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Regardless, Jonathan's woman--- the daughter of a doctor, Erina
Pendolton, was a bizarre woman. No, perhaps the word bizarre isn't quite right.
That may be emotional, unfair disparagement.
But she was an odd woman.
If it were not for her, the Joestar bloodline surely would not have
continued to the present. Far from it, I would likely have been utterly successful
in my plan of crushing Jonathan's heart.
I may not have become immortal and have eternal youth, but as the next
head of the Joestar Family, I believe I would have lived a heavenly life.
I'd have lived like I was in heaven.
I would have been happy.
I could have taken back that life--- the life that was always being taken
away from me.
Soon after Jonathan had made me cry--- after thinking over my own
quick temper, I thought to go see what she was up to.
I was not thinking of apologizing.
I would never do such a thing.
I had simply become interested in her.---Having had her lips taken by
me, but then regaining her pride by washing her lips in muddy water, she piqued
my interest. I was interested in how she "regained" something that was "taken"
from her.
As someone who would unhesitatingly commit such a foolish act
befitting of my mother--- I was not thinking of how to meet her, far from it, I
intended to observe her from afar.
But even that was not granted to me.
Due to the circumstances regarding her parent's work or some such
thing, the girl disappeared from our town.--- The circumstances of her parent's
work? Such a thing sounds awfully convenient.