[JOJO] Wolves in the water

I briefly told my father about the black rabbit, and then asked him: "So why did you save me?" 』

"...Because I saw you hurt and touched you with my own eyes, so I can save you. Even if I missed it, you are now in the grave." 』

"Look and touch?What if you don't see it? 』

I thought of the big gash on Kakyoin's waist and abdomen. It's still not healed, but the thread has been removed.

The enviable wound healing speed is worthy of being a stand-in messenger.

My father gave me a faint look: "I need to understand the wound.If you cut it forcibly, you don't know what will be cut off. 』

Me: "Forget it, you're such a waste." 』

His eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, I felt that if my father had any physical illness, he would definitely vomit out of my mouthful of blood right now.

He covered his chest, and scolded in a tone of hatred: "Why did I give birth to you, a little bastard who owes you...! Your father's stand-in ability is very handsome, okay?"Only the wound needs me to understand!Others are not required!Otherwise, how do you think I dealt with that piece of blood and the memories of other students? 』

Like a big peacock with its tail open, he stood by the bed showing off.

How old is a person, how can he be so naive.

I decided to ignore him.

"Let's talk about the owes to each other, and my owes are still inherited from you." 』

I paused, and before my dad was mad at me, I said, "Thanks, Dad. 』

My father's face turned from cloudy to sunny in an instant, and he pretended to wipe away tears that didn't exist.

"Papa knew that Papa's little Izumo was the best. 』

I pursed my lips, looked at my father, and smiled sweetly.

Oh man.

<<

"Professor Jingu?you are here! 』

The door of the infirmary was opened, and it was the new medical professor on the third floor who opened the door.

He looked at my father who was adjusting his tie emotionally, and said, "The principal is looking for you. I heard that you are going to give a lecture. The principal is very happy." ...Of course I'm happy too. 』

"I'll be there right away. 』

...?My dad is going to give a lecture?Is he idle?

I don’t quite remember the last time my dad gave a lecture at a university. I vaguely remember that it was a snowy day. When I was young in our country, he went to a university in Kyoto to give a lecture. When he came back, he fell on his ass at the door of the house. on the marble.

It directly broke the tailbone.

I looked up at my father, wanting to ask him why he was so idle, but he just reached out and pressed my head, like stroking a dog, stroking my messy hair even more.

My dad said, 'It's not for you. 』

I watched him to find the blank for naming my double.

"May I ask, Professor Jingu, how many classes are you going to teach?" 』

"Five lessons, one lesson a day, I don't have much time. 』

He showed a super regrettable and disappointed expression, "It's a pity, you are my target...!" 』

My dad finally looked him in the eye.

"I remember you, come to be a teacher now?"At the beginning, you quarreled with me in my class and said it was impossible, but now you know you were wrong? 』

The new professor of medicine giggled twice, waved his hand at my father and said that they were all young and ignorant, my father took two steps forward to hold his hand, and shook it twice in his surprised eyes.

"Shake hands and have a good time. 』

My dad said with a smile.

I didn't speak, just stared at him.

My stinky old man smiled and looked at the person in front of him kindly, and then looked away when the emotional professor of medicine shook his hand back.

Even though he was smiling and had a kind expression, his eyes were still as indifferent as ever.

<<

I think my father is fake, but I can understand how he is fake.

He will not get along well with others, he is too lazy to get along with others.

I am well aware of my father's bad temper, bad personality, and his unexpected indifference and indifference in dealing with certain things.

Before my father met my mother, he maintained an indifferent attitude towards everything in the world.

In my father's outlook on life, or the world outlook, there are only two types of people in the world: "idiots" and "stupider idiots"

My father is a genius, he can do everything easily, and he can learn everything quickly. In his opinion, there is nothing in the world that can trouble him, but geniuses are often lonely.

No one can understand my dad's thoughts, and no one can read him, let alone understand him.

When he was young, he dropped out of school and was a rascal. Before he was ready to move and was about to become an antisocial lunatic, his mother appeared.

Ah, love, what a fantastic thing.

Although I still don't understand.

I only know that my mother subdued my father, and I only know that it was my mother who pulled this antisocial lunatic back to the world. I don't know exactly what happened between the two of them.

