Kujo Jotaro was used to working through the night. Especially recently, he had been too busy to deal with Italy, and all European matters were left to Polnareff.
Even the old man realized it, constantly urging him to go to Japan to find his illegitimate son. But in reality, while ostensibly looking for an illegitimate son and investigating a Stand User murderer, the most important thing was actually for him to take a vacation in Morioh. However, he couldn't stay idle and planned to acquire the marine biologist.
However, none of that was as important as Johnson Joffrey.
First, Johnson Joffrey first appeared in Japan, then in America, both places he was responsible for.
After all, he was DIO's son.
Now that he had gone to Italy, Jotaro had originally wanted to ask Polnareff to keep an eye on him, but he couldn't get in touch.
Furthermore, there were a large number of Stand Users in the Italian gang "Passion," which must be due to the arrow. If it were just the proliferation of gang organizations in other countries, it wouldn't concern him, but if it was the arrow, he would inevitably intervene.
Regarding European matters, he would contact Polnareff immediately, but it was too strange that even he couldn't be found.
"Have you heard of Polnareff?"
Jotaro asked again, thinking the other party hadn't heard him.
Cold sweat trickled down Johnson Joffrey's forehead. He didn't want Jotaro to come to this place. He wanted to contact Polnareff himself, get the arrow, and awaken the Reversed Hierophant Requiem.
But if Jotaro came, he would know that Polnareff was beaten so badly by Diavolo, and he himself had a time-based Stand, fighting King Crimson back and forth.
Tsk, I'm not a primary school student. I don't like discussing who's stronger, Captain America or Sun Wukong, nor do I want to know whether King Crimson or Star Platinum would win.
I just want the arrow. How simple I am.
If Jotaro came, guess if Polnareff would give me the arrow?
That scene appeared in Johnson Joffrey's mind:
Yare yare, your King Crimson and my Star Platinum are the same type of Stand, Polnareff. Put away the arrow, it's not needed. Take it back to the SPW Foundation for research. The moment I saw you in that wheelchair, I knew Diavolo had angered me!
Diavolo, deceased.
Since that's the case, I, Kujo Jotaro, will take the arrow. Johnson, do well with Passion. I heard you have another arrow; it's not very useful for you. You should give it to the SPW Foundation for research and contribute to humanity.
Damn it, my dream is shattered.
With the combined Assassination Team and Bucciarati's Team, the chances of defeating the boss are already very high.
Even if we take damage, Giorno and I can heal it.
There's no need for your Star Platinum to act as a copy machine.
"I'm not entirely clear on the details, but I can handle matters here in Italy. You don't need to intervene."
"Is that so?"
Due to his good education, Kujo Jotaro would not openly question Johnson Joffrey, but it was also correct, as it was their internal matter, and the mafia was considered a characteristic of Italy.
If he insisted on interfering, there would definitely be problems, but he couldn't ignore Polnareff's situation.
The prophecy said he turned into a turtle, which might be a Stand Ability. He already knew his fate; it had to be changed.
"However, Polnareff is my friend, and I haven't been able to contact him recently."
Only recently? Johnson Joffrey caught the keyword. Shouldn't he have been unreachable for many years? This should be a bug in the original story, at least the anime didn't mention it.
Polnareff had been missing for many years, and Jotaro had no reaction at all? But now, only after investigating, did I discover that Polnareff was gone.
"May I ask? How long has it been since you last saw him?"
Jotaro fell silent.
So Johnson Joffrey explained again, "I don't mean anything else. Although I'm very busy right now, after killing the boss these past few days, my uncle will become the new boss and can help you look for him."
"Oh, no, I was just thinking about how many years it's been since I last saw him," Jotaro explained. "It's probably been almost ten years, but we call each other every few years to keep in touch."
The person he was keeping in touch with was definitely not Polnareff, but Diavolo. Diavolo is truly shameful to do something like that.
"I understand. I will help you investigate."
"I still plan to come to Europe."
"Wait until I can't find him, then you can come. Italy is very chaotic right now."
Jotaro was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll be there tomorrow."
Tomorrow? A direct flight from the United States takes ten hours.
Ten hours. It would be too easy to kill Diavolo.
"Okay! I'll be waiting for you! Remember to contact me when you arrive!"
"Mm."
Johnson Joffrey hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.
So, it would take Kujo Jotaro twenty hours to get here.
I must contact Polnareff within twenty hours, obtain the arrow to awaken Requiem, and kill Diavolo.
Diavolo, your life has only twenty hours left.
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"What if we run into the Assassination Team at the hospital? Those guys aren't easy to deal with."
Narancia leaned against the window, saying this. He chose to betray the Boss because he also possessed that feeling — not wanting others to suffer the same pain as him.
He couldn't lose Bucciarati, and he didn't want Trish to be like him, losing her mother and being betrayed by her father at the same time.
He didn't want to experience that kind of pain again, and he definitely didn't want Trish to experience it.
He helped Trish simply because the pain that even he couldn't bear was not something this thin, frail girl could endure.
Because I am her, and she is me. This feeling was so similar to Bucciarati's excessive gentleness in sensing the pain of others.
"Then we'll negotiate," Bucciarati said. "After all, our common enemy is the Boss, that much is constant. I believe Risotto, as the leader of a team, will surely understand."
"If my mother isn't there, and they still won't cooperate with us..." Trish suddenly spoke, her tone flat, as if discussing an everyday matter.
"If they refuse to cooperate and try to take me, then I'll commit suicide."
"Huh?" Everyone looked at Trish, unable to believe those words came from her.
"What nonsense are you talking about, Trish?"
"Of course not really, Bucciarati," Trish looked up at him. "It's just to threaten them. After all, I'm that guy's daughter, I'm the clue they're investigating."
Bucciarati fell silent.
"Don't be so pessimistic, I think..."
"No need for you to think, Giorno," Abbacchio suddenly interrupted him and slammed on the brakes.
"It seems our worries were a bit excessive."
Everyone followed Abbacchio's gaze and saw almost the entire Assassination Team waiting for them outside the hospital gate, under the sunlight.
Prosciutto stood in the middle, extinguishing his cigarette.
"You've finally arrived, Bucciarati."