"I like it very much."
Fuika couldn't suppress her joy and smiled, covering her lips.
"You've done well. Now I'd like to ask for your help." Johnson Joffrey looked at the dark red velvet curtains and continued, "I'm preparing to collect these arrows. Collecting these arrows isn't a simple matter, but you know, I know the location of every single arrow."
"I don't care how Heaven's Whisper is, because Heaven can't control me."
With that, he picked up the three pieces of paper, shook them, then glanced at the content, looked at the stiff paper, and then quietly began to slide his finger, simultaneously activating Unlimited Domain. The entire paper slowly became transparent, disappearing like a wisp of smoke... Fuika's mouth slightly widened as she looked at Johnson in surprise, then said, "There's still so much content I haven't..."
Johnson reached out and placed his hand on her lips, cutting her off. Johnson said, "I told you, Heaven can't control me."
"Diavolo is already dead."
Fuika's eyes widened slightly as she continued to listen to Johnson say, "And you told him it was eternal life, right?"
Fuika was stunned for a moment, nodded, swallowed, and showed an embarrassed look: "I think perhaps I used it too many times, which led to a decrease in the accuracy of the decryption."
"So, this thing is even difficult to interpret, and for me, the future and the past are the same."
"However, that doesn't mean I'm giving up on this entirely. I want the arrow, and I want it too. Do you understand what you need to do? It cannot fall into anyone else's hands. At the very least, tell me who possesses it. Besides that, help me find Dio's subordinates. Memorize all their names and appearances."
"This is your mission," Johnson said unceremoniously. "I need to be able to contact them at any time."
"Dio? The one from Egypt?"
"Yes," Johnson Joffrey said after a moment's thought. "I am Dio's son."
Fuika paused, then said, "Yes, sir."
"How long will you need?"
"I don't know their names or appearances, so it will likely take a long time, at least ten months."
"Just find a portion of them," Johnson said. "When you feel the number is sufficient, contact me. You can establish a connection between human consciousnesses, so connect me with them. Do you understand?"
"Dio's subordinates all have the flesh buds he implanted. After Dio's death, these flesh buds will devour them, but this only applies to those disloyal to Dio. There are still many remnants of Dio in this world."
"I'll only give you six months. Go do it. This is your trial to see if you can Stand by my side."
"Under what name did you deceive Diavolo?"
"Persephone and The Fool," Fuika said. "I am still using that name to put my consciousness on the internet and sell information."
"Good, continue doing that," Johnson said. "With your ability, it's almost impossible to find your true body, not even for Jotaro."
"This is the first step to becoming my proxy."
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I don't really like using original characters in fanfiction, so there won't be many. After these few chapters, we'll be heading to the Morioh arc. Some people are following along as I write, so their memory might not be perfect. I'll clarify: the Morioh storyline is currently in progress, but Jotaro hasn't arrived in Morioh yet. Anjuro Katagiri has already reached Morioh.
Everyone should have seen the peaceful office worker, right?
Chapter 168: Jotaro (Part 1)
"The whole 'time stop for half an hour' thing is just a rumor," Polnareff waved his hand, then placed it on Jotaro's shoulder. "You really believed that!"
Kujo Jotaro, wearing a white coat, adjusted his baseball cap and said with a hint of amusement, "That's enough."
Then he raised his bright, sea-blue eyes to look at Johnson Joffrey, who was sitting opposite him.
He no longer resembled the person he was when they first met; instead, he sat opposite Jotaro with a similar demeanor.
"After all, it's you, Johnson Joffrey, so when people say such things, I have to confirm them properly," Kujo Jotaro was in a slightly better mood, having the rare chance to see Polnareff again.
And nearly three months had passed since Diavolo's death; in the blink of an eye, it was already May.
Johnson Joffrey harbored too many secrets. The first time he met him, he almost truly believed he was just an ordinary middle school student. Then, the next day, he killed one of Dio's former subordinates and became a gang boss within days of arriving in Italy.