My followers have invincibility written all over their faces

My name is Fujimaru Tachika, I am 17 years old, the former master of Chaldea, I went back to my hometown to go to school after beating Gaetia, and I am currently an honorable employee of the Diablo Hall!

It started after I transferred schools.

After blasting Gaetia, I wiped away my tears, bid farewell to everyone in Chaldea, retired, and returned to my hometown in Japan to continue to be an ordinary high school girl.

After studying for half a year, I found that the year of fighting in Chaldea is still lingering in my mind. I was in a daze when I was in class. Half a year later, I can’t even remember our teacher’s name , not to mention the classmates around me.I just mechanically repeat the cycle of going to school, attending classes, and leaving school. My whole person is like a machine that has lost its soul.

I emailed Matthew about this and she said maybe it was PTSD and suggested I go out and get some refreshment.

After chatting with my family, I decided to go on a cruise around the world from west to east for my thrilling crowning appointment.

The first stop of this global tour is set in Egypt, the place with Ozymandias and Nitocris.

I carried a small backpack and took the bank card that the United Nations paid me regularly, and embarked on the journey lightly and simply!

——The first stop, I met Master DIO in Cairo.

Master Dio is a beautiful and powerful vampire.

Because of Grand Duke Vlad, in my heart, vampires are a group of gentle uncles who are good at making dolls and sewing. They have good figure and good looks, and they will give me scapegoat dolls as gifts on Valentine’s Day. He can even play the erhu!

...Specifically refers to playing a song "The Moon Reflected in Two Springs" for me when the ship was sinking.

So when I saw Lord Dio and learned that he was a vampire, I didn't even raise an eyebrow in fear.On the contrary, my heart is filled with the joy of meeting old friends in a foreign land.

Didn't expect there are vampires outside of Chaldea!

Mr. DIO seems to be very satisfied with my intimacy, he took me to his magic hall, introduced me to Mr. Darby who loves to play games but his face looks like he was run over by a wheel, and he wears pants indecently Mr. Vanilla Ace who loves to decorate his body with pink hearts and looks very gay.Occasionally, I will perform a little trick of snapping my fingers to extinguish the candles for me, and I will applaud very vigorously every time.

"After returning to the ordinary people, you must be very lonely, Lixiang."

Mr. DIO seems to have the magical power to see through people's hearts. He kindly drank tea with me at night and listened to the stories I shared with him in Chaldea.He always listened carefully and looked at me with bright red eyes without blinking. In a trance, I thought I had returned to Chaldea, and the person with the voice of Ozymandias was sitting opposite. virtuous king.

I easily succumbed to Mr. Dio's yellow crotch pants, and accepted a task he gave me.

"I have a descendant of a very troublesome enemy. He is in Japan. He is also a high school student. He is the same age as you. His name is Jotaro Kujo." Master Dio even gave me a photo of Jotaro, "This The guy is very annoying, he is a little bastard who does all kinds of evil, eats the king's meal and beats the teacher and has been in the detention center, he and his grandfather will even secretly use superpowers to spy on me changing clothes in the middle of the night."

When I heard it, it was not bad! ?

No, not at all!

"I'll help you teach him a lesson!" I promised swearingly, "Believe me, although I draw cards and sink the ship, when it comes to tearing up bad guys, I, Fujimaru Tachika, are second, and no one dares to argue with me." First!"

Getia, who had already exploded, silently gave me a thumbs up.

"Don't put too much pressure on you." Master Dio is very considerate, "I heard that guy has a strange disease recently, and he keeps coughing all the time. I don't think his fighting power should be too strong. You Just make it easy for him not to bother me and stop peeking at me changing my clothes."

I clenched my fists: "Don't worry! I will make him cry and repent, and never dare to do such a stupid thing again!"

So the generous Mr. DIO gave me the money to travel around the world, and let me go back to Japan happily eating strawberry-flavored Haagen-Dazs in the first class.Of course I won't break my promise after landing, I rolled up my sleeves and went to investigate who this so-called Kujo Jotaro is!

