Vento Oreo

Epilogue

After Giorno was promoted, life went back to normal. For the gang, at least. I was still in a daze, finding it hard to believe what's happened the past week. Whenever I think back to it, I can't help but smile and feel all fluffy inside.

I also searched up the meaning behind the bleeding heart flower. Turns out that the colors have a corresponding message, and that there's a tale for the flower, too.

Bleeding hearts can mean many things, but I think the message Giorno had intended to give was compassion and spiritual connection. I've also come to believe that rather than the symbolism being directed towards me, I think it's supposed to represent our fallen leader more.

The flower is supposed to teach us to be compassionate toward others, no matter how hard it is to forgive certain things. And that is exactly what Bruno did. Despite what had happened, he continued to be kind to people, even when joining the mafia. He even taught others to do the same thing.

As for spiritual connections, the bleeding heart flower symbolizes connections that go beyond life and death.

And I believe that the color white is not only there because it matches his color scheme, but also because it is rare. White bleeding hearts can be given as a gift for those you find to be kind and generous. Bucciarati is a genuinely kind and generous person who is well-known for helping out the community; a rare thing to find in society.

Giorno and I continued going to school and managed to sign Narancia up too. I tutored him until we found Fugo, to which the duo had a heartwarming reunion.

Abbacchio became a Capo and Mista, Narancia, and Fugo turned into Giorno's elite guards.

And I can't forget about La Squadra, of course.

They were accepted back into Passione, along with a raise in payment, and Risotto was promoted to Capo as well.

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"What do you plan on doing, now that we've graduated?" Giorno asks as I help him clean out his dorm room.

"I'm not too sure yet. I guess I'll just see what life throws at me." I reply, placing some books in a box.

I take notice of one of them being Les Miserables. My lips turn up into a tiny smile as I remember the small character information pages in the manga.

"Hey, this is your favorite musical, right?" I mention, lifting up the book.

"Yeah." He answers.

A few quiet minutes pass before he speaks up again.

"So, you're not going to stay in Passione?"

"I mean, I wasn't even part of it in the first place." I say, "Look, I may have done some messed up shit during our adventure, but I don't want my life to depend on crime, as awesome as it sounds."

He doesn't talk.

"But if you need me, feel free to call anytime."

The two of us soon finish and I help him carry the boxes to his car. With the help of my Stand, of course.

We head to the mansion that he now calls home thanks to the money he gets from his occupation and carry the boxes into there.

When the two of us finish, the door suddenly bursts open.