𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓉 ⁽ᴶᵒᵗᵃᴷᵃᵏ⁾

𝓃𝒾 𝒿𝓊𝓊 𝓎𝑜𝓃

It didn't take long for them to finally arrive at the ryokan, it's a type of Traditional Japanese inn that typically feature tatami-matted rooms and communal baths. It's kinda similar with Kujo's house actually but more luxury at some point.

Joseph parks the car, he didn't have the time to turn off the engine yet Jotaro already getting out from the car. He can't stay in there any minutes more. Stay there all the way after the awkwardness moment was enough torture for him.

"Did you find this place all by yourself huh, Joseph?" Jotaro raises one of his eyebrow, pure disbelieve painted on his face. He didn't know that Joseph is that kind of person, he thought that the man will find somewhere more crowded with people and yet here there are in the most peaceful place.

"My friend helped me. Oh and actually, speaking of that-" Joseph reaches out his phone, checking the battery and the phone connection. Gladly, there is no problems with the connection but his battery is almost half. He search something in his contact, probably searching for someone's number.

Polnareff getting out from the car, his eyes are shining, his mouth agape in awe. "C'est tellement beau j'adore ça." He mumbles under his breath. Smiling gently while his eyes roaming around the sight infront of him.

"Here he goes again, speaking in his true habitat." Kakyoin jokes as he following Polnareff's gaze while commenting about how beautiful the inn is. It was surrounded by trees, full blown of flowers. A stream of river flowing at the side. The sight is so pleasant to look at.

"I don't know what you were saying, but somehow I agree with you." Kakyoin continues, he look at Polnareff offers him triumphant smile. Feeling proud of himself, the fact that someone actually agreed to him make him feels pleased.

"This is so beautiful, I love it." Polnareff says it, translating the sentence he said before. All three teens nodding along, agreeing to Polnareff's statement. It is indeed heavenly, all the regrets or exhaustion in their mind are long forgotten.

"Alright, he said that he is already inside. Let's moving on, can't let them wait for too long!" Joseph flashing his hundred dollars smile while taking his own stuff out from the back trunk of the car.

Walking off without any explanation to the other, making them wondering who he meant by 'him'. Probably he just planned all of these, meeting with his friend here or something similar. Well, let just hope nothing bad will happen. Joseph can be trusted after all.

As they hurriedly following what Joseph did and went to, taking out their own stuff which gladly none of them brought more than one bag. They found Joseph talking to a man, about his height. Average to above-average height and slim to middling build.

The man have dark hair of middling volume, flowing slightly back and apart from his face, and a trim mustache of medium length. A light surface trails from the bottom of his eyes to points aside his mouth ; scored by thin, black, horizontal lines.

The pattern on his face is somehow familiar, Kakyoin swear that he have seen it once somewhere. He tried and tried to remember, but no one comes to his mind. Thus, he decided to stop trying to remember. If he forgot, then it must not be important. Right?

"Hey guys! Here, here. Quick!" Joseph can't form any sentence correctly due to the exhaustion, it was a long ride indeed but it will be worth it for sure, he will make sure of it. "So guys, this is my friend from college. He was the one I mentioned before."