Jojo over heaven

7
Forward
If I said I didn't have any indecision about restoring and deciphering the
notebook that Mr. Joutarou Kuujou incinerated in Egypt, I would without a doubt
be lying. Because I felt that to bring those contents that Mr. Kuujou saw as too
unsavory to leave in this world back into it was, on a level of professional ethics
and perhaps an even more fundamental level, an unforgivable and barbaric act.
But at the end of a series of twists and turns, the reason I finally arrived
at accepting this request from the Speedwagon Foundation was, of course, not
unrelated to that of Mr. Kuujou's current memory loss and comatose state. The
Speedwagon Foundation's theory that there may be some hint in the notebook
that can lead to the restoration of Mr. Kuujou's consciousness was, at the very
least, not entirely off base. When I was told that, as someone who owes a great
deal to Mr. Kuujou, I was not in very much of a position to preach about policy,
professional ethics, or simple common sense as a human being. Even if it did not
yield any hints to his restoration, in order to even decipher a part of what caused
Mr. Kuujou to end up in such a state, I will overcome innumerable difficulties to
restore that notebook.
However, if I were to say that that was the only reason I agreed to
decipher the notebook, it would also be a big lie. Truth be told, the first time I
spoke with the Speedwagon Foundation, in other words, when I first learned that
such a notebook had once existed, I must confess that I succumbed to sweet
temptation. I felt strongly that it was something I should not do, but to at least an
equal degree, it was something I felt I wanted to do. The man who once tried to
make the world fall into darkness, Dio Brando. No, maybe it would be more
appropriate to call him Dio Joestar----- Or perhaps simply Dio is best. At any rate,
when learning of the existence of a notebook that a vampire who may have
transcended humanity recorded his goals, there is no researcher who would not
be excited. If I was to speak out without a fear of being mistaken, I was not doing
scholarly work with moral conscience at the forefront of my mind. Mr. Kuujou
had burned it and even the Speedwagon Foundation treated its existence as