〖JJBA - EN〗- Last Judgement

Chapter 80: Deflated.

Naples, Italy. April 5th, 2001.

"Are we going on a cruise? So cool!" Narancia exclaimed.

"Since when do you have a boat?" Mista asked.

"I will rent it", Bucciarati replied.

"Say, Bucciarati... Please don't take number four! We'd sink!

- Again now?" Fugo sighed. "You can see that it floats!

- Shut up! You just have to take it yourself!"

While the others were busy renting a boat, Narancia was pulling (Y/N) with him to buy him lots of chips and sodas for the road. No doubt, he knew very well who to turn to to get just about everything he wanted. And when they were finally on board the boat, she was the only one he wanted to share with. Sitting against (Y/N), headphones on his ears plugged into a radio, Narancia was frantically tapping the rhythm of the music he was listening to, annoying Mista who was only looking to read and enjoy the trip.

"Hey Narancia, are you listening to me?

- Eh?" the teenager said, lifting his headphones to hear him better.

"In all your stuff there, did you buy cans? Can you give me one? I'll pay you back.

- We never see the money with you! And anyway (Y/N)'s the one that bought everything!

- Who cares, come on! Hand it over, please!

- Narancia, give him a can", (Y/N) ordered, raising her sunglasses to give them an authoritative look.

"Pfff, you're too nice", Narancia sighed, looking in the cooler. "Cola? Sprite?

- A Cola... no, a Sprite actually! Because it's transparent.

- Take it.

- Too kind!

- It's (Y/N) you have to thank...

- Hold this book for me."

Out of the corner of her eye, and behind her sunglasses, (Y/N) was watching him. Mista opened his can, and picking up his magazine, he spilled his soda on Narancia's radio set, who didn't notice anything. Until the device sparkled and the music in his ears stopped.

"Damn, it doesn't work anymore! How come it's brand new?? I'm going to catch the seller, he's going to hear me, this asshole!"

Mista took a sip of his remaining soda, smirking. And without even moving a finger, (Y/N) used Hierophant Green to grab him by the ankle and throw him overboard. He let out a cry of surprise, followed by a loud "splash" that caught everyone's attention. Looking surprised, Narancia turned to (Y/N) who was still sunbathing as if nothing had happened.

"Well? What did he do?

- Ruined the music.

- (Y/N) YOU BITCH GET ME BACK IN!!

- I can not hear shit.

- (Y/N)", Bucciarati sighed. "Bring him back up.

- YEAH, HURRY UP, I'M NOT SWIMMING FAST ENOUGH!!

- How do we ask?

- PLEASE!!"

A satisfied smile on her face, she went to fish him out of the sea with her Stand, to bring him back a little violently on board the boat. Drenched, he insulted her with every name but stopped very quickly when he met Bucciarati's glare. At this moment, he groaned in a low voice. Hand in a bag of crisps that Narancia was holding out to her, (Y/N) asked, not without having refrained from laughing: