Go back to the past, summon the Stardust Crusaders, and avert all those tragedies??!
As incredible as Don Quixote's words sounded, Jean Pierre Polnareff could not help being drawn in. His emotions made him temporarily set reason aside, and he began to yearn for that future, one that seemed like a dream.
But soon, the mental fortitude he had built over many years allowed him to once again consider the best course of action from a rational perspective.
Even setting aside the utterly incredible prospect of returning to the past, Don Quixote's words had broken him out of his rigid thinking.
It was true that his communications with the outside world had been cut off all this time. All of Italy was under a communications blockade, and he had been unable to contact anyone outside.
But now that Don Quixote was here, things were different. Clearly, his contact with the outside world was no longer cut off.
And if that was the case, he could reach out to two old friends again and enlist their help.
Joseph Joestar and Jotaro Kujo.
But...
Fifty days of friendship, a lifetime of brotherhood.
Merely thinking of those two made Polnareff's emotions overpower his reason. He could barely suppress his longing for the incredible plan Don Quixote had described.
Go back to the past and save the Stardust Crusaders?
And could that save my little sister too...?
"Heh heh heh. Looks like your heart has already found what it wants."
The corners of Don Quixote's eyes lifted uncontrollably as well, his words brimming with temptation.
He was the spitting image of the big bad wolf luring Little Red Riding Hood.
"How could something so unbelievable even be possible...?"
"Heh heh heh. Why wouldn't it be? If Stands that can rewind time exist, then there's