33 From The Future (2/2)

”Was that … really a joke?” but then, she asks that with a questioning gaze while tilting her head a little. ”I don't know, for some reason, I don't feel like I can just laugh it off.”

Didn't know women in 1856 were so anime, but … but … that's nice.

”Iiirriiiuumm!!!” A clown says my name like a clown would and, ”You alright, buddy? Feeling emotional or something there?”

”What!?” I say with an angry face, ”Do I, the man with a Jotarou face, look emotional too?”

I mean, it's not like Jotarou's face ever changes no matter what emotion he is feeling so that's that. And before toxic JoJo's fans and memers start bashing the book saying, ”There was that one time when his face changed …” Yeah, whatever! That one time was rat-time.

”You definitely look emotional to me.” Adonia says a bit awkwardly, ”Don't know who this Jotarou is but if that is how he looks, he probably is quite a soft and gentle person.”

Wow! So Pure, So Flirtatious! Actually, the second part isn't even there, I just like to feel like it is.

”No, no, that's not a Jotarou face he is making at all.” Danny however, being the third wheel, says, ”If I were to say who he looks like at present, he looks like Luffy from One Piece when he cries.”

Wait! What!? I mean, I consider being compared to Luffy a compliment but – WHEN HE CRIES? That's freaking horrible. What the hell do I look at this moment? Like a younger version of Donald Trump having a hat above him and drowning in … *cough* white fluid *cough*.

”So anyway,” I immediately change the subject as I realize this conversation isn't going anywhere (not because I was getting ashamed or anything, a-alright?), ”You think Danny isn't lying when he says we are from the future?”

I bring the conversation back to the topic, which is, why do her boobs look smaller than a C-Cup to me? Okay no, the topic is something else, even though that is obviously a bigger question.

”No, I don't think you're lying, although believing something like this is also quite hard.” She says with a smile and,

”Then would you believe me if I said you are my wife, or to-be-wife at least?” I ask straight-forwardly. If she remembers something or there's some other kind of other force working in a way that she is being made to believe us then it is better to just go all out.

”Eh?”

”Hah!”

The doctor looks at me in disgust.

”Bloody opportunist! Guards, throw this man out of here!” while I would really like to know why you were listening with interest whenever Adonia said anything and why your attitude changes so much when you are talking to me, I while keep that to myself right now, as I have defend myself against two elephants in human skin.

”W-Wait!” before I even do anything though, Adonia puts up her hand and says, ”I think … I think that too is something I'm being compelled to believe.”

Hearing that, I can't help but smile. Well, I am smiling because that means that there's some connecting force here that's working in our favor and we will probably find what we need to do here soon enough because of that force.

T-There's absolutely no other reason to smile here, b-baka! No, I'm not tsundere, shut up! We have already established that the author can't write tsunderes. Now, shut up! Stop laughing! Stop meme-ing! Bloody, heartless people!

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