Before I could start investigating, I ran into this guy at school.

...Dio-sama, you never said that Kujo Jotaro is in the next class to me! ! !

I sneaked through the window of the next class, mixed among a group of chattering girls, and carefully compared the person in the photo with the boy sitting in the last row reading a book in the classroom.

Well, a black school uniform with a big gold chain on the collar, black school trousers and brown leather shoes... the clothes match!

I quietly poked my head out from the window, the orange fur was turning like a detector, and I was listening to the discussion of the girls next to me vigilantly, while watching Jotaro's movements in the classroom.

It seemed that the voice of the girl by the window was too loud, Jotaro finally took his eyes off the book and looked up at us.

Just like in the photo, he has a face so handsome that you can fall in love with it at first sight.The tall young man who seemed to be of mixed race frowned, and just this simple look made the girls around me scream.

"JOJO looked at me!"

"Nonsense, JOJO is looking at me!"

"Ahhhhhh, JOJO, are you free after school today, let's go home together!"

Jotaro covered his mouth and coughed. He glanced at his palm, put his hand in his pocket, got up and walked towards the window.

I'm not sure if he recognizes me. After all, I haven't paid attention to the classmates around me at all in the past six months. I can't even remember how many people are in the class, let alone the people in the next class. Also do not know.

Jotaro is tall, very tall.He stood by the window like the legendary North American giant Paul Bunyan looking down on the ash tree. The girls beside me rushed up to talk to him, but I still kept looking through the window, thinking for a while Check out the next battle plan.

...Well, this guy seems to have a lot of suitors.According to my observation, wherever he goes, there will be a group of girls surrounding him, and some will even boldly hook his arm.

So, can I also pretend to be one of these suitors?

I had an epiphany!

Jotaro said something to the group of girls, and they dispersed, and in the end, I was left squatting in a peeping position.

...To be honest, this is a bit embarrassing.

I stood up as calmly as I could, facing Jotaro's ambiguous gaze, and flicked my hair artificially.

"Hello." I said, racking my brains to figure out how to pretend to be an ordinary high school girl who is obsessed with love, "My name is Fujimaru Tachika, I'm 17 years old, and I'm single."

Jotaro: ...

I:……

Why didn't this person respond!

Obviously, Qingji would scream "I love you!!!" when I said anything I said in Chaldea before, and then rushed forward and said that I am the only sweetheart in the world!

I was annoyed by Jotaro's indifference, so I decided to add a little bit of drama to solidify my image as a fanatical suitor—

"You're handsome, I'm cute, don't you think we're a perfect match!" I spoke loudly, "Handsome guy, give me a chance!"

Everyone in the corridor was touched by my sincerity, and turned their heads to look at me like a rare animal!

Jotaro frowned fiercely, he scanned the corridor with warning eyes fiercely at first, no one dared to look at us anymore, they all shrank their necks and slipped away quickly.Then he put his fist to his mouth and coughed heavily.From between his fingers, I vaguely saw something orange falling out, which seemed to be some kind of small flower.

I hesitated to speak, but Jotaro quickly moved his hand away, looked down at me, and asked suspiciously, "Really? You... like me?"

I was hurt by his attitude: "Is there any need for a beautiful girl like me to lie!"

Jotaro said sharply, "I'm afraid you didn't know me before today."

I:……

What, did you find out!

I still plan to struggle: "How can you say that, how could I not know someone as handsome as you! Just listening to the girls around you talk about you, my ears are full of calluses."

Jotaro asked blankly, "Really, which club did I join at school?"

I glanced at his eight-pack abs and firm chest muscles looming under the T-shirt, and swallowed secretly: "...Uh, the Department of Remodeling?"

Jotaro: "Wrong."

I guessed again: "Then... the track and field department, you're from the track and field department! You're so popular because you kept practicing pole vaulting after school and then a pair of sisters saw—"

Jotaro: "...No."

