[JOJO] Peerless Shuangjiao

Wanting to move, I decided to continue pretending to be asleep.

"That's it?"

Kishibe Rohan's voice rang out not far from me with an unbelievably surprised tone, as if talking to himself,

"Did you fall asleep after such a little work?"

... Damn you still dislike me? !This amount of work? ? ?

I'm just an ordinary college student, not a professional cartoonist.This workload is already very difficult.I'm afraid this man has no heart and is very vicious.

When you see your sweetheart falling asleep from exhaustion, shouldn't you gently help cover him with a quilt or something?You even secretly scolded me behind my back?

I was so angry that I couldn't wake up from a long sleep.

The footsteps finally left the sofa and turned to the workbench, but after a while he seemed to return to the sofa.

I suppressed my curiosity and didn't open my eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep. When I was wondering if the quilt was about to be covered——

Swish... Swish.

There was the sound of a pencil rubbing against paper.

...This crumb started to draw me as a sketch material? ? ?

Hmph, I see, you were conquered by my charming sleeping posture, right?Then it's not impossible for me, Fujiha Hoshiya, to condescend to be your model.

Well--

The lips were suddenly touched by something warm, it should be the one I thought, it's too bad to steal a kiss while someone is asleep——

"So soft..."

Someone's voice sounded low.

I just realized what seemed to be fingers on my lips.

"vine leaves,"

Kishibe Rohan snapped off his finger, his tone returned to coldness, and he suddenly asked without a word,

"...Are you pretending to be asleep?"

I couldn't bear it anymore, opened my eyes and sat up suddenly from the sofa, glaring at him angrily.

Damn... Is your face so hot and exposed?Shouldn't I be blushing like him now?

Ahhhhhh so stupid——

"you you……"

I was so ashamed that rational tears were about to come out of my eyes. I covered my increasingly hot cheeks and stared at Luhan who was still holding a pen and sketchbook in his hand. I mustered up the courage to question,

"What are you doing touching my lips!!!???"

This scumbag man, perhaps out of embarrassment, grabbed the pillow next to me and threw it at my face, and said confidently:

"The sense of reality can bring vitality to the life of comics. Is it wrong for me to touch the body of the material in order to pursue the sense of reality!? Didn't you touch my hand just now? It's even!"

Grass.

Really angry.

In the future, when Kishibe Rohan confesses his love, I will definitely not agree to him! ! !

fist hard

I am very grateful to Mr. Jotaro for introducing me to the job. Working under Kishibe Rohan, except for his eccentric personality, the rest is almost perfect.

Although he has to rush to draw sketches every week, a talented manga artist like Kishibe Rohan can always finish the work ahead of time easily. He doesn't need to draw drafts, and I don't need to draw lines. Most of the work content is to help draw the background, and occasionally help Put on a color.

There is no need to work on weekends, and sometimes even if it goes well, 3 days a week is enough.

It's the same today, this week's sketches have been drawn ahead of time, and until next week, I don't have to see Kishibe Rohan's handsome,... annoying face again.

I stopped and looked up at the Moriohcho Hotel standing tall in front of me. Mr. Jotaro was temporarily staying in the luxurious suite on the top floor.

He is my father's friend, perhaps because both of them have daughters and have been away from home for many years, and it is said that the friendship was established because of frequent exchanges of child-rearing experiences (?).

But I think if it were me, I would try my best to build a good relationship with the boss's grandson and hold on to my strong thighs.

——I don’t know why Mr. Jotaro came to me suddenly today.

With this in mind, I entered the empty elevator. Before the door could close, there was an anxious shout from the corridor outside:

"Wait, wait—don't close the door."

I pressed the elevator door casually and let the other party come up together.

What can I do, I, Fujiha Homoya, an ordinary, upright and mild-tempered person, is so willing to help others!

The one who hurried into the elevator was a tall young boy with a strange comb, looking at the uniform...

Turned out to be a bad boy? ? ?

The dark-haired delinquent got his wish and boarded the elevator, and quickly looked at me, with sincere gratitude in his bright blue eyes, and smiled friendlyly at me:

"Thank you!"

I hummed perfunctorily, turned my head to press the floor button, and the other party reached out at the same time, and pressed it to the top floor with me—

"Ah, sorry..."

It was just a coincidence that his fingers touched it, and the face of the young man turned red immediately, and he spoke to me in a somewhat helpless manner,

"Are you going to the top floor too?"

"……yes."

