Autor's Note:
Yo! Posting one more chapter on the same day!
Is that I had already left the drafts in Portuguese here, so I could type both on the computer and on the phone, but now, not to have to delete some, I'm posting everything at once.
A bit more of Knight of Cydonia in this chapter, my cuteness stand. (Ern, Darlene stand, yes.)
Enjoy the chapter!
Somehow I found the newspaper delivery man on another street and ended up waving back this time, but I had to laugh when he almost hit the red beetle.
There were basically no children on the streets, because of school hours and also because that being in the residential area.
The shopping area was not that far away and was in a similarly quiet but much busier area, with pedestrians running late for work, some employees advertising products outside, few street performers and housewives strolling for lunch ingredients. .
Some people looked at me more than once as they passed.
Of course, in a city like this, an outsider is easily noticed.
But now this is a bit much ...
" Hey, hey, hey! Come soon, accept our ride! " A blond guy, with a hairstyle that screamed daddy's boy, called again from his seat next to the driver.
An old man drove the luxury vehicle, his face glowing red with embarrassment.
In the back, two more boys were waving and laughing at what their friend was talking about, they seemed to be a trio of high school athletes skipping class, for a change.
" It will be fun. " The big guy with an army cut said.
" That's right. " The toothy skinny man agreed stupidly.
I looked at them with an indefinable expression, my patience already on edge.
The presence of the old man was the only barrier between me and them.
Holly taught me to respect the elders.
" No." I continued on my way to the hotel, wondering if Jotaro remembered which direction he was heading.
" Come on, stop the car. " I heard them whisper.
What is stoking the fire with a short stick ...
I let out a heavy sigh, shifting from one leg to the other, waiting near the lamppost to see what they were going to do.
Daddy's little son came in front, the leader, the others following a little behind, smiling like total psychopaths.
They waited a meter away, their friend approached, put a hand on the pole and leaned toward me.
"Playing hard to get, right?" His breath smelled like cheap gum. " Usually I like when women eat in my hand. I have money to make it happen, you know? " He laughed, my eyes only narrowed more. "But you're so cute, I don't care that you're playing tough." An angry sound escaped me. " Why don't you come soon?" His other hand reached for my shoulder.
" It's your last chance. Let's go." I warned. " If you touch me: Your face will kiss the pole, the skinny one will break his big nose and the big guy will get stuck in the trash can. " I gestured to the trash bin to my right. " Now you will say: Look guys! She likes to play! "An evil smile grew on my face.
"Look guys! She likes to play! " He started laughing with them, before suddenly stopping and their skin became even paler." H-how? " He stammered.
" You are predictable. " I said, starting to leave.
" Wait! " He pulled my shoulder.
Without even blinking, Knight shoved his face into the pole, three teeth flew from his mouth, bouncing off the floor, his body sliding slowly until he sat in a strange, coughing, semi-conscious position.
The purple handle of my stand joined my hand. The gold details gleaming with the sun as I looked back at the others, who were frozen with fear.
" Damn it! "As I predicted, the skinny came first.
He raised his fist above his head, thinking it would be faster than us.
Lowering myself just in time and with little effort, I punched his chin, Knight secured him a broken nose, his fist dropped limp at his side, his body tumbling backwards (the blow from the stand certainly more painful than mine.)
I moved closer to the dumpster and waited for anger to rise up in the big man's head.
He ran to me, bouncing his stunned friend and was about to hit me with a punch, but I dodged and hit him in the diaphragm with one knee, then stepped out of the front and let Knight put his head and shoulders in the dumpster, which toppled over, at the same time, the smell of rotten trash rose, but was unable to fall to the ground due to the body obstructing the only exit.
" I warned. " Hands on hips, I shook my head in disappointment.
Young people today ...
In addition to finding the Higashikata house and being able to 'meet' Mrs. Higashikata, I taught three idiots without getting the old man in the middle, even though he was somewhat traumatized.
" How an Lucky day. "I hummed, walking away with my hands in my pockets.
- Later that day - -
" Jojo!" I opened the door to the room he rented.
It was like apartment, you know?
There were two bedrooms, bathroom, living room and kitchen.
The hotel had rooms like this because of how many people came to visit during the summer: the beach attracted a lot of tourists.
" What? " He was drinking coffee, wearing only a tight black T-shirt, both his coat and hat not in sight.
