's hair was pulled so painfully. "Is that what you want to say?"

"It's the wrong way, Jojo."

"... Those words are all lying to me?" He looked at the liar in front of him expressionlessly, but he didn't know that his own reflection on the glass of the store was red-rimmed.He obviously made such an appearance, but he was more pitiful than anyone else.

"Do you know why I regret it?" Waving the hand that was holding her hair, Cesar Zeppelin took out the cigarette case from his pocket.Opened it and found that there was nothing inside, so it closed again irritably.He stared at the slightly shaking gondolas floating on the river, and his voice was calm after trying to suppress it.

"...I regret telling you the truth back then."

"You obviously!!"

"I'm a Catholic! Do you understand! No, no, you'll pretend you don't understand...it's always like this...well, anyway, I'm here to tell you, forget what I said yesterday, forget what happened last night Everything, and then you go to school, get a girlfriend, and then work hard and start a family." Sisar stood there, finished those words quickly, and his back trembled because of his rapid breathing.After saying this, he calmed down and put the cigarette case back into his pocket.

"That's it." The man didn't look back.

Looking at the figure that was gradually disappearing in front of him, Joseph suddenly had doubts.Does he understand Caesar, really understand Caesar Zeppelin.The body was stiff, from the hair to the fingertips, and the pigeons flew back, cooing and landing around the clearing, bouncing and looking for grain on the ground.

In the two weeks since then he has been persistently looking for Caesar.Without exception, it's old-fashioned advice.The two even got into a fight over it.He pressed Qibelin to the ground, strangled the guy's neck, gnashed his teeth and wanted to just break it like this, no, it's too cheap for him, just tear it open.Tear this bastard who doesn't talk into pieces into pieces and swallow them in your stomach, and slowly digest them when you return to the United States.Of course, that's just thinking about it in his head. In fact, he can take advantage of this time. If it was Xisar in his heyday... he would have flown away long ago, like those pigeons... Damn, the pigeons are still alive anyway. Can shake off a little hair, this guy is definitely much cleaner than a pigeon!

No, no, this is not correct.Fuck his shit, where are there so many things in this world! !

Joseph sat in the tavern, pouring cheap stout down his throat.The white froth on the top sank down, turning into large clusters of bubbles and exploding in the orange liquid. The fat man with a greasy face at the front desk yelled at him.Smelly brat, can I still drink it?able!why not!He roared back and slammed his wallet on the long wooden table.Watching the glass of wine shuttle from the other side of the counter to in front of him, he lowered his head, picked up the glass and poured it into his mouth desperately, his eyes were full of fierce light.Good man, that's nice.Someone whistled, someone slapped his hands, and someone wanted to come up and hook his shoulders.Joseph lowered his head to avoid the smelly big men, swayed to the side, and continued to drink alcohol.

When those people saw that he had emptied their cups, they booed and applauded one after another, and those who had something good to do folded the banknotes into airplanes and threw them on the table, saying only to fill up the cups for this kid.Drink, drink, drink.The men jumped on the table and circled him like ball-stomping clowns at a circus.roll.He threw the empty wine glass to the ground, like a land mine exploded, making a big noise.Those guys didn't leave, didn't get angry, and made more trouble.

"Tell this kid to lose money! Lose money!!"

Joseph wasn't drunk, he was quite sober.He can count how many fingers he has, and he can think rationally about his own problems, so he is definitely not drunk.I have money, just keep it in my wallet.He didn't care about those habitual offenders with dirty hands and feet who fumbled around.Only those who are in a daze and want to escape with their wallets, he will throw a wine bottle on them.Hey jerk, put your wallet down.Joseph yelled loudly.In the wallet is a photo of himself and Caesar, which he begged the nurse to take in the nursing home.

"There's a picture in there!" the store was clamoring, and the smell of alcohol was full of sweat. A group of drunks went crazy with alcohol, throwing all the suffering of sober life into invisible places.A sharp-eyed glance glanced at the wallet, and then he shouted as if he had discovered some shocking secret.

"It must be a photo of his wife." The drunks echoed.

"Get out!!!" Joseph Joestar dropped his second wine glass today.

