The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

The oil is bubbling and the aroma is fragrant.

Kira Yoshikage raised the corner of his mouth.

What a peaceful and beautiful life.

Had breakfast.

Kira Yoshikage changed into a well-fitting suit and walked out of the house carrying his handbag.

At the door, a few middle-aged women who were chatting saw him and greeted him.

"Good morning, Kirara-chan."

"Please don't take your father's affairs to heart."

"everything will be fine."

Kira Yoshikage subconsciously glanced at the hands of the aunts, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Suppressing his emotions, he nodded and said, "Mrs. Yamanaka, Mrs. Inoue, Mrs. Muto, good morning."

After a pause, Kira Yoshikage gave an apologetic smile.

"I have to go to a job interview at Guiyou Department Store soon, so I'll leave first."

"Go get busy, Kirara-chan."

"Don't bother with us."

"Please take care of yourself."

Several middle-aged women waved.

Kira Yoshikage left as he wished.

"How polite! I don't know what the deceased Mrs. Kirara was thinking. If it were me, I wouldn't be willing to hit her."

"That's it."

"Plus, Mr. Kira looks like a henpecked person from childhood to adulthood. Little Kira has suffered a lot."

"First I lost my mother, and then my father passed away from cancer last week."

The three aunts looked at each other and sighed together.

Alas, poor child~

the other side.

"Yokuta, take care of the house." Nijimura Kyosho instructed his brother expressionlessly, "I'm going to go out and buy some food. Don't let any suspicious people get close."

"Don't worry, big brother!" Nijimura Okuyasu, who didn't look very smart, patted his chest.

Nijimura Gyouzhao curled his lips and said, "I'll say it again, don't let suspicious people in, understand."

"understood."

Nijimura Okuyasu raised his right hand and gestured a few times randomly.

"If a bad guy approaches, I will use the power given to me by my big brother to kill him!"

Hearing this, a drop of cold sweat ran down Nijimura Keishao's forehead.

"Your ability can be used without any effort, so try not to use it."

"Eh?" Nijimura Okuyasu showed a disappointed expression, "Is it really not working? I've been secretly practicing for a long time."

"no!"

Nijimura Kyosho said with certainty.

"Okay." Nijimura Okuyasu's face fell.

Nijimura Gyosho stared at his brother's face for a few seconds. The more he looked, the uglier he thought. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and thought to himself, "I still have to let Yitai go to school. He is ugly and his life will be over if he doesn't study more."

Nijimura Keicho left with a lot on his mind, leaving Nijimura Oyasu alone to look after the house.

It's called a home, but in fact it's just an abandoned house in the town that no one wants.

Nijimura Otasu lay down on the tattered sofa out of boredom, and soon his eyelids began to droop.

I do not know how long it has been.

The dazed Nijimura Okuyasu suddenly heard a knock on the door.

He thought it was his elder brother who came back, so he ran to the door excitedly and opened it without hesitation.

"Welcome back!"

Suddenly, Nijimura Otasu was stunned.

these people.

who is it?

"Little boy, are you alone at home?" the red-haired young man asked in a gentle tone.

"Ah."

Nijimura Okuyasu nodded, being very obedient.

"Kakyoin, leave this to me."

The black-haired young man took a step forward and calmly pulled his companion back.

Glancing at Nijimura Okuyasu's iconic X-shaped facial pattern, he coughed lightly and said, "Little boy, I'm John Joestar, your brother's friend."

"My brother's friend?" Nijimura Okuyasu scratched the back of his head in confusion.

"Your brother and I were classmates in high school."

Jon silently calculated the distance between himself and Dacongming (young version), and asked softly: "Is your brother home?"

"He's not here." Nijimura Okuyasu blinked, "He went to buy food."

"Hey, hey, Jotaro."

Behind Jon, Joseph quietly tugged at his good grandson's sleeve, "Isn't this kid a little too trusting?"

"Yeah, yeah." Jotaro lowered the brim of his hat without commenting.