Being used to it, I didn't let her muscles overshadow me for long.
" I found the house. " I took off my boots, dropping them anyway beside the doorway.
" That's nice. " He blew out the cup. " I found Josuke. " His tone was one of total disinterest. " Do you want coffee? "
" HUH!? "
What's better than finding the home you're looking for? Find the person you are looking for!
Jojo and his lucky ass.
- Following day -
"So we're only going to stay here because this Angelo is on the loose?" I asked, leaving a plate of four sandwiches in the center of the table, Knight pouring the cups Jotaro left with moderate sips of coffee.
" Basically. If nothing strange happens. " He replied, after muttering a 'thank you'.
Making a thoughtful sound, I grabbed the coffee first, taking a sip.
" Oh, Jotaro. What deceased do you want to resurrect? " I asked.
My teeth turned yellow just from that sip.
" It's not strong. " He countered, biting a white cheese sandwich.
" ... If this is not strong for you, I don't even want to know what it is. " I commented with a little astonishment, grabbing the cheese and ham sandwich. "Just tell me one thing: why do you have to be so produced for breakfast today? " I gestured to the coat and the bag slung over my shoulder.
" In case of emergency. " He countered almost immediately.
As if it were a stroke of fate, the phone rang and he soon got up to answer it.
" It won't be long if I don't eat your sandwich." I teased, he let out a 'Yare, yare,'.
Laughing to myself, I finally bit the sandwich.
In addition to adding chopped tomatoes to it, I put some oregano with a small drizzle of olive oil.
If it's so good, imagine a hot joint like that !?
"Is he still around? " Jotaro's voice brought me back to reality and I chewed again, but now listening to the conversation. - The guy in the picture. -
A few more seconds passed in silence before he looked at me.
I gave a weird smile in return.
" This stand is very weak, but can be controlled remotely. " Said. " It's the kind that can get into people's bodies. " He seemed to want me to come, but ..."
"Ohh! Stelly Dan's type!" Smile. " You met The Lovers up close, right Jojo? " I asked.
The murderous look was enough to shut me up and eat my snack.
" I'm going to your house now. " I finished my last piece. " Until I arrive, don't drink, don't eat, don't shower, or even think about peeing." Warned.
I almost choked on my coffee, but I recovered quickly and started packing some things.
I was already dressed, so at least I'll cut back on service later.
"Josuke! What's it!? " I heard Jotaro scream.
This Angelo guy wastes no time.
I analyzed the already clean cup and put it in the sink.
Suddenly, Jotaro started shouting a bunch of instructions at once, slamming down the phone and hurrying out.
...
...
...
" Will you leave me here is it !? "
- 15 minutes later -
I leaned against the Higashikatas post office, coughing.
In revenge for mentioning that disgusting Dan, Jotaro left with the only purse he had money and asked for a cab!
I had to run all the damn way.
This shit eater.
" Darlene. " Immediately my anger faded.
That tone of voice meant no good thing.
" What happened?" I straightened my stance, still trying to catch my breath.
"Josuke's grandfather ... Angelo killed him." He said in a low tone, looking carefully around, especially at the nearby trees, shrubs, and bushes.
Immediately, I remembered the old bicycle man Mrs. Higashikata called Daddy.
" Ah ...the official?" Jotaro nodded.
I was silent, vaguely hearing someone cry inside the house.
Even though I worked for this vile being for a while, death was not familiar to me.
I saw it as inevitable. She'll have to come, one way or the other.
But since I had nothing to lose or anyone to leave, I didn't understand what happened to someone who lost someone important.
" How is it? " Jotaro looked at me, waiting. "Do you know what it's like when someone important dies?" It took me a few more seconds, but I managed to articulate the question.
"..." He closed his eyes for a moment. "Yes I know." There was something different in his eyes now.
A deep thing.
Painful ...
I came to the conclusion that this is a horrible thing ... and that Angelo won't get away with it.
- One day after the Funeral -
Jotaro introduced me to Josuke.
Her dark hair was the same as her mother's, set in a showy, well-groomed tuft. The sky blue eyes came from Joseph, no doubt.
I could see he wasn't doing well, but I couldn't tell what exactly he was feeling with that expression.
We came to bring new, sealed bottles, along with canned food.
They were more 'safe' according to Jotaro's logic.
I let him keep everything, he insisted on doing anyway (with Star Platinum's vision, he would identify the stand before me.).