I struggled to respond to his accost, trying to make the atmosphere less awkward.

What kind of delinquent boy is this? During the rest of the summer vacation, he doesn't go racing, pick up girls on the side of the road, and extort money... He actually came to the luxury suite on the top floor of the hotel. Apart from his weird attire, he didn't have any bad temperament at all, but he was cute Polite and sensible.

The elevator slowly ascended, and the air became quiet again. I waited impatiently with my arms folded until the elevator door opened. In order to avoid more meaningless social interactions, I walked out of the elevator first.

There are not many rooms on the top floor, so I quickly found the one where Mr. Kujo Jotaro lived, and then I stopped, but the voice of the bad boy just behind me sounded unexpectedly and happily, and said very heartily: :

"Are you also looking for Mr. Jotaro?"

"..."

I already want to go back.

☆☆☆

Suddenly a phone call called me and the delinquent boy to the hotel. The tall man in white stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of the luxury suite and explained to me with a serious face:

"This is Higashika Josuke, my...relative. He is also a stand-in messenger."

"Hello, my name is Fujiha Hoshiya, the daughter of Mr. Jotaro's friend."

I stretched out my hand to the steak-head boy standing on the side, shook it politely, and asked back,

"Then what's the matter with you looking for me?"

"Xiaoye, your stand-in ability is very good, and the ability of the time control system is very strong if you master it well. But your weakness is that you react too slowly. I think it's time for you to receive training."

"I refuse." Here again, Mr. Jotaro, like his father, seems to be troubled by the fact that I have the ability to stand in and let my talent go to waste. "I just want to spend this summer vacation peacefully by working part-time."

I hate the busy and tiring life like my father joined SPW. 5 seconds of rewinding time is enough to quarrel. After graduation, I just want to find an ordinary job and be an ordinary social animal.If you don't use it, you don't need superpowers to live in peace.

Faced with my refusal, Mr. Jotaro with invincible written all over his face was not surprised, but suddenly changed the subject, pointing at Jousuke Higashika who was disconnected while watching a drama, and asked without thinking:

"Hoshiya, what do you think of Jousuke's hairstyle?"

???

What kind of way to change the subject?So Jotaro-san called his relatives just for me to comment on the hairstyle?I majored in industrial design, not image design, Jotaro-san!

But I did as I did, and looked carefully at Josuke Higashika, who was a little uneasy, and answered honestly:

"This hairstyle...feels a bit dated."

I just said this, and the face of the steak-headed boy suddenly became gloomy, and his original innocent tone changed:

"What did you say about my hairstyle?"

No matter how dull I was, I could still feel the atmosphere around me suddenly tense. As expected, the steak-headed boy walked up to me in a big stride, and suddenly raised his arm and punched me.

Grass!Big grass!As expected of bad!He hit a woman with his hands? !

I quickly backed away, but the opponent was a tall and strong young boy over 1 meters. With a wave of his arm, he easily caught up with the gap I opened, and hit me hard on the face with his fist.

it hurts!

Unable to bear the pain for another second, I immediately activated my substitute ability:

"[Revisiting the past]! Time goes back 5 seconds!"

However, it was too late. Although Higashi Jousuke hadn't hit me 5 seconds ago, I had already spoken out my pertinent evaluation of his hairstyle.

"What did you say about my hairstyle?"

The bad boy came towards me with a gloomy face again, and waved his hand to hit me again. I, who had already been beaten, quickly dodged his attack this time, and when the next punch was about to come, Jotaro finally caught it. his arm.

Mr. Jotaro: "Small, praise him."

I quickly said with the fastest reaction in my life so far:

"Although the hairstyle is outdated, a good thing is that it lasts for a long time, and it is still a handsome hairstyle."

"..."

Dongfang Jousuke paused for a moment, and suddenly showed an innocent, cute and even a little shy smile. The anger and horror aura disappeared immediately. He touched his strange hairstyle happily with a blushing face, and looked back and forth between me and me. Mr. Jotaro said shyly,

"Re-really? Hehehe, Jousuke felt embarrassed and said..."

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

My subway old man looks at his phone.

Jotaro saw that his relative had returned to normal (?), so he let go, looked at me again, and said earnestly:

"Do you understand? Reflexes are something you have to exercise. If I'm right, you reacted and turned back time after being punched by Jousuke. If it was me, I would have noticed Jousuke's emotional change after he said it. In an instant, time will go back 5 seconds. You have to train yourself, too.