[JOJO] BOSS Survival Diary

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About arrows.

I was startled, and then my expression became a little weird.

...a little tidying up the train of thought.

Does he care about the extra star arrows on the Crimson King's arm?

This is a bit confusing.

But if this is the case, his attitude has indeed become clearer after the transfer of authority, and it makes sense.

But why.

This arrow was obtained in Switzerland, and I only used it at Arakiso...even that use was accidental.In addition, it is the transfer of authority.

Risut was definitely not by my side at that time. Even if metal products were suitable for tracking, it was impossible for me, the cadres, and the ultimate creature to hide smoothly.

The only ones who knew about the existence of this arrow were Indiru, Trixiu, and the group of non-human beings from Araki.

And none of them were the type to tell anyone about it.

Risut should know about arrows, but only the one given to Polpo.

As an acquired substitute envoy, when he joined the organization, he was inspired by the arrow as a substitute—that's all.

"About... arrows?"

It was the left arm that the Crimson King grabbed Risut's neck.

He must have seen the arrow clearly from his field of vision now.

"What is your question about this arrow?" I said. "You must have never seen it."

"..." Risut was silent for a moment, "Did the Crimson King have it from before? The arrow on his arm."

how is this possible.

What a weird question.

The fusion of arrows is undoubtedly after the handover... This thing is like an invoice, which made me give the real estate certificate to Trish.

what.

It seems to be correct, so the authority is Arakizhuang's real estate certificate...?

Probably because I was silent for too long, Risut scratched his neck uncomfortably.

"What else? Since I won't answer, how about asking the rest?" I said, "It's more than that... Risut. From there back to this time, you, to me There should be more questions."

"..."

"There is still a lot of time, but I don't have that much patience."

"That's right." He paused, "It took me a lot of time to organize my memory."

Of course it is.

If it's okay to say that it's just rebirth, everything is on the established track, just like the future seen in the epitaph, there is no doubt, then he doesn't have to pledge allegiance to me.

It is because of doing it all over again, because the fusion of the stars and arrows changes the cognition, and remembering the original trajectory, it becomes so troublesome.

tidy.

After all, is it really possible to untangle that intertwined, web-like memory?

But that's okay--

I always get an answer.

723

The Crimson King let go of his arms.

Originally, he only supported the ground with his toes. Finally, he landed on the soles of his feet...but it seemed that he was a little lack of oxygen. He knelt on the ground and coughed while clutching his neck.

I shook the soot, lifted Risut's chin with my leather shoe.

He looked up at me, didn't speak, let go of his neck with one hand, and propped himself on the ground.

I put my feet down, squatted down and took off his hat.

His eyes widened slightly—this behavior seemed to surprise him more than the previous threat.

"The hat is used to absorb iron, right? You don't need to hide in front of me, and there's no need to wear it." I casually threw the hat on the bed behind me, "It looks much cooler this way."

"..."

"I will figure out what I want to know. Since you also have doubts, then I don't need to ask you for half-baked answers to fool myself." I looked straight into his eyes, "What's more, you may lie—then , or should I try to figure out what's going on by myself?"

"—"

"As for the other aspects, I have made it very clear from the beginning, Risut."

Dedicate your loyalty and you will be sheltered.

Betrayers will pay the price.

Before that, everything was empty talk.

Speaking of why... I haven't gotten to the point where I'm going to kill my subordinates because of vague suspicions.

724

Polnareff didn't wake up until the early hours of the morning.

...Although I think it's just a bill, there is absolutely no reason to faint for so long.

Sure enough, after staying at home for a long time, the mind becomes fragile.

The most important thing is that as soon as this person woke up, he sat up and stared at me, and then silently shrunk back into the quilt.

...What are you doing?

Is it possible that I can get another one?

I thought to myself that this amount of money was nothing, and if I really couldn’t afford it, I would borrow it from Joestar’s family. If a real estate developer can’t even afford this amount of money, it would be a bit painful at most.

What's more, the relationship with former comrades-in-arms would not be shameless and ask him to pay back the money.

He sat there, looked at me helplessly, then frowned slightly, and called out the silver chariot.

Humph.

After taking it back, I have to get used to it a little bit.

"...Diablo."

"Huh?" I raised my eyebrows, "What? I got my double back, do you want to fight with me?"

"A fight? There won't be any results." He said, "...Until now, it was all calculated by you."

calculating.

How should I put it——

I'm actually not good at calculations.

It's just that a lot of things don't even need the ability of epitaph to see the trajectory.

The future is such a thing. By combining possibilities, you can predict what will happen. This is just a simple calculation.

However, there are also many unexpected factors, otherwise it would not be so troublesome now.

"What's next?" He lowered his voice, "What are you going to do next? Have you brought... Dobbio out for an inspection? Are you planning to expand your sphere of influence to France?"

"It's as if there are no gangsters in France. Is there a difference?"

"..."

"Of course, this kind of thing has to be done slowly-it doesn't matter if you want to stop it, but what kind of organization is the enthusiasm...you have already experienced it."

"Diablo."

"Ok?"

"What exactly do you want to do?"

——What do you want to do.

I frowned, and the herbal smell of the smoke seemed to rush into my mind——

...Do you want to do something?

Polnareff wasn't asking about short-term goals, I know that.

But this question is a bit difficult to answer...

"Polnareff, have you ever felt that way? You know everything, you know what will happen when, even King Scarlet can't erase that fact, so you try your best to avoid it, but you always It is the so-called..."fate" that can be glimpsed from the trajectory of "now". "

I spoke slowly, feeling a little funny again.

More and more.

To mess up the stable life, obviously everything can have a simpler development, but pushed himself to the troublesome side.

Avoid "fate".

It's really just a few...very simple moves.

I have always only valued results, but I can't help but spend an incalculable amount of time on the process.

Even though there are many differences, I know very well that I am "Diablo".

Holding the "result" in his hands, he only cares about the result, the emperor standing on the top of the corpse.

--yes.

I know very well—why the substitute is still the "King Crimson" even though it is "I".

"Result" is the most important noun.

"What I want to do - I just want to see what the "result" is. "

No...... I shouldn't say that, what I want now is probably not the "result"——

Rather, it is the "future" that can be extended.

The author has something to say: 【Why is it obviously "I", but the double is still the "King of Crimson". 】

The stand-in is the embodiment of the spirit, and together with his own dialogue disclosure, we can get a characteristic that can only be pointed out in the absence of information from the original Diablo:

[I don't care about the process, I don't need the past, as long as the result can be achieved. 】

I have been wanting to write this thing since the beginning of the article.

There are not many scenes in Wen Chage, but when the boss was thinking, he actually buried a lot of hidden threads... If you want to say why, the melancholy blues is almost a stand-in for the complete opposite of the Scarlet King, because it is the embodiment of the process.

Compared with being vigilant against the slight possibility that Apache may replay, I have long realized that this complete opposite is the more important reason for the psychology of not wanting to contact.

Before getting in touch, he felt that he and Brother Cha didn't get along well. At first, he wanted to write about Brother Cha, but found that the two had no chance to meet at all. Then he buried the thread and wrote it too cryptically, so no one noticed it at all. 【tears

He has many characteristics of Diablo, because I didn't intend to let him become "other people" from the beginning of shaping. Compared with the title of "other people", it is like Diego and DIO. The status is closer.

So why didn't I write about my past life even though I was time-traveling, because I didn't feel the need for it at all, and it wasn't really someone else.

There has been no answer to the question of "why the substitute is still the Crimson King after he is not the boss".

There is a feeling... I can finally say this after writing this... This feeling.

insect【.