My whole face was wrinkled, and Jotaro seemed to smile sullenly, then he turned around and waved to me: "Come."

I followed him angrily, Xiaobu walked beside him, and said, "Could it be that you are from the baseball department? Girls like boys from the sports department. You must be very handsome when you hit home runs, so there are so many of them." Suitors!"

Jotaro said: "No, you can change your mind, I don't have to be athletic."

I didn't know that the way I was thinking was very much like a confused little hamster: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Jotaro was a little speechless: "Why did you guess in this direction?"

"Because you tie a big gold chain on your collar and you look fierce, of course you look like a gangster!" I felt a little aggrieved, "Then what kind of club are you from—eh, you're going to class soon Well, where are you taking me?"

Jotaro took a long leg, and began to climb up the steps two steps at a time: "I don't want to go to class anymore, I want to wander around the school. Anyway, other people say that I am a bad person, so it is natural for a bad person to skip classes, right?"

I had no choice but to follow his words: "Yes, yes, you are bad...wait, but I am not bad!"

Jotaro stood on the upper steps and turned his head to look at me. The sun was very good today. He turned his face slightly to the side, looked at me with those blue-green eyes that were particularly bright under the sunlight, and then bent slightly.

He slowly leaned over, and his handsome face slowly enlarged in front of me. The bad boy put his hands in his pockets, seemingly casually, but at the same time solemnly at eye level with me.It's too close, so close that I can feel his breath lightly hitting my face, so close that I feel that facing such a handsome face, Ben Yangou may not be able to beat him at that time.

"...Since you said you would give you a chance, then I will give you a chance." He said slowly, "You have to make good use of it, Li Xiang."

When he straightened up, turned his head and continued to walk forward, I felt my whole face was hot.

... Damn, can you do whatever you want because you are handsome!

This guy is simply the school bully among the school grass!

It seemed that Jotaro's lungs were really not very good, and he coughed from time to time along the way.I couldn't help feeling a little bit worried about his body: this guy, he won't die before I do it, right?Then will I be ashamed when I report to Master DIO?

If I were to call Master DIO and say, "That guy Jotaro died! But I didn't beat him up, he coughed up blood and passed out!", that would be a big stain on my life!

It's definitely not because I think this guy is so handsome, so I'm a little tempted!

Absolutely!right!Do not!Yes!

Jotaro led me through the hallway with familiarity.The class bell has already rang, and there are well-behaved students sitting in every classroom beside the corridor. I turned my head to look at them through the window, feeling like the only free bird in this cage, bragging about Hovering in the sky behind an eagle.

Before the trip, I was a member of this group of students during those six months, sitting in my own seat in a daze, sometimes listening to the teacher's lectures, but most of the time I just stared out the window in a daze.I don't know what I was in a daze, but when I came back to my senses, there were always tears on my face.

So then I also learned to skip classes.When the depression was about to completely overwhelm me, I would sneak out of the classroom, pry open the lock on the roof, and rush to the roof of the teaching building where no one was there, crying loudly.

Sometimes for myself, sometimes for those who left me and never came back.

Matthew said in the email that this is a serious psychological problem and needs to be relieved as soon as possible.But I found that even crying on the rooftop every day didn't help.Da Vinci later joined in the exchange of emails with me. She suggested that I focus on art, and also sent me a video she recorded at the previous Chaldean party.

Jotaro stopped.

"Here we are." He said, and then he held the doorknob of the classroom in front of him. "Now, you can guess what club I belong to."

I raised my head, looked at the door number of this familiar classroom, and murmured the words on it.

"...Stardust Symphony Orchestra."

Jotaro bowed slightly: "I'm a cellist."

He opened the door for me and let me walk into this rehearsal room openly for the first time.

The music stands are still where they used to be, and the houndstooth dust cloth is still on the piano, which doesn't have a matching bench since no one in the band uses a piano.

The musical instruments of the members were solemnly placed on their seats, waiting for the rehearsal after school.Beside the seat padded with stars that I am most familiar with, there is a pitch-black piano case reclining, and I know that it contains the only cello in the classroom—because I have used it countless times. Drag it away, and then quietly drag it back, pretending nothing happened.

