In the middle of the Italian capital, Rome.

Gentle winds blew through all the people and creatures of the city, whether they were asleep or not. The wind seemed to want to blow their souls out, putting them back in their already swapped bodies.

"Could it be, that all you can predict, Boss, are just the movement of arrows and bullets?"

The soul of a young man appears from within the other body to respond, to the extreme questioning coming from his enemy.

"Because it seems that you couldn't predict what I'm going to do."

The young man's eyes show a pure mixture of determination and cunning. Then, those blue smokes began to gather into a broken body, slowly rebuilding it back into its original form.

"You are the one who discovered the way to destroy the Requiem. The thing behind our heads - Or rather... this thing that's behind every one of our souls... It just needs to be destroyed."

The arm from his Stand rests on the 'sun' behind his head, now repaired by his zippers, linking them together into a complete form.

"You wanted to pick the arrow, so you didn't completely kill Requiem. But if I completely destroy mine... The ability of Requiem, the Stand that lost control, will disappear."

He spoke menacingly, with determination, face to face with the Crimson Emperor, making Diavolo's face show absolute fear and hesitation at his actions.

"Don't, Bucciarati! Look at me! Think about who is truly worthy! Who is the king worthy of possessing the arrow?!"

He spoke in a desperate, but disguised menacing tone. But the young man could see nothing more than deep despair to turn his situation around.

"BUCCIARATI! THE WEAK ARE NOT WORTHY TO POSSESS THE ARROW!"

He tried to leap towards the arrow lying on the ground. But before the arrow could be touched by him-

"And all souls have been swapped..."

An arm stretched out, hitting the 'sun' behind him.

"WILL RETURN TO THEIR ORIGINAL BODIES!"

With a decisive blow on the zipper, the light behind him blew up, shattering Chariot Requiem's body, allowing the winds to replace all souls with their own bodies, as well as letting this golden wind lift his soul.

He looked back down, where his comrade was standing. A 15-year-old boy was standing there, looking at him, a confused look on his face. And as a response, he just smiled lightly.

"I'm leaving the rest up to you, Giorno."

Bucciarati said, in the golden winds of heaven. Giorno below tried to reach up, his face full of surprise at his actions.

"B-Bucciarati... Your body is back at the Colosseum... That body is-"

That body?

Right.

He knows what is happening to it too.

It is slowly dying.

But, it was only his body, not his soul.

"Giorno, I was reborn."

He spoke in the surrounding golden winds, his voice undeterred, not even showing any signs of regretting his decision.

"When I met you in my hometown of Naples, when I betrayed the organization..."

Memories began to flow through his eyes, of the determination he had seen, of the hope he had long lost.

Of an extinguished fire, rekindled, and brighter than ever.

"My soul had been fated to slowly die, but it was reborn. Thanks to you, Giorno."

The sun began to emerge from behind the clouds of the east, shining with rays of hope for victory.

"Don't worry about it, Giorno. I'm only going back where I was supposed to go."

Angels from the golden winds slowly guided him to the high blue sky, letting him slowly close his eyes.

"I'm just simply returning to how I was..."

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He opened his eyelids, letting the soft rays of the afternoon light shine into his eyes.

"Wait, whose body is this?" He couldn't help but be dumbfounded before looking back at himself.

He was blind, he was deaf.

This body cannot be his body.

But strange enough, this WAS his body, with the most obvious thing being the white suit with those black spots.

However, before he stopped being surprised, the surrounding noises continued to hit his eardrums.

It was the hustle and bustle of a restaurant, where footsteps tapped on wooden floors, where the sound of talking ran through the air.

Bucciarati looked around in surprise. He just couldn't believe it. Is he really alive? His sight and hearing were still there. And he has no injuries on his body.

Just as he was about to get up, when-

"Um, hello?" A soft female voice spoke up, seemingly calling to him. He looked back towards the 'sound source', and there stood a woman.

She has fair skin, green eyes, and wavy honey-brown hair, which is covered by a large witch's hat.

She wears a purple and white dress with slits on the sides and gold embroidery, with rose motifs, presented all over her outfit, as well as having a pale purple rose pinned to her hat. In addition, a large decorative gold rose is attached to her belt at the hip.

"...Yes?" He replied to her words, his mind a little lightheaded for some reason. She raised her hand and smiled, before reaching her hand out to the chair across from him.

"If you don't mind, can I sit here?" She said, looking back at him, waiting for his answer. And as a man, of course-

"Ah, feel free, Ms..."

"Lisa Minci. You can just call me Lisa." She responded to his words, before pulling out the chair across from him and sitting down.

"If you don't mind, could you introduce yourself a little?" She asked before the waiter placed a cup of tea on their table.

"...Bruno Bucciarati."

"Tch."

"Now, now, stop whining and let me bandage the wound, okay?" Lumine said back to Jotaro, her hand was using a bandage to cover the wound on Jotaro's hand.

"You think I can trust someone with no experience?" Jotaro said, before letting Lumine cut the bandage with a scissor, finish the last step of the first aid. He looked back at his hand. Even though he said that she have no experience, he had to admit that she did it pretty well.

