The reader is a girl who's stuck in JJBA. She's now in a male body. She knows the story, and an angel is willing to help her. The angel will tell her what's going on.
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Jonathan's father lay in his bed close to a fireplace. "Mr Joestar, do you need anything?" I ask. "No, I'm quite alright Y/n. Thank you," Jonathan's father said, smiling. "How are you feeling, Father?" Dio asks. "Better, except for this 'cough'," Mr. Joestar said, coughing again. "The doctors have suggested hospitalization," he said. "You mustn't concern yourself with that, Father," Dio said.
"Eh Huh?" Both Jonathan and I said. "Hospitals don't cure anyone. They're only after profits," Dio said. "Hm..." Jonathan's father said. "I won't go. Home is where I will stay. My chest pain has dissipated, and the swelling in my hands seem to have subsided," Jonathan's father said.
"I shall go prepare some tea to help calm your nerves," I said, getting up from the chair and leaving the room.
After a few minutes, I came back into the room with a tea set. Setting the tea set down on a table, I moved my hair to the side. Unbeknownst to me, Dio and Jonathan were watching me before I served the tea to Jonathan's father.
He takes a sip from the tea and smiles. "You always make the best tea to calm someone, Y/n," Jonathan's father said, making me smile. 'This seems far more serious than a cold,' I thought. "Oh, and congratulations on your victory today," Jonathan's father said.
"Eh? You already heard?" Jonathan said. "Yes, Y/n told me," Jonathan's father said, while I laughed, making the boys blush a bit.
"I'm very pleased. I'm proud to have such excellent sons," Jonathan's father said, his voice filled with admiration. "Jonathan, Dio, would you two like some tea?" I asked, directing my question to one of them. "Yes, please," both of them replied in unison. With a warm smile, I began pouring tea into their cups. "Here you go," I said as I handed the fragrant tea to Jonathan and Dio.
As they took a sip of the tea, a sense of relaxation instantly washed over Jonathan and Dio. "This tea is truly magnificent. I wonder what it's like to have him become a house husband and cook for me," Dio thought, his mind wandering with a playful curiosity.
"Y/n's tea always makes a person feel better and calm," Jonathan thought, appreciating the soothing effect it had on him. Suddenly, Jonathan's father spoke up, acknowledging Dio's achievements. "I heard you did particularly well, Dio," he said, his voice brimming with pride.
"Follow your dreams. I shall support your endeavors. You are family," Jonathan's father declared, his words filled with unwavering support. Unbeknownst to the others, Dio sent a glare in his direction, accompanied by a mischievous smirk.
"I will forever be indebted to you for lifting me out of poverty. My desire is to make you proud," Dio expressed, his voice tinged with gratitude and determination. Throughout the exchange, Jonathan observed Dio closely, his gaze never wavering, while I stood nearby, quietly taking in the scene.
In the peaceful and comfortable library, I often found solace. Sometimes, I would bring Ruby, a companion who had grown dear to me, into my room or the library. Over time, I began to develop deep feelings for Ruby, a connection that went beyond friendship and touched my heart in a profound way.
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