In the messy Colosseum.

Porunarev was climbing on the stairs with difficulty.

He tried hard to climb downstairs and meet with the seriously injured Giorno and Mista.

It sounds a bit sad. At this moment, his broken hands and legs are actually the last force to fight.

But the Scarlet King's heavy punch broke Porunarev's wheelchair and prosthetic limbs. His legs were empty and he could only complete the most basic downstairs movement in this miserable way of protruding himself into the ground.

"Porunarev!!"

Jotaro's shout suddenly rang out.

"Jotaro?"

Porunarev's movements were one of the stagnant actions.

He subconsciously thought it was auditory hallucination, but the extremely familiar figure soon came into view with the sound:

"Jotaro!"

A different kind of brilliance flashed in Porunarev's eyes.

The glorious memories of the past surged in my heart like Mantos's Coke.

The long-shrouded darkness disappeared in an instant.

The pain of getting deep into the enemy's stomach and trapping the lonely city finally ended at this moment.

He struggled to get up from the stairs.

But Jotaro saw clearly Porunarev's empty legs in the dark.

His pupils shrank, and he hurriedly came forward to help his close friend up:

"Don't move"

"Bolunarev, I'll take you to treat your leg injury now!"

"Need not."

"I just got a punch."

Porunarev shook his head:

"As for these legs, they were not injured."

""

Jotaro's eyes trembled slightly.

He suddenly found that there was no blood on his broken legs.

If you look closer and carefully, you can see more clearly that Porunarev's right hand and right eye have long been replaced by mechanical prosthetics and prosthetic eyes.

"Feel sorry"

"I'm late."

This man, who has always remained as motionless as a mountain and as calm as water, and his emotions are not reflected in his expression, rarely shows anger without reservation.

His eyes were filled with flames of hatred, and he looked like a giant volcano about to erupt:

"That Diapolo may have escaped now."

When he said this, Jotaro's fist was always clenched tightly.

He began to regret his slackness over the years, so that he made Platinum Star's time dive to the current two seconds

If it was still five seconds at its peak, Diapolo would definitely not have a chance to escape.

This evil person who caused Borunarev to endure endless pain was not worthy of continuing his foul life to this day.

The neglect of the safety of his close friend in the past decade, coupled with the thing that just made the enemy escape, Jotaro, who never regretted the past, experienced the feeling of guilt for the first time.

“Don’t blame yourself.”

Of course, Porunarev would not blame his best friend.

He is a warrior who has experienced countless storms, and he is not a coward who only blames others:

"I underestimated the enemy and advanced rashly, but I accidentally got hurt."

"Now that everything is over, we should look forward."

As he said that, Porunarev sat firmly on the stairs with Jotaro's support.

He held the hand of his close friend tightly, his eyes were complicated and unspeakable, as if he couldn't help but want to express all the experiences of the past decade in front of his close friend he had met again for a long time.

"that"

"Mr. Jotaro?"

Giorno's weak voice suddenly rang out.

It was not until this time that Jotaro, who was focused on his old comrade-in-arms' physical condition, suddenly noticed that the "corpse" lying there was actually a living person.

"Please give me some trouble."

"Help me carry Mista, the boy who fell to the ground there, to me."

Giorno struggled to sit up with his broken body covered with black and red wounds.

Then, he tried hard to concentrate and summoned his golden experience that disappeared due to the loss of strength of the body.

"Are you?" Jotaro was instinctively wary.

Although there are obvious differences in appearance, somehow, the humanoid substitute with a golden luster all over the body always gives him an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

"He's Giorno Chobana."

"Although I just met him, I can be sure that he is a very reliable one."

Porunarev thought a little about the words:

"companion."

Jotaro immediately put down his guard and looked at Gioruno far away in the dim light.

An indescribable wonderful feeling quietly surged in the minds of the two people.

At this same time, the birthmarks of stars on the shoulders of the two men became slightly hot because of an unexplained force.

"This subtle feeling"

Jotaro is a little familiar with this feeling:

"Is it the bloodline sensing of the Joesta family?"

The bloodline of the Joesta family is indeed different from that of ordinary people.

The Qiao family is born with special star birthmarks on their shoulders, and they often produce a blood vessel sensation similar to resonance between each other.

You don’t need to check the household registration book, you can recognize your relatives by relying on your sixth sense.

"Goruno Chobana."

Jotaro silently recited this strange name, and always felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart:

"Will this young man have anything to do with our family?"

He subconsciously looked at Giorno's face.

But Giorno is now burned like half of the remaining dry wood, and Jotaro can't see any outline that will make him feel familiar.

"Mr. Jotaro?"

Giorno called back Jotaro, who was a little distracted, and said, "Can you help me?"

"no problem"

Jotaro withdrew his strange gaze and stood up and walked to Mista.

While gently carrying the seriously injured Misda, he asked with some curiosity:

"Gioruno, is that?"

"I think you are not old and you have already participated in such a battle."

"Can you say it, who are you?"

"A regular junior high school student in Italy." Gioruno answered truthfully: "At least, it was still yesterday morning."

"What a wonderful answer."

As a Japanese high school student who once saved the world, Jotaro was slightly surprised by Gioruno's answer.

He continued to ask with concern while slowly helping Misda here:

"Are you an Italian native?"

"That's right."

Giorno didn't know why the other party was so interested in his household registration.
To be continued...