Anime, but the Phantom Thieves of Heart

Listening to the slightly casual voice on the other end of the phone, Jotaro Kujo's mouth corners unconsciously curled up slightly.

"Did I bother you, Bobo?"

"Why bother you? You know I don't have anything to do here...Okay, let's get down to business. You definitely didn't call to chat, did you?"

Listening to Polnareff's complaints, Jotaro looked at Kakyoin Noriaki helplessly, as if asking him if he was such a person.

Then Kakyoin Noriaki nodded without hesitation.

And he gave Jotaro a look that said, "Don't you realize it yet?"

After all, although the other party often called him, it was basically to ask about Xu Lun's situation.

Jotaro sighed helplessly and spoke again.

"Bobo, are you interested in taking a disciple?"

Polnareff, who was leaning against the window frame and looking at the waterway while holding his cell phone, was stunned at first, and then showed a puzzled expression.

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"Recruiting disciples? Do you need a drug-sniffing dog again?"

That's right, although Polnareff is now helping out in "Italy's vibrant civil society", he was actually hired by the local police to help guide the training of drug-sniffing dogs.

Although his former 'comrade-in-arms' has long passed away, he has unknowingly fallen in love with drug detection dogs.

Unable to find anything to do for the time being, he simply took up professional training and is now a true expert. Even the reason why "Higashikaga Josuke" was able to destroy the "O trafficking group" was inseparable from Polnareff's help.

So when Jotaro Kujo mentioned 'taking in a disciple', his first reaction was this, but to his surprise, Jotaro Kujo on the other end of the phone shook his head.

"No, it's swordsmanship."

"Jolimo is interested in swordsmanship?"

Kakyoin Noriaki, who also heard the words on the other end of the phone, covered his mouth and almost laughed out loud.

Jotaro, with his mouth twitching slightly, had to explain again.

"It's Narukami, Mr. David's son."

Hearing the name 'David', Polnareff's eyes, which had been slightly frivolous due to teasing, instantly became serious.

After all, if that man hadn't intervened, neither Abdel, who lost both arms, nor Ichi, who was hit by a car, would have survived the brutal battle. Almost all of the fatal injuries they suffered at the time were caused by trying to save Polnareff.

For a man like Polnareff, the life of his savior is even more important than his own life, not to mention the person who saved his savior!

But then Polnareff frowned slightly.

"But Jotaro, didn't you say that Naruto learned kendo? Why do you want me to teach him swordsmanship?"

Having said that, Jotaro Kujo sighed helplessly.

"Because he's Zeppeli."

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Perhaps feeling that Polnareff didn't understand what he said, he added another sentence.

"Because Narukami also inherited the 'Blood of Zeppelines'. He suffered a loss once before for helping a stranger. Although he later realized his mistake, he couldn't change his habit. He seems to have been injured again today. I suspect he might have been involved in something again..."

After hearing Jotaro's words, Polnareff didn't know what to say for a moment, and finally sighed.

"Okay, I think I know what you want me to teach you, Jotaro..."

Jotaro Kujo, who didn't know that although Lan Ke was learning kendo, his style was actually more inclined towards practical combat, undoubtedly hoped that Polnareff could teach Lan Ke some "things that should not be taught".

Maybe it was a bit selfish, but in his opinion, even if Lan Ke had the blood of some scum on his hands, it would be better than him getting hurt.

As for why it is the "blood of scum"?

Could the person targeted by Lan Ke be a good person?!

"No problem, I don't have anything to do right now anyway."

"In that case, how about we meet in 'San Francisco' in a month? It just so happens that the 'old man' also wants to meet Narukami..."

Polnareff, who had already started packing his clothes on the other end of the phone, was stunned for a moment.

"Huh? You're telling me today what's going to happen a month from now? No, why a month from now?"

"Exam week is coming soon. After exam week, I promised to take Ming diving, and then we'll go to San Francisco..."

Jotaro Kujo was talking about his next plan, but he was unexpectedly interrupted by Polnareff.

"it is good!"

"In that case, I'll wait for you at your diving spot! We'll fly to San Francisco together. Abdel will be with the 'old man', so we can get together then~"

Polnareff, who had been lying down for a while and was feeling a bit moldy, made a decisive decision.

After all, if his life was quite fulfilling in the past two years, then as almost all the "O traffickers" in Italy were arrested, he became idle. Now that he had found something to do... or something fun, he made the decision without hesitation.

"When the time comes, as long as that kid wants to learn, I will definitely be able to teach him something!"

Polnareff's expression at this moment was extremely arrogant, but he also had the capital to be arrogant.

At the time, Polnareff was only in his twenties but he was already a famous and talented swordsman in France. If it weren't for his sister's tragedy, he would have participated in the Olympics and become an athlete who would go down in history with his swordsmanship.

It's a pity that the tragedy caused Polnareff's fate to go to another extreme.

But even so, he remains a legendary figure in the Italian Mafia.

Although his experience in Egypt was unknown to outsiders due to the lack of witnesses, he was shot in the street by the mafia when he helped "Zi Zha" clean up various drug traffickers.

But everyone thought that Polnareff had demonstrated to everyone what it meant to "cut bullets with a sword", and from then on no one dared to cause trouble for him.

After all, it is impossible to use heavy weapons in the city, and Polnareff is as powerful as a monster.

Because of this, countless people have tried to become his apprentice, but unfortunately Polnareff is not interested in this at all. But who can blame him for the fact that the person who comes to ask for help this time is his good friend, and the object is the child of his benefactor?

Thinking of this, Polnareff, who was holding his phone between his shoulders, unconsciously quickened the pace of packing his suitcase.