…Before my trip, in order to treat my traumatic stress syndrome, I used to sneak into this classroom at noon every day and pull the only upholstered chair in the whole classroom to the one without a piano stool In front of the piano, I sat down and played the piece Mozart taught me.

Facing the owner of this chair, I feel guilty.

But it is impossible for Jotaro to know that I used to move his exclusive seat every day, and I also moved his precious cello around.If this guy really knows, judging by his physique, maybe I won't have the chance to call Mr. Dio and say: "The task is completed, pay the final payment!"

"What musical instrument do you know?" Jotaro walked to his seat, opened the case, and lifted the cello out easily, "Violin? Harmonica? Clarinet? Or... piano?"

I whispered, "I know a little piano."

He brought me a chair, and I don't know if it was a coincidence, and he also brought me the upholstered star pattern on his own seat.I sat down with some embarrassment, and he returned to his seat and set up the piano again.

"Then." He put on a good posture, set up his bow, threw the long hem of the school uniform behind him, raised his head and looked at me with a gentle expression, "you can play a simple song."

"How about playing "Little Star Sonata" together?"

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I'm distracted.

I stepped over the piano and sneaked a glance at Jotaro who was bowing his head.The tall young man held the cello in his arms, pressed his long fingers on the strings, and leisurely played the strings that perfectly matched my piano sound.Looking at his calm face, I was suddenly very grateful that I had practiced this piece over and over again. If I hadn't practiced to the point where I could play it without looking at the keys, I would have played the wrong note because I was distracted by him.

I hit the last chord just after he drew the last bow.

"Little Star Sonata" once again echoed in this classroom.

I wanted to say something, maybe it was against DIO-sama's will to praise his words, but before I could speak in a daze, Jotaro suddenly covered his mouth and coughed violently.

"Why do you..." I quickly stood up and walked to his side quickly. After a little hesitation, I patted his back, "Are you sick?"

Jotaro let go of his hand, and a few orange petals fluttered to the ground from between his fingers.

He... coughed up the flowers.

"Ah, that's right. I'm sick." He looked at the flower in his palm and slowly tightened his fingers, "It's said to be terminally ill."

I gasp for breath.

"Is it... lung cancer?" I asked, unaware that my voice was shaking, "Don't you need to take a break from school to see a doctor?"

"It's useless." Jotaro shook his head. He stood up and put the cello into the case. He didn't look like he was troubled by terminal illness at all. "This disease cannot be cured by normal treatment."

I hurriedly asked: "Is this a disease related to magic? Are you cursed?"

Jotaro leaned the piano case against the seat again, and he looked back at me, with a smile on his face that made me extremely confused.

Why can this man laugh when he is terminally ill?

"Well, it's cursed." He said, "And it's a curse that's hard to break."

"If it's a curse, I actually know a little bit about magic, so I can help you take a look—"

When I realized what I just said, it was too late to shut up.

Jotaro looked at me calmly, and strangely, I read something reassuring in his eyes.That seems to be understanding, and there seems to be a gentleness that can accommodate all my loneliness.

"If this is the fate that still comes after the struggle, I will accept it." He stretched out his hand and helped me brush the bangs hanging in front of my eyes back to my ears. "Life is not something that is judged by length. I have done a good job I have spent the past 17 years to the fullest, although I may have some regrets, but in the face of the moment that will eventually come, I will not regret the past.”

"Don't cry anymore, if you still feel lonely, then recall the moment just now and sing "Little Star"."

Jotaro went back, he said that the next class was math, and he never skipped math class.I asked him why he skipped this class, and he said it was because this class was English.

"My mother is American." He sounded embarrassing to me. "I never take English class."

I was so angry that I raised my fist and wanted to hit him directly while his back was facing me, but I grinned and gestured at his back for a long time. His fist fell down.

never mind.I thought angrily, there are so many people in the school now, I will deal with him after nightfall!