"I just read about this stuff. Didn't expect it to be useful one day." She put away her bandages and scissors, before taking his hand close to her eyes to examine the wound.

"And most of all: Be careful! Why would you let an arrow impale your hand like that?" She said, before Jotaro jerked his hand back in his usual cold manner.

"Are you both done yet? I think the Acting Grand Master won't be able to wait much longer." Kaeya said, leaning against the door of the Acting Grand Master's office and looking at them.

*sigh* "Yare Yare Daze... Let's just see whose time is being wasted here."

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The Acting Grand Master looked back at the clock hanging on the wall. Every second, her heart is becoming more worried. And no matter how strong she is, this is going to be too long, making her want to get out of here so she can find the Travelers herself.

However, before she could go any further, a woman turned to look at her.

"Jean, what's the hurry? I thought we agreed to meet them here?" Lisa said, holding a book in her hand. However, Jean is not even showing any signs of relief, as the storm outside the window is clear proof of this concern of her.

"There have been sightings of Stormterror outside the city. Once we met, we must-"

*CLICK*

A click opened the room's window, interrupting Jean's words. It seemed that Kaeya had completed his assigned mission, as behind him were the Travelers, with the Outrider Knight standing beside them.

"Jean, I've brought them." Kaeya said, making the atmosphere in the room became lighter, as well as their anxiety.

Timeskip.

"...And it was over I brought them straight here." Kaeya finished his story, with his arms crossed, he leaned against the wall behind him. Jean started to think about the story he tell, she thought for a moment, before welcoming them.

"I see. Mondstadt welcomes you, windborne travelers." Jean began to introduce herself, including the reader standing next to her.

"I'm Jean, Acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius, Jean. And this is Lisa, our resident Librarian." She said, before extending her hand to introduce the person next to her.

"Oh, are you sweeties here to help us out? *chuckle* You are both so adorable!" Lisa said in an enthusiastic tone, but it couldn't keep for long before she sighed.

"Sadly, the timing is regrettable... Stormterror has caused quite a ruckus in the region since its recent resurgence." She was a bit downcast when she explained.

"Simply put, Mondstadt's elemental sphere and ley line are now akin to a yarn ball in the paws of a kitten. For a mage, it couldn't get much worse. My skin is one elemental particle away from a full-blown breakout." She sighed, before resting her chin on her hand, sighing in tiredness.

"If you're going to give us some complaints about some shit, give it to this blonde woman instead, I don't have free time for this," Jotaro said, before pointing at Lumine, which startled her a bit.

"Hey, that's rude!" Lumine said in confusion as she looked back at Jotaro. And as usual, he dismissed her words.

"Wow, ain't you a straightforward boy, sweetie? Not many people nowadays could have this personality of yours."

Lisa smiled softly in calmness, not even showing any signs of irritation. Even so, in response, Jotaro tapped his cap down as usual.

"If you want to get straight to the point, that's fine. If it weren't for this interference, the Knights of Favonius would have had better ways to help you than just putting up missing person posters." She let her head bent down a little, before sighing.

*sigh*"We simply ask that you repose in Mondstadt while we help you seek out your brother."

"I guess I should help out as well."

Lumine said, and the floating Paimon beside her have no difference in her answer.

"Paimon will help too!"

The two, as well as everyone else, looked back at the teenager, slowly making him let out a groan.

*groan* "Do you even need me to say it?" Jotaro groaned in annoyance, making the last decision.

"Good. In that case, we need a plan." Kaeya straightened up, both in his posture and his voice.

"With Stormterror now directly attacking Mondstadt, we may have an opportunity to cut this problem as the source, when Lisa has revealed the sources of Stormterror's power with her magic." Jean crossed her arms, thinking about the advantages they have to make out the plans.

"Is that so?" Kaeya asked back in curiosity, looking back at the Acting Grand Master.

"They're located in the abandoned in the Four Winds' Temples." Lisa explained. "Stormterror's ability to whip up these kinds of storms can be attributed to it drawing power from the temples"

"So our objective is to deal with three of the temples," Jean said, as she - Wait, only three out of four of them?

"I think everyone understands why we are only dealing with three."

"But Paimon doesn't."

As well as Jotaro and Lumine. But, before anyone of them could ask a question about this kind of thing-

"Knights of Favonius, time is against us. We need to take initiative and act before the situation escalates." She said, in such a serious tone.

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"This meeting... isn't like what I imagined."

Lumine said, before reaching up and scratching the back of her neck. Jotaro sighed, as he pulled his hat back down against the strong winds of Mondstadt, trying not to get blown away.

"Is it something to care about?"

Jotaro said, before raising his hand, covering the fire of the lighter to light up his cigarette. However, as soon as it caught a bit of fire, a gust of wind blew it away.

Jotaro sighed, before tossing his cigarette into the wind, letting it fly away unnoticed.

Maybe he just follows the direction of the wind like it? Since he couldn't even know the most basic thing of this world.

"The next adventure will be more and more dangerous, let's prepare first."

Paimon said, before looking back at Jotaro and Lumine.

"Jotaro doesn't have to worry now when he has Star Platinum, but Lumine..."

"I know, I know..."

