Wanderlust [Stardust Crusader]

Chapter 3

"You're seriously behind time as usual, Polnareff. Have a seat so we can finally discuss what we're going to do if Soul Sacrifice attacks us," Avdol chided, his tone tinged with impatience.

You intervened, noticing the exhaustion evident in the appearance of the tall man with silvery hair leaning against the door frame, blood seeping onto his skin. "I think he's already taken care of it," you said, gesturing towards Polnareff's worn-out state.

"I want to s-sleep," Polnareff weakly muttered, his voice barely audible as he struggled to stay conscious.

Without hesitation, you summoned your stand to heal his wounds, the ethereal entity enveloping him in a soft glow as it worked its magic. Once he was stabilized, you gently levitated the unconscious man towards the couch, ensuring he was comfortable.

Meanwhile, Phanes, your stand, displayed a screen in your line of vision, revealing the image of the enemy sitting lifelessly in a toilet cubicle. With a snap of your fingers, you transported the corpse into the room, dropping it harshly onto the carpet.

Joseph screeched in horror at the sight of the mangled corpse, its features barely recognizable due to the gruesome scrape on its head. His reaction was filled with shock and revulsion along with others. However, you merely stared at the scene with disinterest.

"Phanes," your Stand looked at you attentively, its turquoise eyes glinting with mischief. "Mingle its body to ashes."

Phanes obeyed your command without hesitation. With a flicker of psychic energy, the room was filled with an ethereal glow as the remains of the enemy and any potential evidence were transformed into ashes, leaving no trace of the unsettling presence.

Everything within the radius was later obliterated, and you soon discovered that another person had died in the same location - a staff member from the hotel. The realization struck, reminding you that despite the power of your Stand to manipulate various elements, once a person had died, there was no way to bring them back to life.

Shortly after, a set of authority officials unexpectedly stopped by to investigate the mess. They seized the muscle headed Polnareff after he gained consciousness, likely suspecting his involvement. Facepalming, you realized you had completely disregarded something important - the presence of a witness.

"Oh well, enjoy your free trial in imprisonment. I guess"

After being released, thanks to your family's connections securing a decent lawyer, Polnareff couldn't resist bickering about your supposed failed attempt to keep him from being arrested. He whined persistently, expressing his irritation at the turn of events. Kakyoin, ever playful, joined in on the teasing, amplifying Polnareff's irritation and turning the situation into a playful banter.

"Hey, have you seen that blabbermouth?" you asked, scanning the area with a casual glance.

"What do y- oh, you mean Anne, she's still in the hotel," Kakyoin answered, and a moment of silence enveloped the conversation. It was a rare, casual moment without the threat of random Stand users. However, the tranquility was abruptly cut off when someone's stomach began to grumble. Polnareff cheeks puffed up, coated with a rosy tint, and he shortly looked away in embarrassment.

"Perhaps we could stroll and try some street foods in this place?" Kakyoin suggested, a lighthearted smile playing on his lips.

Embracing the idea, the six of you prepared to roam around the town. The remaining adults opted not to join, leaving your butler to escort the group. Given your current financial situation, you didn't object to this arrangement. The mop of pinkish-red hair pardoned himself for a minute, realizing he forgot to carry his wallet. As all of you waited outside and were surprised when he came back almost immediately.

"We could not afford to miss the day, wouldn't we?"

You picked anything strawberry flavored, and merrily shared it with others. You were pleased when you saw a dolphin-shaped cotton candy, and promptly bought it but got shocked that a certain delinquent purchased the same thing.

"What?" he muttered angrily, but you simply shook your head and continued chewing your food quietly. Internally, you couldn't help but cackle, thinking that this could be excellent blackmail material someday.

It happened all too quickly. Several female tourists surrounded both of you, their excited chatter filling the air. Some pleaded if you could take a photo with them, and you agreed with a warm smile. As you posed for the photo, they squeezed you tightly between them in appreciation, inadvertently suffocating you in the process.

Suddenly, a large hand yanked your shirt, and you looked up to see the human tank, a scowl adorning his features, clearly displeased with the overwhelming attention you both were receiving.

"Fuck off," he said with a snide, and you glanced apologetically at the ladies. Both of you moved, more like you were being dragged to the next stall, and you noticed the others were already there as well.

"Two coconut juice please"

"Make that four" you added, grinning at the vendor before scampering away from the Juggernaut. You reached into the pouch your butler had given you to get coins when Kakyoin unexpectedly offered to cover the cost. Naturally, you didn't say 'no'- Grateful for the gesture, you happily accepted, savoring the prospect of enjoying coconut juice without spending a single coin.

But a man suddenly snatched his wallet, and your eyes widened in shock while Jotaro watched the scene unfold. Kakyoin's stand then emerged, its tendrils wrapping around its legs, and you assumed that it would be over once he retrieved his belongings. However, you were greatly mistaken when you witnessed the teenager taking matters into his own hands, ruthlessly beating up the thief.

"I despise when someone as filthy as a dog's feces touches the things that I own," He growled with an unsettling intensity.

"Kakyoin, damn it, snap out of it! You already took your wallet," Jotaro yelled at his friend, but Kakyoin ignored him, continuing to mercilessly maim the spine and arms of the burglar. Fed up with his attitude, a stick materialized in your left hand. It flew automatically in his direction, swerving under your control before applying enough force to interrupt his violent actions.

"That hurts, Zeppeli-san. You could just ask me to stop, you know," you furrowed your eyebrows at the crazed gaze the high school student directed toward you. The broom shifted seamlessly into a spear, edging it closer to his neck with force. It was a swift and assertive movement, aimed at putting an end to the escalating situation.

"Who are you?" you asked coldly, maintaining a stern demeanor. Your gaze bore into his, demanding an explanation for his erratic behavior.

"I am Kakyoin Noriaki. Who else might I be?"