"This kid and mother-in-law don't want him anymore!" The drunks roared with laughter.Boy, you have nothing to do, you are just a woman, if you drag her back to your house and lock her up, she will have nothing to do.I don't know who said such a sentence, so the men started booing as if they were ignited.Lock it up, lock it up.The drunkards raised their glasses to each other, and the brown transparent wine spilled on their arms, turning into a wet and slippery luster.Most of them are hooligans here, who are not educated themselves, and their brains are all wild after being stimulated by alcohol.The men's nonsense revealed primitive evil, pouring on Joseph's steaming consciousness. He stood still and didn't speak, only bowed his head and counted his fingers.

One, two...four five...eight, nine, ten.Ten fingers, no more and no less, so I am not drunk.He grinned and laughed

"Excuse me, I'm here to pick someone up." A familiar yet hateful voice appeared at the door.Joseph looked up and saw that Caesar was standing under the dim light at the entrance of the tavern, smoking a cigarette that was burning to the end.The Italian stopped there cleanly, as if standing between black and white with the smelly self.Suddenly, the voices just now replayed in his mind, and those voices were densely packed together, turning into a swarm of flying bees to engulf his thoughts.This bastard is so pretty, Joseph thought for the umpteenth time, like an angel.

He didn't speak, and the noisy crowd slowly quieted down. Cesar Zeppelin picked up the wallet that Joseph had put on the wine case, folded it, and didn't look at the contents inside.let's go.He tugged young Joestar by the arm and put the wallet in the guy's coat pocket.come back with me.

"I don't." Joseph was still standing, as if he would die suddenly if he took a step.

"Don't be self-willed, Jojo." Sisar teased him with a gentle tone, as if coaxing a child. "you're drunk."

"I don't." The older child who had just grown up glared at the man, looking like a lion cub with bristling sideburns. "I'm not drunk."

As if he finally got the situation back, Joseph laughed triumphantly.Are you going to fight?The drunks looked at each other.Do you want to add more fire?The drunks whispered to each other.It's also unknown who started swearing in slang.Fight, son of a bitch, fight.The drunk guys suddenly started shouting.Jojo, follow me now, this is my last patience.The Italians smacked their cigarettes in the face of the most booed drunk, and the crowd, like a school of sardines being attacked, exploded into one place.Otherwise, I will tell Teacher Lisa Lisa, and I won't hide anything for you.Cesare Zeppelin raised his head, his face was calm after being angry.

Why.Joseph looked at Zeppelin, at the way this guy interfered in his life as a matter of course.Why are you trying to discipline me like this, and why can you pretend that nothing happened and get rid of me.He said, okay, you can tell Lisa Lisa all of it, and you can talk a little more.Joseph walked up a few steps, strangled his neck, and bit the man's lip hard amidst the noise of the crowd.He kissed fiercely and mercilessly, and his canine teeth bit the corner of the Italian's mouth to bleed.The kiss lasted about another ten seconds, and ultimately came down to an even more merciless fist.

He was knocked to the ground by Cesar Zeppelin.

Everyone fell silent. Even though their veins were filled with alcohol, the two kissing men made the dazed onlookers not know how to react. The blond boy grabbed his coat and dragged him out of the tavern.

"Mamma Mia." The guy in the crowd who reacted first patted his greasy head with a dazed expression. "Did I just dream?"

Caesar dumped Joseph on a roadside bench.The nasty Qiao Qiao was reeking of alcohol, counting on his fingers with a big red mark on his face, he was stupid and pitiful.

"Are you awake?"

"I told you I'm not drunk. Look..." He seemed to completely forget about being punched, and raised his hands in front of Sisar.

"...ten fingers. So I'm not drunk."

Heavenly Father, he was [-] percent drunk.Grabbing the idiot's hand, the man grabbed the bangs behind his head, secretly regretting why he lost his temper with a drunk idiot.

"I'll take you back to the hotel."

"No...no..." The drunk Joseph shook his head. He buried his face in Sisar's hands, kicked his legs, and tried to curl himself up on the bench to fix a street child. "Joseph um...the room time...it's time, and now...hehe...you're homeless now.

"That's all right, you live in my place first." Cesar Zeppelin grabbed the guy's arm, dragged him up vigorously, and drove the giant child towards the rented house.Joseph buried his face in his neck, muttering, seemingly humming some unknown tune.Helpless, but also a little want to laugh.So the man really smiled slightly.

Lock up Sisar.This is really not a good idea.The young man lowered his head, stared at his prosthetic hand, and counted his fingers softly.

One, two... three... five... eight, nine, ten.is ten.

I am not drunk.

He took a deep breath, and quietly clenched his intact right hand.