Jojos Who Are Doing Things in Daily Life

"If you don't mind, can you show us the effect? ​​I always feel that guy doesn't have any aesthetics."

"Don't say that about Jotaro-san~" Yihua smiled and shook her head when she heard the words, and took out her mobile phone to show the two of her selected matching clothes:

"Look, this is my favorite set~"

"...Is the color too dull? The stage play should be more beautiful, right?"

"Oh! This dress has cats on it! Kawaii!"

"What? Excuse me, can you show me that dress again?"

"..." On the other side, Jotaro and Hikigaya, who are also not interested in clothes, looked at each other, and chose to bow their heads here and do their own things in a very tacit understanding. They are the type that has difficulty understanding women. In this case, it is better to keep your mouth shut.

On the other side, the noise continued.

"That's the dress... can I have a look again?"

"Anything else? Anything else?"

"..."

"……Um?"

The words that came to an abrupt end made Jotaro, who was planning to scold him, look up a little unexpectedly, but what he saw was Ikka's apologetic expression on his own.

Yukinoshita Yukino's expression froze again, just like the iceberg beauty back then, without a trace of emotion.

Yuigahama Yui stared at Kazuka's cell phone in embarrassment, and after a long time, he reluctantly showed a sneering expression, saying:

"Ah... I want to try it too... this..."

However, Yukinoshita Yukino suddenly raised her head to look at Jotaro again, with a faint but creepy sneer on her face, she said in a sweet tone:

"You seem to like photography."

"Woo-!"

In the next second, Jotaro looked at Ikka's phone in Yukino's hand, the particularly eye-catching photo of himself wearing a white windbreaker and standing with Ikka who seemed a little intimate, and subconsciously felt a sudden burst of emotion.

For some reason, he was obviously not sure about the relationship between his 17-year-old self and these three, but at this moment, Jotaro instinctively felt something was wrong.This invincible warrior who had become a father was slightly shaken in his heart at this moment.

Not good... Can anyone help me out?Jotaro looked at his side subconsciously, he was not good at dealing with this kind of situation, and planned to pull a back to support him first.

However, in the next second, Jotaro realized that beside him, the seat where a dejected fish-eyed boy should have been sitting was actually empty at this moment!Even a warrior as sharp as Jotaro didn't notice his departure!

Is this a stand-in attack? !Jotaro stared sharply, but no matter what he was thinking at this moment, it couldn't change the fact that he was the only one facing such a scene.

"...It just so happens that the school requires every club to come up with a program in this school festival. As the minister, I happen to have some ideas."

Yukinoshita Yukino stood up slowly, although she seemed to be speaking to everyone, but her gaze was fixed on Jotaro, obviously, she was speaking for him.

"Tomorrow we will also go outside to collect some materials, as a source of inspiration, everyone will be there at that time, understand?"

"……I see."

After a long time, he still couldn't ignore Yukinoshita Yukino's overly sharp eyes staring at him, holding the possibility that he might lose his memory about tomorrow, Jotaro chose to compromise for the time being.

Chapter 238: Another memory disorder, a memory that could not be continued

Time is finally stumbling, and on the second day, people in this world can't feel anything, but under the shadows, there is something that affects the orbit of the world, and people in it people, but they can't feel anything...

However, on this day, another horrifying scene appeared in the Qiao family compound...

"again……"

Dongfang Jousuke looked at the comatose body of Jotaro who seemed to be struggling to climb to the door to inform his comrades before he died. His brain was not as frightened as it was at the beginning, but it was not far from collapse. up.

"It's starting again—!"

"Giorno—!!! Something is wrong—!"

……

This time, it seemed that Giorno had already expected such a thing to happen. Giorno was sleeping at home this time. Hearing Jousuke's call, he ran over in a hurry after changing his clothes, and used his almighty The "Golden Experience" helps Jotaro begin his healing.

It obviously took less time this time. After a simple investigation, Giorno withdrew his hand, got up and said:

"Okay, Mr. Jotaro is fine."

"Mr. Jotaro's memory may be messed up again!" Jousuke grabbed his messy hair with a broken face, and said in an extremely anxious tone:

"I don't know what era the confusion will be this time! 40 years old? 60 years old? It won't be the time when you become an old man?!"

"Giorno! Did you find Mai Sakurajima yesterday! Mr. Jotaro is not going to do it like this!"

"...Josuke, I'm trying to figure out a way to do this."

Giorno said so, with a wry smile on his lips unconsciously, as if he recalled the last time he came to Mai Sakurajima's house to find her, and told Mai Sakurajima the theory that Futaba told him again. After interpreting it again, however, the answer he got was:

"...I admit that my heart is escaping from the past life, but now that it has become like this, I don't know what to do. In my heart, I don't feel that this life is bad at all, and I won't resist the present look."

"Also, even if you ask me to help you, I... don't know how to control this... ability."

There is simply no place to start. "Youth syndrome" is a kind of ability produced by the patient's own inner world that is enough to influence the orbit of the world. If the patient has no resistance in his heart, or there is no other thing to break the deadlock, "youth syndrome" is not at all There is no way to crack it!

If this continues... Giorno can't help but recall what Futaba told himself...

"If the 'Youth Syndrome' has not been cracked to a certain extent, then the world will acquiesce in the non-existence of Mai Sakurajima, no matter who it is, perhaps no memory about her will appear again, even the traces will be erased."