Angrily, I ran away from the next math class, and ran to the rooftop with my lunch box, killing the whole math class plus lunch break.

In the past, every time I came to the rooftop, I would shed a ton of tears. Most of the time, I was remembering the heroic spirits who fought with me.Now they have all been sent back to the Seat of Heroes, and the memories of fighting side by side have also dissipated into the air along with the spirit-based particles.In the future, other masters will summon them again, and they will have new memories with the new master, and may form a deeper bond.I'm just a tiny passer-by in their never-ending lives, and I'll go on with my life as if the past year was just a big dream for all of humanity.

Sometimes I also recall Dr. Roman.In fact, I have been trying my best not to let myself think of him, but this unlucky guy will always pop into my mind unexpectedly, with a familiar and silly smile, and say to me: "Ah, Lixiang, how are you doing recently? ?”

Today I opened the bento box as usual on the rooftop.According to the steps in the past, I would have started to cry at this step, but today I am extraordinarily calm.

Doctor Roman and the heroic spirits were still running around in my memory noisily. I hummed a simple melody softly, picked up the chopsticks, and picked up the loving little octopus sausage my mother had prepared.

"twinkle Twinkle Little Star……"

Ah, indeed, indeed, I won't feel lonely anymore.

When the preparatory bell for the first class in the afternoon rang, I put away my lunch box, hummed a song and pushed open the iron door of the roof to go downstairs, but my keen sense of smell smelled something different in the air.

...the smell of tobacco.

I squinted my eyes and went downstairs quickly and silently, trying to catch the person who had been peeping at me through the door before he got away.

But the guy slipped so fast that I could only vaguely see the corner of the raised black school uniform at the corner of the corridor.

...Smoking, long black school uniform.

OK!Jotaro, you bastard, not only peeping on Mr. DIO changing clothes, but also peeping on me having lunch on the rooftop? !

The shame, indignation and killing intent in my heart welled up again.

You bastard, I will definitely kill you with my own hands, and then call Master DIO to pay me the final payment immediately! ! !

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I, Tachika Fujimaru, the outstanding master of the year in Chaldea, an excellent employee of the Diaomokan, a killer without emotion.

Today, it is not dark and windy, it looks like a bright and bright night.

But even so, I still have to firmly complete the task entrusted to me by Master Dio, to break into the empty house at night, Dark Shark Jotaro!

When Jotaro was leaving school, I sneaked into the army of girls who surrounded him home, and watched him return to Kujo's grand Japanese-style mansion from a distance.

Well, I already know his address!

Tonight, I will implement my dark shark plan!

The emotionless Ben killer is well prepared at home.I put on a full set of black clothes, and imitated the female ninja and wrapped myself a black turban.Dark Shark naturally wanted to prepare weapons, so I slipped to the kitchen and took a ceramic knife used for cutting fruit at home and put it on my waist-don't underestimate ceramic knives!This thing cuts fruit very well!

Everything was ready, so I carried my little skateboard that had accumulated dust for a long time and went out after my parents were asleep!

Goal, Kongjo Mansion!

I haven't skateboarded for a long time, and I haven't skated since I was taken to Chaldea as a human restoration coolie.When I stepped on the skateboard, I was still a little worried about whether I would fall, but the memory of my body kept me balanced. I raised my arms as I rushed forward, happily facing the cool evening wind, along the downhill road. The ramp rushed all the way to Kujo Jotaro, who was probably sleeping.

Kongjo House is a typical Japanese-style courtyard with high walls.I stared at the high wall that surrounded the house tightly, and suddenly remembered that I didn't bring rope and hook.

This is the first mistake of the emotionless killer Fujimaru Tatsuka tonight!

I'm sorry, I won't do it again next time!

I put the skateboard up against the wall, and then tried to step on the skateboard to reach the top of the wall.I tried hard several times, bouncing and nearly falling, but I don't know what's going on with the wind tonight, when I jumped up and tried to reach the top of the wall for the last time, it seemed that a pair of invisible but powerful hands supported me As soon as I gave it, I successfully pulled the top of the wall, and then groaned and yanked myself up.