Jotaro, who heard the noise from the other side, knew that he could not persuade him. He rubbed his eyebrows and asked a question that made Polnareff a little surprised.

"Polnareff, how...can you drink?"

Although Jotaro's question was a bit strange, he showed an extremely confident expression when he thought about his usual "good drinking tolerance" after every glass of aperitif.

"Of course! I'm super brave!!"

Because Polnareff's voice was so confident, Jotaro, who didn't notice the problem for a moment, also breathed a sigh of relief.

"That should be fine..."

After muttering something quietly, Jotaro told Polnareff the address of his 'old acquaintance's' shop.

At the same time, on the other side, Lan Ke, who was unaware that he was actually injured during the sparring, and who had attracted unnecessary attention from Jotaro Kujo, was walking towards the dojo holding his mobile phone.

The only difference from the past was that there was a figure standing at the door of the locker room.

"Senior?!"

Although he had just been beaten up, Lan Ke was not moved at all, and even behaved more enthusiastically than before. After all, even if he lost this time, he was able to achieve the current record while "tying his own hands and feet", which was already worth being happy about!

As for injuries?

He had long been accustomed to this kind of injury that was not even considered a 'fatal injury'.

Seeing Lan Ke's eyes still full of fighting spirit even though he had just been defeated by her and was even a little uncomfortable walking, Busujima Saeko's eyes became more gentle.

But she was not one of those cumbersome little girls, and she handed the envelope directly to Lan Ke.

Touching the envelope which was much thicker than usual, Lan Ke's eyes suddenly lit up.

He probably guessed the reason, but he felt justified in accepting the money, after all, it was all his hard-earned money.

Seeing the undisguised joy on Lan Ke's face, Busujima Saeko spoke again without wasting any words.

"Narukami-kun, I'll take you to the guest room so you can rest for the night and then go to school tomorrow."

"Excuse me, Senior!!"

Lan Ke's smile was extremely bright...

Chapter 38: The Chaotic Downtown

Although they were also staying there temporarily, Lan Ke didn't know if it was his illusion, but he was still a little uncomfortable compared to the Kujo family. However, as he touched the bulging stack of money in his arms, Lan Ke's face still showed a smile as bright as that of Buddha.

Not until the moon completely disappeared did Lan Ke, with a smile on his face, slowly open his eyes and stretch.

Unfortunately, he had to retract his arms as soon as he stretched them out because they pulled on his wound.

"Let's heal the wound first..."

While muttering to himself, Lan Ke stood up, looked around, took out his cell phone and clicked on the "Alternative Dimension Navigation".

Not long after Lan Ke left, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the door.

"Narukami-kun?"

The other party called out softly, but unfortunately, there was no one in the empty room and no one responded to her.

Busujima Saeko, who was wearing a white singlet, had a somewhat puzzled expression on her face.

After all, in Busujima Saeko's impression, although Lan Ke was like a sponge, trying hard to absorb all kinds of kendo knowledge, what he relied on most was his strong physical fitness and innate fighting instinct.

This fighting instinct is often more obvious when one is injured. If I call him softly outside the door, he should have woken up.

Was it because I slept too deeply, or was it for some other reason?

Busujima Saeko stood in front of the door for a long time, but in the end she did not push open the sliding door in front of her, but slowly left.

Lan Ke, who had no idea what happened after he left, was now greeting Shirou Emiya with a smile.

"Let's go, Rider!"

Looking at the bright smile on Lan Ke's face, Shirou Emiya's eyes suddenly lit up.

"It seems like the leader is very confident about tonight! Maybe he has found a way to conquer this palace?!"

"Oh!"

As the saying goes, the first time is new, the second time is familiar. When Emiya Shirou drove the "Soul Chariot" and took Lan Ke across the bridge again, Lan Ke seemed very calm this time.

"Sizzle~~"

With a sweep, the 'Soul Chariot' left a beautiful trail of fire on the ground and then sped towards the downtown area.

It was obvious that both Lan Ke and Shirou Emiya had learned from their previous failure when they rushed all the way to the "Arasaka Tower" and were surrounded by the police. This time they decided to start exploring from the "downtown area".

After all, they had tried it last time. Although they were wanted in the 'upper town', those people would not take the initiative to enter the 'lower town' to arrest people.

In fact, this is true. Lan Ke and his friends were riding their motorcycles on the streets and no one paid any attention to them.

Seeing this, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems to be just as I thought. Although 'Arasaka Saburo' is the master of the 'Palace', his control over the entire palace is not very strong. I just don't know if it is because his desires exceed the limits of his own control, or because he simply feels subconsciously that he cannot control everything..."

Lan Ke was not talking nonsense.

After all, there are indeed people in this world who don't even dare to dream.

For example, Ze Yuezhi before, even in his dreams he didn’t think he could win the heart of his ‘beloved’, so his ‘beloved’ also existed in the form of a sculpture.

Although he had already conquered a hall with Lan Ke, Shirou Emiya knew that Lan Ke had more experience in this area than him, so he continued to speak along with Lan Ke's words.

"In that case, should we start exploring and gathering intelligence from the 'lower city' where the enemy has weak control?"

"That's right. It seems that it will be more difficult to 'strike directly at Huanglong' this time. We can only..."

"Om~"

Just as Lan Ke was explaining, the 'disaster gem' on his ear suddenly trembled.

Although not as exaggerated as last time, Lan Ke still grabbed Shirou Emiya's shoulders fiercely.

“Rider!!”

This time, without waiting for Lan Ke to continue speaking, Emiya Shirou suddenly turned the steering wheel, and the rear wheels of the "Soul Chariot" that was originally speeding forward suddenly lifted up, as if the whole car was about to overturn.

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But Emiya Shirou twisted his body violently with his own strength.

"boom!!"