[JOJO] Do my best

Chapter 1

[JOJO] Do my best

Author: Akira Midai

I spend many winter days alone.

I have been in the dark for a long time.

But you've always been in my heart.

I firmly believe in my promise to you.

I hope you are safe somewhere. *

Bless you, Trish.

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The sky was full of stars, and she couldn't find the star that she had made a wish with in the long river. The gurgling stream flowing under the moonlight, no matter how broken it was, the rose color could not disappear.

No matter where you are at the moment.

I only wish you could enjoy this bright moon with me.

That's it.

*The first half of the copy is "Promise with you" by Akira Osemura

The author can't write emotional lines, and the writing is sloppy.

And, this work is still the type of bitterness and hatred, those who are unwell, please escape by yourself.

In addition, the update time is uncertain, and there is no manuscript saved, so what you write counts.

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Search keywords: Protagonist: Stella Miller┃Supporting roles: Trish, JO5 Guard, Moldy Octopus┃Others:

One sentence introduction: May the world continue to be lively, and may I still be me.

Chapter 1

[Grab her. 】

--don't want.

【Stella, hide! 】

--do not go……

【Where are you going, Stella? 】

--sorry.

【Who told you to escape?coward. 】

The bed under Stella made a loud bang, and she was able to escape from the dream just now and open her eyes.Aiden's brown hair and his stinky face came into sight, and the boy didn't have the slightest sense of trespassing on the girl's room—because they lived together.

Aiden: "What are you muttering, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!"

His face really stinks.Reminds Stella of the clothes she just changed yesterday. She wore that dress for three days, and it was stained with the blood of a lot of gangsters and rebels, and each piece of it was formed into pitch-black lumps. Can't get it off.And she didn't know the dust billowing on the ground or on the walls, grass clippings maybe?All in all it was dirty and smelly.

Just like Caden's face now.

Carden probably just came back to sleep after performing the task, and was woken up by her before he fell asleep.

Stella felt that Carden would most likely want to beat her up now, but she didn't want to be beaten up at night.

"Oh, I'm having a nightmare."

Stella sat up with a white face, her clothes and sheets were simmered by her body temperature, and she felt that her back was almost soaked when she got up.No, not just the back, she looked like she was just picked out of the water.

"There's a lot of shit."

Carden, with his messy hair, turned around to pour water, taking advantage of this gap, Stella quickly stripped herself naked.They didn't bring much clothes this time, only two or three sets for each person. Stella scrapped one set yesterday (no matter how hard she rubbed it, the blood stains on it couldn't be cleaned), and now there is one left in the closet Plain white dress.

Regardless of the sweat still hanging on the back of her neck, she put the skirt on.

Kaden next to her has long been used to her style, but he also looked away gentlemanly when Stella was changing clothes.He turned his gaze back only after the sound of cloth rubbing stopped, and shook the thing in his other hand towards Stella while sipping the water in the glass.

It was the only bottle of orange juice left in the small refrigerator.

"Drink something sweet."

Stella took it and drank it directly. The sweet and slightly sour taste dispelled the bad mood very well. It felt like soaking the Tianling Gai in ice water and bubbling bubbles.She gulped down all the sweet water. She hadn't felt the feeling of having a lot of sweet liquid in her mouth for nearly a year. She was really happy to be able to feel refreshed for once this night.

"Is it better? Get better and go to sleep."

"belch--."

"... Tsk." Stupid.

Kaden reached out and messed up Stella's hair. His palms held knives all year round, and many calluses had been worn out in his jaws. Even as a boy, as a male, his palms were much wider than Stella's.Maybe it's because he has experienced Caden's straight man operation no less than a hundred times, but he didn't expect that he would touch his head to kill him, and the girl was a little dazed while holding the jar.

The jar in his hand was taken away, and Caden hooked Stella's shoulders and took him to another bed, "Go to sleep." Stella frowned at the uncompromising tone, and covered her with a strange-smelling quilt. As she came up she reached out and grabbed Carden by the sleeve.

"how about you?"

"I'm going to take care of the weapon." Caden's expression was a bit unclear under the moonlight outside, but she could feel that his breath was very gentle now.

"Where do you sleep?"

"You don't care where I sleep, do you still sleep?"

"But your quilt smells so bad." Choking to death.

"...Stinky bitch, you really talk a lot! Close your eyes for me!"