"Not here."

Hearing this, Jon's smile became even brighter.

After a moment's silence, he asked, "Yitai, does your brother have an arrow that looks particularly old?"

"How did you know!" Nijimura Yitai's eyes widened, "And why do you know my name!"

"I've already told you that your brother and I are friends," Jon said as a matter of course.

"Amazing!"

Nijimura Okuyasu looked admiring.

Joseph, Jotaro and Kakyoin:? ? ?

Little boy, do your family members know that you are so gullible?

"Since your brother and I are friends, then we are friends too."

Jon pulled some snacks out of his personal space.

"Can you let me in and see your brother's collection of arrows?"

"But." Nijimura Okuyasu showed a hesitant look on his face, "My brother said that we can't let suspicious people in."

"Do you think I'm a suspicious person?" Jon pushed the snacks forward.

"no!"

Nijimura Okuyasu swallowed unconsciously and shook his head vigorously.

Joseph, who witnessed the whole process, covered his face in shame.

Grandma Elina, I'm sorry, my son has brought shame to the Joestar family's tradition of being gentlemen for generations.

"You come in."

In the end, Nijimura Okuyasu still couldn't resist the temptation of snacks.

Jon was delighted.

It would be best if we could get the 'arrow' without fighting.

"But." Nijimura Okuyasu changed the subject, "They can't!"

Joseph and others were stunned and looked at Jon instinctively.

Jon smiled, grabbed a few more snacks from his four-dimensional pocket, and said, “Your brother and I are friends, so you and I are friends too.

In the same way, they are friends with me, which means they are friends with your brother, which means they are also your friends.”

Nijimura Okuyasu's brain capacity is not enough to begin with, and he is also young, so how could he understand all these twists and turns.

His head was about to smoke from thinking about it, so he simply gave up and pretended to understand: "Oh, I see. Anyway, they are not bad people, nor are they suspicious people, right?"

"Yes, there are no bad guys and no suspicious people." Jon affirmed.

Since there are no bad guys or suspicious people, it will be easy.

Nijimura Okuyasu happily invited John and his group into the abandoned house.

After settling everyone in the shabby living room, he ran away.

After a while, the young Dacongming brought back an old "arrow".

"Look, this is my eldest brother's treasure!"

Chapter 57: The Evil Squadron, Destroyed

How is it possible to trick the "arrow" into your hands with just snacks!

what?

That's very smart.

That's fine.

Jon studied the ancient arrow, a smile playing on his face.

Although the evolution of the 'gate' is not yet complete and it has not revealed the urge to devour the 'arrow', it is always better to get the thing first anyway.

After a moment's silence, he nodded, "It is indeed a treasure."

"Is that so? My brother really liked this thing. He even sold our house to buy it." Nijimura Yitai showed a sad expression on his face. "Our original home was much better than this one."

Jon was silent.

The father of Nijimura Gyotaka and Nijimura Okuyasu once worked for a golden-haired vampire and made a lot of money.

However, Dio is not a good person. Except for a few of his trusted followers, the rest of his subordinates have been implanted with tissue granulation. Mr. Nijimura is of course no exception.

During the trip to Egypt, they defeated Dio, causing the meat buds to go out of control.

Mr. Nijimura, who was far away in Neon, was not spared and turned into a disgusting monster similar to the zombies.

Not only is his skin strong and tough, but his recovery ability is also incredibly strong.

In order to relieve his father's pain, Nijimura Gyosho sold his property and bought the "arrow" from Egypt.

The two brothers are now penniless and can only live a hard life in an abandoned house.

Thinking of this, Jon said to Joseph, "Dad, give me the checkbook."

"WHAT?"

Joseph looked puzzled.

"You have to pay for things you buy," Jon said as a matter of course.

What you said makes so much sense that I have no way to refute it.

Joseph had no choice but to take out the checkbook and pen from his pocket and hand them to John.

"So, how many zeros should I write?" Jon frowned and thought.