Jojos Who Are Doing Things in Daily Life

"Jotaro, the memory disorder is because of Mai Sakurajima."

"Be careful, Mai Sakurajima, her cause caused an accident!"

"Boom--!!!"

"Wow----!!!" X2

Suddenly, with a strong current, the old TV was finally overwhelmed, and the big screen burst with a dull explosion sound.Joseph and Jousuke jumped up in fright, and took a step back.

Looking at the scrapped black-smoky TV in front of them, the four present were silent for a while before they realized the two prophecy words.

"... Mai Sakurajima."

Jotaro murmured the name softly, a gleam flashed in his eyes, he raised his head and said:

"I remembered. Mai Sakurajima. I met her in the library. She has a strange ability to eliminate her own sense of existence, so that people with low mental power will not notice her existence."

"...Is it Miss Mai?"

Among all the people here, Giorno is the one who is most familiar with Mai Sakurajima. He couldn't have imagined that Mai Sakurajima, who took him in last time he met and enjoyed life with peace of mind, unexpectedly happened this time. Anticipated mishap.

……but.

"...But, how should we find Mai Sakurajima?"

After Jousuke repaired the TV with his stand-in ability, he rejoined the topic and said bitterly:

"Mr. Jotaro also said it? Miss Mai Sakurajima's ability has reduced her sense of existence to a level that ordinary people can't see. How should we find it?"

... No, I suddenly felt that I might be able to find it.Jousuke suddenly thought of a Miss Kato who often haunted Miyazono on weekdays and was always able to scare him with a low sense of presence. He suddenly felt that he might be able to rely on Miss Kato to find Mai Sakurajima.

"Leave this matter to me." Joseph patted his chest when he heard this, and said confidently:

"My substitute can be very good at finding someone! I can definitely find her!"

"...Then the next step is to find out why Mr. Jotaro's memory is messed up."

Seeing that the matter has progressed, Giorno slowly stood up and looked at Jotaro, and said slowly:

"I know a friend, maybe, she can tell us what happened to Mr. Jotaro, and how to solve it."

Chapter 231: Youth Syndrome, Futaba's Answer

At four o'clock in the afternoon, in a school laboratory in the middle school of Toyosaki College.

At this time, the weather was getting a little dark, and the evening sun shone through the window into the classroom, reflecting the figure of a quiet girl in a white coat, with a sizeable figure and glasses, pulling Long her shadow.

On this Sunday, the quiet girl did not enjoy the last leisure time of the week at home like everyone else, but came to the school's laboratory early, using alcohol cups and measuring cups, doing what she likes, cooking in alcohol cups The scented tea in the measuring cup was constantly boiling, and she just watched this scene quietly.

It seems that only in this way can she get the tranquility she pursues, and only in this way can she get some spiritual comfort, which is what she is most willing to do.

"……Da da da."

However, an unhurried knock on the door broke the silence. The quiet girl's attention was immediately attracted by the knock on the door, and she said softly:

"……who is it?"

"I."

With a twist of the doorknob, the laboratory door opened slowly, revealing Giorno's taller and more aesthetically pleasing figure than his peers.There was still a hint of youthfulness on his face, but he had a calmness and rationality that some adults never possessed.

When the quiet girl saw Gioruno, she paused for a while, and a look of surprise flashed across her pair of calm and calm eyes that were very similar to Giorno, but she was soon pressed into it. Under the eyes.

"...a rare visitor, Giorno." The quiet girl got up slowly, walked to a cabinet beside her, and took out a new measuring cup and alcohol cup.

"Same as usual? Jasmine tea."

"...No, let's change to lavender this time."

Giorno came to the chair in front of the quiet girl and sat down on the chair. The quiet girl didn't say anything when she saw this, she took out another bag of purple scented tea from the grid under the podium, and gave it to her. After adding enough water to the measuring cup, I grabbed a small handful and sprinkled it on, put it on the fixed rack on the alcohol cup, and cooked it slowly.

"...You don't usually come here, it's on weekends." The quiet girl seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a bit dull, so she said to herself, trying to find some topics to talk about.

"I don't want to go to the Three Treasures Palace if I have nothing to do." Giorno looked at the quiet girl in front of him, and under the eyes of the other party who said "that's true" and mixed with a trace of inexplicable emotion, he paused for a while, and slowly said:

"...I need your help, Futaba."

"You've always been like this... since we met."

The girl named Futaba collided with Giorno's eyes for a long time. After a long time, she sighed softly, shook her head helplessly, and said in a very calm tone:

"I really can't do anything about you..." There was an almost silent murmur, and I didn't know whether it was a compromise to the other party or to myself.

"Tell me, how do you want me to help you?"

"...Thank you." Hearing that, Giorno showed a relaxed smile.The girl named Futaba didn't say anything, but when she saw Giorno finally showed a relaxed expression, a look of joy flashed in her eyes.

The feeling of being entrusted by someone like him... In fact, I am quite happy with it...

"I hope you...can help me explain...such things."

Just as Giorno finished speaking, Futaba noticed the tall and burly figure who had been standing outside the door and hadn't come in.

The visitor was over 190 centimeters tall by visual inspection, with a handsome face and the same sense of calm as Giorno, but with a calm mountain-like feeling that Giorno does not have now. After scanning their faces, they actually saw some similarities in their faces.

"This... is Mr. Jotaro." Giorno introduced each other for the two:

"Mr. Jotaro, this is my friend, Rio Futaba. I think her wisdom can help you explain all this."