〖JJBA - EN〗- Last Judgement

Chapter 12: Spicy moments.

Kolkata, India. December 9th, 1988.

No sooner had they set foot in town than our friends were surrounded by noisy locals, attracted by the arrival of tourists. There were wandering hands everywhere and (Y/N) felt particularly uncomfortable. Fortunately, the five men had almost the reflex to surround her to protect her from the civilians who were a little too touchy.

"Avdol!" Joseph shouted over the crowd. "This is India?!"

"It's a nice country, isn't it?" the Egyptian replied, laughing. "This is precisely what makes its charm!"

"I just had my wallet stolen", Kakyoin sighed.

It was a reaction far more appropriate to his character than the reaction of the man who had taken on his appearance a few days earlier.

"Let's hurry to find a hotel worthy of the name," Joseph cried, on edge. "I can not stand it anymore!"

It didn't take long for them to find a five star hotel. A luxury for (Y/N) who used to sleep in small seedy apartments, or worse, in the streets when she was on mission. So finding herself in the big hotel restaurant drinking chai from golden cups was not at all familiar to her.

"Quiet at last!" Joseph exclaimed.

"It's a matter of habit," Avdol said. "Over time, we appreciate the diversity of this country."

"I like it", Jotaro added after a moment of silence. "I quite like this place."

"Are you serious Jotaro?!" his grandfather cried. "Is this not a joke?"

The teenager shrugged.

"It's quite a culture shock," Polnareff added, getting up from the table. "I don't know if I would get used to it. Excuse me, where is the bathroom?"

A waiter showed him the way and he started to walk away, his bag on his shoulders.

"Jean Pierre! What are you ordering?" (Y/N) asked, looking up from the menu Kakyoin was holding.

"Choose for me! I want something extra. A dish worthy of my palate as a fine French gourmet."

He walked away, leaving everyone dubious. Without looking up from the menu, Kakyoin retorted sarcastically.

"So anything really. That is at his level."

His comrades let out a few bursts of laughter. Even Jotaro cracked a smile. While the others continued their conversation, Kakyoin leaned over to put the menu card back under (Y/N)'s nose, pointing to a few dishes that the young woman probably didn't know.

"Do you know about Aloo Bombay? It's a kind of potato curry, it's very good. Otherwise, I recommend the chicken tikka masala. It's a classic even for you Westerners.

- She'll never be able to eat so many spices", Jotaro added, interfering in the conversation.

"Pffft! I bet you that I can eat all this without even being hot!

- Prove it.

- (Y/N)", Kakyoin continued in a calm voice, "don't make yourself sick for one of your stupid games.

- Ha, you don't know me well! Bet accepted Jojo! I would take a little of all the spicy dishes on this menu!"

The two Japanese teenagers exchanged a knowing look, convinced that she would never last. But the young woman was too proud not to take up such a challenge. The dishes were brought and she was already starting to salivate. So many colors and scents, it could only be a delight for the palate.