Maybe it's because my father's personality and soul are antisocial lunatics, so Dior came to him, but he was pissed off by my father's bad mouth.

He will never know what happened to my dad, why this eager antisocial lunatic willingly put shackles on himself, willing to mix with "idiots" and "stupider idiots" in his worldview Together.

Because after my father got married and had me, another kind of person appeared in his world view.

"family"

When I was very young, he hugged me, told me some things that I didn't understand at that time, and then picked me up and held me high.

Said: "The people Dad loves most in this world are you and Mom. For you and Mom, Dad can do anything!" 』

I don't know why he tied himself up willingly. In the final analysis, the credit is all due to the mother.

Otherwise, there would not be "Kingu Yuichiro" in this world, but an extra antisocial lunatic.

There will be no girl with a mouth like "Jingu Izumo".

<<

I watched my dad fool the new medical professor away with a few words.

After the door of the infirmary was closed again, my father's kind face immediately darkened. He showed a disgusted expression, then frantically wiped his hands with a towel, and finally took out black gloves from his pocket and put them on.

After doing all this, the expression on his face softened a little.

I think he was really rude. He showed his original appearance immediately after the other party left, without even covering it up.

But I didn't say anything either.

My father shook his head at me after putting on the gloves: "It's not him, do you still have someone to suspect?" 』

I nodded, shook my head again, and told him that my suspects were only a few teachers who attended the wedding yesterday.

My father patted my dog's head again, smiling: "If you don't go home for a year, you forgot everything I taught you?Think again. 』

I was afraid that he would bald me, the movements of his hands were not gentle at all, and the feeling of being touched on the head through the leather gloves was particularly uncomfortable.

It feels like the hair is being pulled out along with the scalp.

But since my father said so, let me exclude those teachers first.

Then who are the people I contacted yesterday?

...I really can't remember, I don't have the ability to remember the faces of strangers.

I'm not my father, he can remember the little things decades ago clearly.

Probably because he couldn't bear to see me struggling, my father sighed and gave me a hint.

"For example, an unremarkable person, a chance encounter, a word. 』

--what.

I suddenly remembered a boy who passed me by yesterday, who was in the class next door, whose name he didn't know, and whose presence was extremely low.

... I can't recall what he looked like, or any of his features.

How come the sense of existence is lower than mine?

I was about to speak when there was a scream outside.

"wait? !Sanae!What are you doing!Get off the railing! 』

"Sanae! ! ! 』

I turned over and jumped off the bed.

In my father's angry voice, he kicked open the door of the infirmary.

My father told me not to worry about those troublesome things, but to find the main body first.

— But I know that Sanae.

<<

That is my school girl, a slightly sloppy but very ordinary little girl who is also my friend.

The little girl climbed onto the railing on the fourth floor, dropped her glasses, and her knees were shaking.

It was time for class, but she rushed out, and the psychology professor tried to pull her back with a panicked face.

She yelled, don't come, and then started crying.

I stepped back a little and saw Kakyoin chasing out of the classroom with a white face.

He covered his neck with his hands, and dazzling red was constantly emerging from between his five fingers, but it seemed that the injury was not deep, and there was no scene of such a big spurt of blood.

Kakyoin is fine, but Kakyoin is really miserable.

『Sanae, calm down first, if there is anything we can-! ? ! 』

She jumped down, and for a moment, screams filled her ears.

And I opened my arms and rushed up.

The moment she fell, I saw the green tentacles of the Emperor, tied around her waist.

However, in the next second, the Pope's tentacles were severed.

At the same time, red oozes from Kakyoin's right shoulder.

I repeat, Kakyoin is really miserable, I decided to treat him better.

The black rabbit must be attached to Sanae by now, but it doesn't matter, I was one step ahead of my father before he rushed over to stop me.

I received Sanae.

Just because of the impact——

I think my arm broke, and because of the impact, I was brought to the ground and rolled a couple of times.

But it doesn't matter, Sanae is fine, she just passed out.

Before I could open my mouth, I was stabbed in the face.

As if being torn apart by the wind, it started from the top of the left eye, from top to bottom, and stroked to the chin in one breath.

