[Zhongzhu jojo] Hanako's Bizarre Adventure

Instead of welcoming my mother who had returned from grocery shopping, I received a call from the airport instead.

In this day and age, mobile phones are quite common, but instead of using a mobile phone, you call your family's landline, which is very strange.

When I picked up the phone, a very embarrassing voice came over there, "Hello, are you from Yamada Yukina's family?"

Yamada Yukina is my grandma. I have never met her relatives since I was a child, even when visiting relatives and friends during the New Year. I only know that my grandma’s maiden name is Sawada. Fall out with the family.

This trouble lasted for 40 years, and after that, I never had any contact with my family.

"Ah, yes, yes, I am her granddaughter, what's the matter?" I asked.

"This is the airport security room...your grandma..." The other party paused, "She beat someone at the airport. Although the other party insisted that she was beaten because of her own problems, we still have to go through the procedure here. , would you please pick up your grandma?"

grandmother? !

I pulled off a piece of clothing and put it on, and opened the door, "Jotaro, help me look at the house..."

He also stood up.

I looked at him as if he hadn't finished the game yet, and he was about to be scolded by his teammates, Jotaro.

"I'll take you to the airport," he said.

"Huh? You probably don't have a driver's license." I took a look outside, and then found the large-displacement motorcycle parked next to my house that looked like a bosozoku...

Ah, I knew, he was such a bad guy, how could he be absent from such things as racing motorcycles.

"Do you want me to sit on your motorcycle in winter?" I refused with a full face.

"I'll just drive slowly." He put on his shoes, picked up the helmet on the motorcycle and threw it to me, "Don't be wordy, hurry up."

Calling a taxi is very troublesome now, and it is convenient for him to take me there. I hesitated for a while, put on the helmet and sat on his motorcycle, and then stared at his back for a long time.

"What?" he asked.

I reached out and pinched the sides of his coat at the waist, "Slow down."

He slammed the gas pedal so far that he almost threw me off.

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—"

"Jotaro, you stupid-ass-ah-------"

I get it.

I understand the feelings of those who ride in my car.

I hugged Jotaro's waist tightly, shivering in the cold February wind in Japan.

Jotaro Kujo, you idiot, I will never ride your motorcycle again in my life!

After arriving at the airport, I wiped off the snot blown out by the cold wind, patted my frozen face, and then walked to the police station in a daze.

From far away, I saw that old man sitting in the police office, dressed in modern clothes, wearing sunglasses, carrying a travel bag, and leaning on a cane—my grandma Yamada Yukina.

And the victim she seemed to have beaten.

The victim was probably in her early 50s. Although my grandma looked very young, the spirit of the other party seemed to be better. After all, he was beaten and his face was bruised, so what can he keep explaining to the police? , is not easy.

Although he is an old man, he does not appear to have osteoporosis.

After I got closer, I heard the old man who was beaten explain to the police officer in fluent Japanese: "It's my problem, mainly because I'm not good. You shouldn't detain this lady."

...Well, what can I say about this?Even after being beaten, he kept talking to my grandma. This old man must be too gentlemanly.

Or is it really his problem?

"Grandma." I knocked on the door of the police room, opened the door and walked in. "Hello," I bowed to the policeman, "I am the granddaughter of Yamada Yukina, and I am here to pick her up."

"Ah, Hanako." The grandma who was sitting on the side stood up, "I haven't seen you for five years and you've become a big girl." She patted my head.

"Grandma, why did you get into a fight with someone right after you came back to China?" I rubbed my forehead.

She curled her lips and whispered to me, "That old Italian man over there is so annoying, he kept trying to strike up a conversation with me, and I beat him up when I got impatient..." She stroked the wristband worn on her finger with her hand. The funeral ring on the Internet, "I'm not alone, it's too much to strike up a conversation in front of other people's husbands."

"...Grandma." I sighed.

"I'm so sorry, I rashly struck up a conversation with you without noticing this, it's all my problem..." The Italian old man who was beaten humbly admitted his mistake.

There are still a few scars on his face. It can be seen that he was very handsome when he was young, and he belongs to the kind of man who attracts women's attention.

"Ah, who is this young man?" Grandma passed me, saw Jotaro behind me, and stretched out her hand to push my arm.

"……People you know."

"Boy friend?"

"Know, know, of, people." I answered word by word.

"Oh, boyfriend." She nodded knowingly.

"Grandma!" I screamed.

"It's good to be young. After all, I was also the one who fell out because of love and family. Don't feel embarrassed because you are young, it has nothing to do with age." Grandma patted me on the shoulder understandingly.

Grandma, I beg you not to continue to make up your mind, and why do you deliberately replace the "family" with family? I have a bad feeling when you talk like this. What did you do when you were young? .

Although the other party insisted that it was my fault, but in the end, my grandma beat him up, so I still have to apologize. From his appearance, grandma shouldn’t have hit hard. Otherwise, I would buy some fruit to express my condolences. Bar?

"I'm very sorry, my grandma sometimes has a weird temper..."

"Ah, you really don't have to apologize to me. It's mainly my fault. I didn't notice that this lady was with her husband, so I rashly approached her as a lone traveler-I was the one who was rude. , I should apologize." He took off his hat and put it on his chest.

What an old gentleman.

Although I was beaten by my grandma.

"Please don't say that, or I will call a taxi for you and take you to the nearest hospital for observation. After all..." After all, the elderly still have to be careful...

"No, no, I called my friend. He is also in Japan now and will come to pick me up soon." He shook his head with that kind smile on his face.

Less than 2 minutes after he finished speaking, I heard a somewhat familiar voice from a distance.

That voice was so penetrating.

I recognized it right away.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, you old bastard, Xi Sa, you are actually beaten by a bba -"

ha?Joseph Joestar, who do you call an old thing?

And who do you call bba, you will be beaten too, you know? !

……etc?Caesar...?

This old Italian gentleman who hit up my grandma is Cesar Zeppelin, an old friend of the old stuff? !

This is really... Fate, wonderful?

——The world line has indeed changed.

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