Stella closed her eyes.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and the person on the bed opened his eyes expressionlessly, stared at the ceiling for a while, and then slowly closed them.

After that, Stella seemed to have another dream. She stared at the ceiling until she couldn't remember the specific content. She couldn't help cursing SHIT in a low voice.

"Who are you scolding? Get up and wash up when you wake up."

Carden's complexion was even worse than last night, like a boy who had been squeezed dry by the rich women in the nightclub in the center of Naples - she was joking.

Taking away the weird literary magazine from Stella's hand, Kaden poured white peach juice into the glass in her hand, and signaled Lattes to eat obediently with his eyes.

——The real murderer.

Stella took a mouthful of a sandwich and a mouthful of white peach juice, absently counting the old lines on the table.

After breakfast, she had to bring two wooden bins to clean up Polpo's subordinates. Who knew what those people under his command were thinking.

——Forcing beggars at the end of the alley to deliver goods, or hiding them in their stomachs.

Usually doing this kind of activity is either in an alley or some dark and shady corner, but this time it began to harm people who could not resist.

This kind of shameless behavior of getting money fast and high risk, and also squeezing a wave of people at the bottom is really disgusting.The guy who would choose to sell this kind of thing has no idea who to sell his soul to, probably even the devil wouldn't want it, such a dirty thing.

After all, it sounds very unappetizing.

Sighing lightly, Stella walked out from the dark place at the end of the alley, and behind her lay several dead corpses in wooden warehouses.The girl in a white dress walked up to the shivering beggar, and white smoke from bullets was still coming out of the hanging wooden barn mouth.

"Please, please...let me go..."

Stella put away the wooden cang, grabbed his hands protecting his head and checked carefully.There was no obvious trauma on the wrist, and there was no trace of injection. Judging by his complexion... only the sallow complexion caused by hunger, and he was not very excited.

"【sewingdoll (sewing doll)】——!"

A slender figure with patches of different colors emerged from behind Stella, and her wooden hands made a clicking sound like a puppet.The ten fingers are connected with a thin silver thread, which cannot be noticed without looking carefully.

With a strange cry, the humanoid opened its hands and inserted it straight into the beggar's abdomen. The spurted blood soaked his pants, and his body twitched unnaturally due to the forced entry of the foreign object.

"Hey...!"

Bag after bag of powdery substance was taken out, and the doll re-sewed it up after confirming that there was nothing extra inside except internal organs.

But in the blink of an eye, all the abnormalities of the beggar disappeared.

He still looked timid, looking at Stella with fear in his eyes.

"Buonafortuna (good luck)."

Stella let go, stood up and took two steps back, nodded to the people on the ground and left the alley.

The thing that was taken out just now was put into the condom very badly by those guys. This thing is latex, and the gastric juice of the human body is not acidic enough, so it corrodes relatively slowly.

But, may God bless that this thing didn't leak a single bag.

Stella didn't have time to check the bags one by one. She used a double to lift the cover of the sewer, and then violently dismantled all the condoms, letting them roll into the sewer to swim with the waste water.

——See you again, bastard.

Chapter 2

It's raining.

When everyone else was in a hurry, only the girl in a white skirt holding a black umbrella in the crowd was not in a hurry.In the gray, the girl seems to be the only color in it. This white is walking slowly against the flow of people. During this period, some people who are walking in a hurry bumped into them, and because of inertia, the person staggered and cursed impatiently. A few words, and walked forward against the drizzle.

"What's the matter?" Kaden's doubtful voice came from the other end of the mobile phone, and it sounded a little distorted through a cold electronic object, "Go on." Rubbing the bumped place, Stella held up the umbrella Turn into the alley.

It has been two days since Stella destroyed those things, and Tracy didn't mention anything other than giving new instructions.Yesterday's behavior can be regarded as a test for her above, to test whether Tracy has set up an eyeliner on Naples, after all, there is a sea across, and it is not easy to keep an eye on her and Caden.

Tracy's direct boss was not Polpo in the Naples prison, but the gang leader with a transparent identity, who didn't know his name, appearance, or even his gender.I usually rely on sending emails to give orders. The content of the emails is as ambiguous as TA himself. Every time Tracy interprets it, her expression stinks. This woman has contributed all her IQ to her shit-like garbage research on.Then the task of deciphering the mail will be willfully thrown on the three of them, so that