His right eye was obscured by blood splatter, and his left vision was completely lost.

And my father, who witnessed all this, successfully exploded.

<<

My dad's stand-in is weird.

It was a wonderful figure holding huge black scissors, and the whole was a wonderful white color.

It is a very strange, colorful kind of white.

It's strange to say that, and I'm sure I haven't lost my head with the pain.

That is a colorful white.

It may be because the white color will change into different colors under direct sunlight. At least from my point of view, he has at least five different colors.

But the amazing thing is, even though he has five different colors, I can be sure that he is white.

His face wore a black mask without any decorations, and besides his normal two hands, he had four extra hands.

The four extra hands were not holding anything.

I stared at him with my remaining intact eye, and was about to speak when my throat was cut again.

It doesn't hurt more than when the queen bites, and it doesn't bite harder than the queen.

But the blood spurted out is still considerable.

In the next second, my father's stand-in made a movement of pulling forward with his free hand, and directly dragged me from two meters away to my eyes.

Then he took the big black scissors and stabbed at my neck.

<<

——? !Fuck me!So fucking scary! ! !Was it cut like this? ? !

I watched helplessly as he stabbed my neck with the big scissors. The wound on my neck disappeared as soon as the scissors were opened and closed.

Then he turned around and pulled out the scissors, aiming at my eyes and arms.

Again, so fucking scary.

<<

...It's so fucking scary, no, this refers to my father.

My father now has a dark face, with a terribly cold expression.

I think my dad wants to swallow the black rabbit's body alive right now.

Just as I was thinking this way, I heard an angry shout.

One ooh.

From people I know well.

<<

Then something broke through the window of the classroom on the second floor, flew out from the second floor, and landed heavily in the flower bed.

I held Sanae in my arms, looked up in a daze and saw Kongtiao standing in the corridor on the second floor, there was a scratch on his face, the wound was still dripping blood, his face was so dark.

His double floated behind him, just retracting his fist.

My dad's stand-in flew over, and at the same time he raised the scissors, he reached into the man's body with his other two hands.

He pulled out something translucent from that person's body, and only heard a click——

— That thing was cut into two sections.

Looking at the scene in front of me, I just felt chills down my spine.

When I turned my head to look at my father, he gracefully tugged the corner of his clothes, and showed me a spring-like smile: "Next time you rush forward when your head is hot, I will cut your head off." 』

... Ah, yes.

<<

Now he is really mad at me.

The author has something to say: the ending thoughts.

You think Su's is my Jingu Izumo!Actually, it's me, Yuichiro Jingu!

At that time, when Daddy was set, it was based on the villain. Sister Izumo actually inherited Daddy's character to a certain extent, and was also influenced by Daddy.

Oh, by the way, by the way, when I made my dad's character design, I thought of Hannibal and Uncle Ba in my head.

In Sister Izumo's eyes, Dad is a husky, stupid and mentally handicapped.

Daddy is a typical person who is hot on the outside and cold on the inside, or the kind that is frozen for thousands of miles. The only place in his heart that is not frozen is given to Izumo and his wife.

If Daddy was really a villain, he would be the kind of person who would calmly slice people up with gloves on and a smile on his face.

No mood swings, no guilt feelings.

It's better to say that as early as a long time ago, when Sister Izumo mentioned the situation at home, she quickly went through it, saying that her father taught her how to deal with wounds, the fragile position of the human body, and one-shot death. From here, you can see It's not normal to have a father.

In fact, Sister Izumo also suffered from Dad's indifference to some extent, but Sister Izumo was not as serious as Dad.

Sister Izumo has a circle, she is indifferent to the outsiders, warm to the insiders, caring, and afraid of trouble. Although she said she doesn't want to meddle in other people's business, she will still help if someone asks her.

Very typical cold on the outside and hot on the inside, soft-hearted and easy to talk about.

And Dad was completely pulled back to the world by Sister Izumo's mother.

Otherwise, Dad would really become an anti-social lunatic. If Izumo-san's mother hadn't been there, Dad might have become DIO's subordinate.

Grandpa Dio is the savior of the wicked, but unfortunately, before Grandpa Dio found Daddy, Daddy already had a savior in his heart.