Golden Tears on the Angel's Wing

Chapter 17: The First Order from the Boss

The white-haired girl stood up to her full height and walked over to Sale's body. Looking him over, it didn't seem like Mista's attack wasn't enough to kill him. Sale's body was twitching about as he gurgled in the small puddle of blood. "I have to give him some respect for his will to survive." She said. Mista glanced over to her, briefly wondering what she meant when he nearly jumped when he saw that Sale was still alive.

"Man, he's still hanging on, with a bullet to the brain, no less. I guess his Stand really is invincible. I know Bucciarati told me not to kill him, but..." Mista said, trailing off a bit. Not sure what to do with him since he wasn't sure if Sale would be able to provide any answers or what once he brings him back to the others, but hopefully they'll think of something. He blinked when a shadow loomed over him and looked up to see the girl standing in front of him before she kneeled to his level. Her dark brown eyes stared down at his bullet wound. Her eyes softened and she gently reached toward it. Her fingers stopped just at the edge of the wound. Mista couldn't help but blush deep red when the mysterious girl had gotten close to him. She looked so cute and he still had no idea who she was or how she even got on this truck.

"You're bleeding quite a lot there...but I don't think it's anything too serious. You're lucky that the bullet had gone straight through. We should get you back and get that treated, but for now..." She softly trailed off as she raised her hand just slightly and Mista was left in slight amazement as he saw silk threads leave from her fingertips and began covering his wound. Blocking it to prevent any more blood loss. "Wh-whoa..! Wait, are you a Stand user?" He questioned.

"This should help you until you get proper treatment, just try...not..to..." The girl's voice was lost on her when she raised her gaze to meet Mista's solid onyx eyes. She blinked once. Staring deeply into his eyes and taking his image in. Now that she was looking at him more closely like this...

The girl startled Mista when she suddenly shot up to her feet and walked toward the edge of the truck and lead down to look into the driver's side window, her sudden appearance had scared the man. "Excuse me, do pardon the intrusion, but someone is injured and in dire need of medical attention. Please, take us back to the harbour." She says to him. Hoping she sounded polite.

"Who the heck are you?! What?! What was going on up there?! I'm so confused!!" He shouted.

"I understand, sir, and I deeply apologise. But please, sir, turn the truck around." The girl says before pulling her head back and leaving the driver in a state of frozen confusion and fear. The Driver let out a small whine but obeyed her request. Though her expressionless face freaked him out, she at least sounded considerate. More or less. The Driver started the truck up again, turning it around to go back down the mountain. The girl straightened the skirt of her dress as she sat down on the truck. She sighed as she closed her eyes. This was...an experience. But it was only to help serve as a learning one for her. She was new to this just as the others are as they've only been told by their own leader of the ins and outs of Passione and how they work and who to trust. 'At least we've met up with someone from Bucciarati's team. This means he must have arrived on the island as well. I should go back to the rendezvous once I'm back at the harbour and give my report.' She thought to herself.

They arrived back at the marina, just in time for the boat to make it safely to the harbour, the girl gracefully floated towards the ground before turning around using her ability to help Mista and Sale get down safely, though Mista let out a small yell when he was suddenly pulled up by the back of his shirt. When she saw that Mista was stable enough to stand on his feet, she turned and began to walk away. "H-hey, wait!" Mista called out. The girl stopped and froze a bit, feeling her heart flutter. She looked over her shoulder and met Mista's gaze. "Just who are you? You look like you're the same age as Aria. Why did you help me?" He asked. Mista wasn't sure why at the time, but for some reason, he felt that the girl wasn't a threat to him. She stayed by him and even attempted to protect him if his plan had failed. If she was an enemy aiming to get the ten billion lira, she would've ended him the moment Sale failed.