"Secondly..."
"I'm a married man!"
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Josen's voice rang with righteousness, but it made everyone's eyes twitch.
"Good grief... so it's fine if a girl throws herself at you?"
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Hearing Jotaro take on the rare role of the wisecracker, Josen gave the handsome young man a surprised look, then pondered. "Emmm... with girls, it mostly depends on their looks! Ehe~~"
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"J-Josen-kun..."
Having lunged at empty air, Mr. Popo dropped to his knees on the floor. Instead of getting up, he looked up at Josen with pleading eyes and asked, "My sister... has she really come back to life?"
Although his voice no longer trembled, the question clearly held the strongest emotion this man, as an older brother, had ever felt in his life.
Everyone's gazes converged on Josen, who was hiding behind Jotaro.
Seeing this, he immediately stopped fooling around.
He stepped out from behind that reassuring mountain and helped the pleading Mr. Popo up with one hand, nodding. "Don't worry. To her, she just had a nap."
Mr. Popo took a deep breath and slowly let it out.
He had thought he would never see his dear sister again in his lifetime. This was already the best possible outcome.
"...Thank you, Josen-kun!"
"Aw, come on!"
Josen pulled Mr. Popo up and gave his trousers a pat as he said, "What are you thanking me for? Aren't we comrades?"
"Hehe..." Back on his feet, the burly Mr. Popo shed tears again, but his face, scrunched up like a chrysanthemum, wore a heartfelt, goofy grin. "Then that gives me even more reason to go back!"
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