Huh, I finally sat on the wall, and I couldn't help wiping the sweat off my forehead.The first time I climbed over the wall, I almost failed. If it weren't for the last jump that I didn't know why I succeeded, I would have fallen headlong.

Thanks for the breeze tonight!

I slowly crossed the wall, grasping the top of the wall with both hands, intending to let go slowly and let myself fall to the ground.But because of my nervousness, my palms were sweating a lot, and I felt that my hand holding the wall was slipping——

Finally let go because of slipping.

I thought I was really going to fall this time, but once again, once again, a pair of invisible hands seemed to support me from behind.I staggered to my feet, and looked back fearfully, but saw nothing.

it's wired!

Could it be that the empty house is haunted? !

I frightened and flicked on the small flashlight, and quietly crossed the courtyard and walked towards the corridor of the main house.

I thought it would be easy to find Jotaro's bedroom.

But I was wrong.

Because the empty house is too big.

... Jotaro Kujo, you are a rich second generation.No wonder Mr. Dio gave such a high bounty, which matches your rich second generation status!

While I was feeling emotional, I tried to pull the door of the bedroom in front of me, which I guessed, but I couldn't open the sliding door, which was obviously unlocked, as if someone was holding the door and would not let me open it.I held my breath, gathered my energy, and squatted down to do the horse stance, but I still couldn't pull away!

too weird!

Obviously, I was also a ruthless character who crossed the North American continent on foot, and flew across half the island with Yuri Ellie on my shoulders. I also tore a certain king with my hands (Old Gai: Don’t mention this, okay), why did I fall in a mere place today? On a Japanese sliding door!

I was very depressed, so I decided to change the room with a sliding door.

...still can't pull it off!

Jotaro Kujo, if you have the money to install a large gold chain for yourself, why not spend some money to put some oil on your sliding door!

I was so angry that my hair almost stood on end, and I continued to walk forward, and tried to pull the door when I saw it. The annoying thing was that I couldn't open almost every door!

what happened!

In the end, I almost lost my confidence. When I reached out and touched the correct sliding door, I never thought it could be opened. people were even more shocked.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough—"

Kujo Jotaro curled up in the bed with his back to me, and broke out a heart-piercing cough.

He lived in a classic Japanese room of course, without a bed, he slept on a futon on the tatami.So as soon as I opened the door, I could see him hunched over and coughing, as if he was about to cough up his lungs.

I immediately relented.

I tiptoedly turned around and closed the sliding door, because I heard that this lung disease would definitely get worse after catching a cold from the wind.Then I quietly walked to him as quietly as possible, and looked at his face with his back to me, but before I saw his pale face, I saw the small orange flowers scattered on the ground first.

...Kujo Jotaro will cough up flowers.

"You are here." Jotaro said after another violent cough, he sat up slowly, I hurried to help him, but just touched the corner of his pajamas, I retracted, because I remembered that I seemed to be Not here to visit at night - I still have a ceramic knife pinned to my waist!

Apparently, Jotaro also saw the gleaming knife on my waist, he raised his head to look at me, and asked calmly, "Are you here to kill me? Because of DIO?"

I nodded blankly, suddenly a little shy: "Yes, I'm sorry, part of the reason is that Master DIO ordered me to kill you, and the other part of the reason is actually..."

"Actually?" Jotaro coughed twice more, and he no longer covered up the little orange flowers that he coughed out of his mouth, letting them fall on the quilt, "I'm already dying, just give me a happy one." okay?"

"But I don't want to kill you." I whispered, "I... I actually wanted to ask you something."

Jotaro patted his side: "Sit down and talk."

I sat down cross-legged somewhat cautiously, digging at the small gap between the tatami mats with both hands helplessly: "Well, during your lunch break today, did you smoke in the stairwell on the roof?"

Jotaro admitted naturally: "It's me."