Josuke was sitting at the table while I stayed near the window, not knowing how to interact.
Well, he's from the family ... biologically speaking.
I never interacted with people other than Joestars, Polraneff and the Spedwagon Foundation, as Susie Q insisted on educating me at home (she was so cheerful and cute teaching me that it was hard to complain.), So I have no idea like talking to new people, especially in this kind of situation.
What to do...?
Lost in thought, I only saw a pink shape, before several pieces of furniture were destroyed, Knight defensive in front of me by reflex.
Suddenly they began to concert, but all the pieces mingled and twisted, forming things that you would see in a nightmare house.
Grimacing, I pulled away from the furniture just in case.
" Not that I'm impatient. The blood rushed to my head, just a little. " The teenager murmured, fixing his tuft.
" A little? " I cocked an eyebrow, he did the same to me.
" Anyway, it's your stuff. There is nothing I can do. " I glanced at Jotaro, tempted to comment on that. " Your lip cut. " He pointed.
Now that I looked better, Josuke's lower lip was cut short. Probably bled a lot.
"I caused it on you days ago." Jotaro ignored when I asked: 'What do you mean? ' " Can't you cure him? " Questioned.
"..." Bracing his face in his hand, Josuke muttered, " I can't heal my own injuries."
"If he gets into your body, what could he do?" He asked again and I snorted.
" He die. " I answered for him, making Jotaro look at me in warning. " There's nothing his ability can do against it, and he knows, so why go around the subject?" I asked, not understanding how much care he was taking.
" Darlene. "
Ops..
" She's right. If it enters my body, it is gone. " Josuke said sincerely.
"... " Jotaro rearranged the bottles, I sighed with relief. "It seems the only thing we can do is wait." There is no way to beat it, nor do we know where the user is. "We have to capture the stand and defeat it. He cannot escape, or we will be in trouble. " Concluded.
Getting him is easy. Even I can do that.
I looked at the window again.
I'm more concerned about this coming storm.
- 3 days later -
With each passing day, more clouds gathered around Morioh and no Angelo appeared.
Jotaro went outside to check the ground, Tomoko, Josuke's mother, was working, and he was waiting with me, both sitting on the couch in front of the TV, several empty water bottles between us, along with the silence.
What was there to say?
'I'm sorry for your loss,' is something people say to each other, but that, despite showing that the person may care, would not make them feel better.
So even if I said that and then?
But, there was something going over my head and I needed to talk ...
" Hey. " In those three days, I didn't talk to him, always talking to and from Jotaro. He didn't make a point of starting a conversation either. " I need to ask you something." I said.
"Hm? Talked to me?" He looked puzzled.
{...}
"Do you think Angelo was expecting to rain?" I asked a short time later, having disassembled and reassembled a few bottles out of boredom, watching the drops begin to fall, scaring a little Jotaro, who was toward the window.
" Ehh? Why do you think that? " Answered with another question.
I had to take a deep breath to think what to say, but a cold drop on my nose made me shiver.
This house is new, there's no reason to have leaks ... unless ...
"Did you ... hear anything weird at night?" I asked through my teeth, looking at him slowly.
All he did was frown and consider whether to answer or not.
The rain seemed to get stronger.
The sound of a kettle whistling broke our staring contest.
From this whistle came another, then another.
Josuke was quick to run to the kitchen while I followed him slowly, scanning the surroundings.
I noticed some soft steam coming from the bathroom in the middle of the hallway between the living room and the kitchen and decided to take a look there.
The shower was turned on at full power, leaving the whole place damp and foggy, the water starting to leak very fast.
Releasing some curses to myself, I tried to close the register, but a hand made of water came up, forcing it to stay open.
Quickly pulling away, I tried to see through the fog, seeing that it was no longer there.
Walking slowly, I backed into the hallway (until I tried to close the door, but another hand made of water opened it again), hearing Jotaro's voice from the kitchen.
With my back against the wall, I began to slide closer to them, feeling a few drops fall on my head.
It seems that with the force of the rain, all the leaks became more evident.
Yes, I thought so. Angelo drilled holes through the roof, focusing on the areas he found most liquid during the night he was watching.
According to all the heat and humidity he began to do, he did the same in the kitchen and used the kettles to make steam cover the air.
After all, the stand messes with liquids, so it can be gaseous too.
