stand-in creed

"No, no, no matter how you say it, beating him is too much, I won't do it!"

"..."

Nero sighed. He felt that if Joseph was beaten, it might not be because of those bullshit things.The simplicity may be that after the dementia, he complained about Jousuke's hair and was beaten to death.

It's time to remind you of the old stuff.

Flying carpet all the way.

Nero didn't know the direction. After all, he didn't bring a compass, and he didn't have any specific destination, so he flew randomly.

He flew leisurely for seven or eight hours, flew over one city after another, even flew across a strait, and landed in an unknown city.

"Where are we flying to, Nero?"

"do not know."

"???"

Jousuke looked at Nero beside him with a confused face.

do not know?

Don't know you dare to fly around?

I just heard Nero say seriously: "As long as I don't even know where I flew to, it is absolutely impossible for him to track us and monitor our next conversation with the SPW consortium."

"..."

Josuke took a deep breath.

Then I was stunned and couldn't say a word, and I didn't know how to vomit this noisy.

Immediately, Jousuke glanced down, his eyes widened!

"Isn't that "Sapporo TV"!Sapporo is to the north, Nero, this is "Hokkaido"! "

"I didn't fly randomly. I flew to Sapporo specially—after all, there is New Chitose Airport next to Sapporo, so it's very convenient for Joseph Joestar and the others to come here."

"You obviously just flew in and out by mistake—wait, they? Oh yes, and what did you say about Alessi?"

"It's not Arresi, there are others."

"...?" Jousuke was taken aback.

"It's like a gangster who doesn't dare to go head-to-head with others and chooses to call his brothers shoulder to shoulder. I was forced to "call people". The embarrassment has already been lost. What's wrong with calling one more? "

Nero landed on the edge of the city, and Jousuke and Jousuke each pulled two suitcases and walked through the night in Sapporo, staying in a five-star hotel.He also used the hotel landline to dial the number on the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

New York, USA, Kujo House.

Two or three seconds after the phone rang, the little girl with dark green hair answered the phone.

"Hello, this is Kongtiao's family, who are you looking for?"

"Xu Lun?"

"Hey, Uncle Nero!" Xu Lun's eyes lit up, "Did you call to find Dad?"

"Although I have something to do with your father, but now I'm on the phone with Xu Lun, let's ignore your father and talk for a while." Nero said softly in Jousuke's stunned expression, "How is your body? "

"not good!"

"Not good?" Nero was taken aback.

Obviously the voice sounds full of anger, but it's still not good?

In the next moment, Xu Lun said aggrievedly: "Mom said she had to go to school obediently when she recovered from her illness."

"puff."

Jousuke heard it from the side, and subconsciously laughed.

Xu Lun on the other end of the phone also heard the pop: "Uncle Nelu, who is next to you?"

"Your... Let me figure it out, it's your uncle and grandpa."

"I still have uncle and grandpa?"

"Yeah, I'll take you guys to meet next time."

"Um..."

We chatted for three to ten minutes.

While chatting, Nero told the story to Xu Lun on the other end of the phone in Dongfang Jousuke's expression of seeing a ghost.

It wasn't until the story was finally finished that Xu Lun remembered that Nero seemed to have something to do with Jotaro.

"Uncle Nero, Uncle Nero, what are you doing with Dad?"

"Xu Lun, Uncle Nero was beaten by bad guys in Japan, and I want to call your father to help me find the venue."

"Hey hey?"

Xu Lun on the other end of the phone froze for a moment.

Immediately Xu Lun asked in panic, "Is Uncle Nero injured?!"

Nero said softly: "A little injury, don't worry too much."

The voice just fell.

Only six-year-old Xu Lun snapped the microphone away, and the sound of footsteps grew further and further away.

"Jotaro! Jotaro! Uncle Nero was beaten, hurry up and help him!"

"...?"

A certain Kujo Jotaro who was leisurely writing his thesis in his study was stunned for a moment.

Xu Lun, what did you say?

Nero was beaten?

Can he still be beaten?

The person who hit him is still alive?

Jotaro was a little confused and got down to the landline under Xu Lun's push.

"Nero, it's me."

"Jotaro, quickly bring Joestar-san to Japan."

"……Um?"