Lumine said, before taking out her blunt sword from her back.

"We need to find a blacksmith."

"Here's your sword, Traveler."

The blacksmith handed the sword back to her, a sword that appeared to have better quality.

But...

"Hey, I thought I asked you to repair this sword."

Lumine looked at her sword, wondering how much money she had to spend to repair the sword.

"Sorry. None can do, it when there's a storm in the air, and fire is hard to burn. So I can only strengthen this sword."

Wagner said, before lowering his blacksmith hammer. Lumine sighed, before picking up her blunt sword and sighing.

"Well then, thank you too."

Lumine said, before putting the sword back on her back and leaving.

"See you again."

He said, before picking up the hammer and continuing to work.

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The afternoon light shone on Jotaro's body, allowing his shadow to stick to the wall. He stood out there, letting the strong winds blow back into his eyes, waiting for a blonde to come out.

And finally-

"Did you wait for me, Jotaro?"

She stepped out, before approaching Jotaro to call out to him.

"Yare Yare Daze..."

Jotaro said, before leaving, without looking back at the person behind him.

"Hey! Don't just say 'Yare Yare Daze' to other people and leave like that?"

Lumine said, before running after Jotaro.

"Oh, it's almost dark, we need something to fill our stomachs, right?"

Paimon hovered around Jotaro and Lumine, a little excited about his meal. But upon hearing Paimon say that, Lumine began to change color.

"Paimon... I just used up the last of my Mora on this sword."

As soon as she heard that, Paimon immediately vaporized smoke from above her head.

"What?! If you do that, how can we even have dinner?!"

"Hey! Aren't you the one to think of this first?"

Lumine scolded back Paimon as well. And it seemed like an argument was about to happen, before-

"Hey! What are you guys doing?!"

A voice from behind them spoke loudly, causing the other three to pay attention.

"Amber? What are you doing here?"

Lumine asked back in wonder. That's right, the one standing there was the Scout Knight, Amber.

"Still to ask? Didn't I say I would treat everyone to a Sticky Honey Roast?"

She spoke with enthusiasm and hospitality, causing both Lumine and Paimon to squeal in delight.

"Sticky Honey Roast!"

Jotaro just stood behind them and sighed, walking in front of them.

"It's best not to waste my time here, cause I don't have much time for this."

Jotaro said coldly. But Amber is not angry, on the contrary, she is more confident.

"Don't worry! Because this is our Mondstadt delicacy!"

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"So, what do you think of our Mondstadt delicacy?"

Amber asked again, eager for the answers to come from the others.

"Extremely delicious!"

Lumine and Paimon said in unison, before inserting a fork into another piece of meat and bringing it to their mouths.

"Normal."

Jotaro said, before lowering his fork after finishing his plate.

"Whatever. Would you like something to drink?"

"Grape wine!"

"Apple juice!"

"Just a little beer is fine."

As soon as he said that, Jotaro got up and left the place, much to Amber's confusion.

"Don't ask. If you're paying for this meal, sit still."

Jotaro said, before slowly approaching the nearby reception desk.

"Hello, Traveler. What would you like-"

"Hey! Diluc, can you give me another bottle?"

A slightly alcoholic voice came from someone sitting next to him. It was... a young man, right?

He looked a little familiar.

But really, Jotaro didn't pay much attention, as his head was resting on the table, his face was redder than the color of the wine in the bottle he was holding.

"C'mon, you bard, you're not the only one I have to serve."

The red-haired bartender tried to snatch the bottle of wine out of his hand, but he managed to hold it back.

"Please, Diluc! Can I finish this bottle?!"

Yeah, Jotaro doesn't want to hear any more of this bullshit argument.

It's really annoying.

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"Thanks for sharing at the table with me. Huh, to think all the other patrons are actually avoiding me. Hmph, I'll remember this."

A blue-haired girl said and then pouted, holding a glass of wine, before sighing and opening her eyes to face a blond man.

"Wow, they just can't see the beauty in the soul, my lady."

The blonde man sitting across from her replied, making her almost choke in embarrassment. She immediately lowered the wine glass, swallowed the drops of wine in her throat, and exhaled.

"Honestly, you care so much more about my beauty than about my bloodline, Caesar? Don't you think how dangerous that would be to you?"

Eula asked a question again to test his heart. But, beyond her expectations, Caesar only smiled lightly.

"I don't think so."

Caesar replied.

"And why is that?"

Eula asked back, making Caesar give out a smirk.

"Because of your beauty was-"

"Achoo!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a soft sneeze from Eula cut him off.

"Oh, I bet it's that Gunnhildr girl is talking about me behind my back again."

She crossed her arms in invisible discomfort.

"Continue."

She looked back at him. His expression is a bit dull now, but, if you think of it, that sneeze is quite... cute.

"What are you trying to smile at?"

Eula asked back in suspicion before Caesar could laugh out loud.

"Eh, um, it's nothing."

He said, before taking out a... napkin from his pocket.

"Napkin?"

And, end.

Chapter 4 ends here. Pretty sure I don't need to summarize much.

Anyway, if you guys are free, could you take a moment to check out my other fic called: 'Codename: Joestar'?

Please?