"Then, did you see me eating bento on the rooftop?"

"Yeah." He said, "And it's not just this day."

Maybe it was because my mind was not spinning fast at night, so I asked a little bluntly: "Have you been watching me for many days?"

"Yeah." He said slowly, "The rooftop has always been my place, but since half a year ago, a little orange-haired girl who knows nothing about heights and heights has occupied that position, crying there every day at noon, which is really speechless. "

Me: ......... Wait, wait.

"You have seen me crying on the rooftop since half a year ago?!" I was almost incoherent, "You, you, why are you like this?!"

Jotaro grinned sullenly, laughing and coughing again.

"You also secretly used the rehearsal room of the symphony orchestra," he said. "You dragged my chair to use it as a piano stool every day, and then played Mozart."

I foolishly asked: "Ah? Did you hear that too?"

"Yeah." He smiled, "Every day there is a girl crying and playing Mozart, even I can't help but listen to it."

"That... that!" I stammered and asked, "You took me there today..."

"I used to feel very confused." He propped his chin with his big hands, and looked at me with a smile, "I was thinking, why is this girl crying all the time? She is usually in a daze, and she sees me as if she doesn't see her. When I cry, it seems like I lost someone very important..."

"So, I asked the old man to ask someone from the SPW consortium."

I slowly clenched my fists.

"Saving the world must be very hard." Jotaro said softly, "If you feel lonely, you might as well sing "Little Star". That's what my mother-in-law told me."

I hung my head, trying to keep the tears from dripping.

"I'm sorry," I said, "for making you worry. I'm actually...I'm just too weak. Wrapped up in the grief of the past, holding on to someone I've lost and not wanting to let go, and I'm the only one who stays where I am ,only me……"

Jotaro raised his hand and gently wiped the tears from my face with his fingertips.

"Crying again." He sighed, "Oh shit, shit, it's really difficult. Obviously I made up my mind not to make you cry again..."

My eyes were red and I raised my head: "What about you? Why did you cough up flowers, and why did you say you were terminally ill?"

Jotaro looked at me and said flatly, "It's nothing, it's just flower vomiting."

"What is flower vomiting?" I asked.

"Flower vomiting...Flower vomiting is also a disease that represents weakness." He smiled lowly, "When there is someone in your heart who you can't ask for, you will cough up flowers from your body. Unless you get a sweetheart kiss, or you will gradually weaken and die."

I slowly widened my eyes.

"Ah." I said blankly, "Do you have a crush?"

Jotaro looked at me calmly: "Yes."

"You...you're so nice, doesn't she even like you?" I couldn't believe it.

Jotaro tilted his head slightly: "Because she has been crying for the person she lost, and she can't even see me by her side."

From spring to summer, every day, I will pass by the school gate.Every day, we meet by chance in the hallway.Every day, her singing and sobbing can be heard on the rooftop.Every day, you can see her alone playing the piece that integrates loneliness into every note.Every day, you can see her stepping on her own shadow to go home, with her head down, as if she is out of tune with the whole world.

Really, I don't want to see her cry anymore.

I don't want to leave her alone.

Can she raise her head a little bit, as long as she raises her head a little, she can be in the stairwell, outside the classroom, and at the school gate...

See the person who has been waiting for her?

I asked him in a voice that was almost whispering, afraid that if the voice was too loud, it would disturb the adoring butterfly on the tip of my nose: "You, am I the one you like?"

Jotaro nodded, and gently covered my tightly clenched hands: "Well, it's you."

"...Then why, why haven't you come to me? Obviously you are going to die!"

"Because..." Jotaro squeezed my hand tightly, "I know, you will definitely see me."

When he got the SPW Foundation's investigation report on Fujimaru Tatsuka, he saw how she used her weak shoulders to shoulder such heavy responsibilities in the past year, and how she fought for humanity through blood and tears. , but in the end she could only look for a rooftop where she could cry among ordinary people alone, and it was hard not to be tempted by Jotaro Kujo.

"Well, now