Jotaro felt something was wrong.

Taking a deep breath, Jotaro asked seriously.

"Dior revived in Japan?"

"???"

It's not Joseph Joestar who got Alzheimer's, but you Jotaro Kujo?

Chapter 26 Spicy Red Pepper Part Five

The next day.

At ten seventeen in the evening on April [-]th.

Hokkaido, New Chitose Airport.

The passenger plane landed slowly on the runway. Surrounded by several employees of the SPW Foundation, Kujo Jotaro in a white coat and white hat strode out of the station and walked towards Nero and Jousuke.And not far behind Jotaro, there is an old man sweating and muscular, and Arresi, who is almost unrecognizable by Nero in a suit.

"...Aresi, why don't you remove the ability first? I'm really scared."

"Mr. Joestar, it's useless to be afraid, one has to face reality. What's more, you are not the only one who is afraid, and I am also very afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of Monsieur Zeppelin!"

Aresi, the substitute messenger of the God of Seth.

The gaudy twin ponytails had been shaved long ago, replaced by a head of lean, short hair.He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, an expensive hand-made custom suit, and shiny leather shoes on his feet.

"This fucking is Arresi?"

Nero was startled.

Nero really hasn't seen Arresi for some years—strictly speaking, he saw him once two years after he finished playing Dior, and he never saw him again. He only knows that this person is doing clerical work in the SPW consortium.

How would you describe Alessi now?

Although he doesn't look like a stand-in messenger, he looks more human than 11 years ago.

"Xu, long time no see, Mr. Qibelin."

The moment Alessi saw Nero, he couldn't help shivering.

Even though he hadn't seen him for many years, when he saw Nero for the first time at this moment, Alessi couldn't help but recall the corrugated knife that was put on his neck 11 years ago.It was also from that day that Alessi no longer dared to bully children, or bully others with his double.

It's not about returning to the right, repenting, or turning the prodigal son back.

It's very simple - afraid of being beaten.

"Yo, Nero, long time no see, and..."

Joseph Joestar first greeted Nero with a smile, and then looked cautiously at the dung head beside Nero.

Although he really wanted to complain about this hairstyle, Joseph swallowed his complaints, but looked at Jousuke nervously.

"Well, how should I put it, I am Joseph Joestar, and it belongs to you..." Joseph Joestar took a deep breath, "Father."

"..."

Dongfang Jousuke looked at Joseph at a loss, not knowing what to say at this time.

Joseph said in a low voice, "Why don't you give me two punches?"

"..."

Higashika Josuke still didn't speak, then shook his head.

Nero is not used to such midnight episodes, so he simply said to Jotaro, "Hey Jotaro, I'm a little thirsty, how about a cup of coffee?"

Jotaro is not used to staying at the scene of such things, although he is really not thirsty, but he still nodded: "I am also a little thirsty, let's go have a drink—Aresi, come together."

Alessi's pupils shrank.

Along the way, just sitting on the same flight as Kujo Jotaro has scared the shit out of him.

Now you want to drink coffee with Jotaro and Nero?

Coffee with Stairway to Heaven and the Platinum Star?

Boss, I want to go back to the United States... Oh no, since Joseph Joestar was diagnosed with Alzheimer's, the boss has become Jotaro, and now the boss is calling him to drink coffee.

"Aresi?"

Just as Nero took a few steps, seeing Arresi still standing still, he yelled again.

Didn't you, Arresi, see the embarrassment of the situation?

Why don't you hurry up and slip away?

Arresi would rather watch the scene where Joseph and Higashika Josuke are embarrassed than stay with Jotaro and Qibelin, but when he spoke, he showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "... …it is good."

Alessi took a deep breath.

Like a death row prisoner about to go to the execution ground, he followed in the footsteps of Jotaro and Nero.

After sitting down in the coffee shop, Jotaro spoke directly.

"What kind of enemy can't even handle you?"

"Here, it's all written here."

Nero took out his notebook and showed Jotaro the information he had compiled.

Jotaro glanced over quickly, frowning slightly.

"...I see, it is a long-distance manipulative type with great strength and speed, and high mobility that can move along the circuit. You can't fight melee, and you can easily defend against throwing things from a long distance. This kind of enemy is indeed I can't get along with you.