I stared at the ceiling stupidly until Josuke came out of the kitchen and leaned against the wall beside me, Jotaro stopping by his side as I watched the steam come out of the open bathroom.
" We can't go to room like this. " Jotaro muttered. "This guy was really ready. " He frowned.
Josuke started to laugh suddenly (I may or may not have walked away shortly thereafter).
" What is so funny? How can you laugh at a time like this? " Jotaro seemed to be fearing for his uncle's sanity.
"Knowing my grandmother's killer is around means I can finally get revenge for him." He smiled.
" Shit." Jotaro pushed us closer to the window, where there were little leaks, but the steam was fast approaching. "The stand may be weak, but he knows well how to use his ability to mix in liquids. " He dodged two leaks. " Unbelievable!" Yeah, he was getting mad. "Must be trying to get in our mouths." I made a face.
Can't make it sound less ... wrong?
"Josuke, what do you think we should do to get away?" Well, the seaman was really clueless.
"... My escape plan is a little different. " Suddenly a pink stand appeared in front of us and punched the wall behind us.
Josuke and I fell like turtles upside down.
" Quick, the wall will restore! " He called and Jotaro jumped into the room just in time.
I grabbed the weird uniform by the collar and pulled him close until I could scream in his ear.
" Next time let me know you're going to do it! I almost drilled a hole in your face, you foll! " I screamed.
Knight had his fist inches from Josuke's stand.
" Gha! I'm sorry,ok!? It was an emergency! " He tried to protect his ear, but I threw it back to the floor, growling.
"You don't even know that old shit, but it's the same thing." I muttered to myself.
Nevertheless, he helped me up.
"That should help stop the stand for now." Josuke sighed, moving away from the wall.
Suddenly, a jet of steam went straight to his face.
" The heater! " Jotaro exclaimed.
The creature was strange, its face disgusting, and it was clinging to her mouth, preventing him from closing it. The strange designs themselves moved every time he laughed.
" I won! I knew I was going to use his power to make an escape route!" He laughed limply." I'm always right! I feel so lucky now! " Laugh again. " It feels good to be in your body."With that he disappeared into Josuke's throat, which fell, squeezing his abdomen in pain.
Why does everyone have to be so obscene?
I made a face of disgust.
"Even if he can predict my movements ..." Josuke gave Jotaro a smile. " He could be wrong." A golden aura began to cover you body.
Suddenly his stand put his hand to his mouth, pulling out a plastic glove with something stuck inside.
As we planned.
"Darlene had me swallow that plastic glove earlier if he could get me." Josuke coughed a little while Jotaro glanced at me, but with no reaction. " Sorry to worry you like that. "Asked.
He's stand picked up the glove with the tied up stand and began to spin, putting it just a blur.
Outside we heard a horrifying scream.
From the window, I could see a man lying beside the tree across the street.
Josuke's booth left the glove with that thing in my hands while they were already leaving the house.
I went slowly behind, smiling arrogantly.
I caught him trying to get away from both of them, then shook his glove, knocking him to the floor.
When I was finally near Jotaro, I heard him shout:
" Josuke! Even if I killed your grandfather, you can't kill me! If you kill me, you will become someone like me! " He pointed at him and started to laugh.
His stand punched his hand, shattering it along with the stone behind him.
Then they began to merge.
"Don't you know it's ugly to point?" Muttered, Josuke, getting closer. " No one will kill him. Neither we nor the government. You won't even go to jail. " Said.
"What are you going to do!? "I think Angelo peed on his pants.
" You'll be stuck here forever! As a punishment for all the people he killed, including my grandfather! " He declared.
Punches faster than light, Angelo should not even know where they came from.
Soon he began to merge with the boulder, leaving only part of his hand and his face out.
"You and the stone are one now." You will be forever in this city with her. Sighed the young man.
" Now you are the newest tourist spot! " I exclaimed. " Congratulations. " I patted his head.
"Since you can still talk, I have some questions for you."
To be continue...
Final notes
So the only references in this chapter are the same as before, including the appearance of Josuke's booth, but I won't quote now.
It was a rather quiet chapter, I know, but it's one of those 'link' chapters. If I didn't present both at this point, the story would have to change (because I already planned a lot of things in my head and I wasn't even going to do this chapter like that, but it was better because otherwise I would get a 'story hole') [which was going to be small at first, but it was only going to get worse])
Even so, I hope you enjoyed it.