It was the middle of summer and the town was bustling with people, teenagers living life as they pleased since school wasn’t taking up their entire day. Caesar was settled behind the counter of her bakery, listening to the sound of children laughing in the park across the street. She was leaning against the counter, her eyes closed lightly as she listened to the world around her, ears twitching at any new sound falling within her range of hearing.
What a lovely, quiet little town. I’m glad I settled down here instead of Tokyo. Caesar thought to herself in her dreamy daze. She did look like she was about to passout outside of her thoughts, since she’d been standing there with her eyes closed for so long. They weren’t busy at all, so she didn’t really care anyways.
Jowi calmly followed, looking back at the Stand, before turning back to Caesar, “Maybe you should call your stand in? There’s a ton of stand users in Morioh, and I don’t want them mistaking you for being hostile.”
He kept suspiciously glancing around, trying to keep an eye out for any stand users that might want to ambush him or Caesar.
“Oh! Okay…” Caesar looks back at her stand and it slowly fades away. She didn’t really like recalling her since she loved being outside so much.
“How many nice stand users do you know overall? At least in this city?” She asks, looking a tad worried.
Jowi took a deep breath, counting up the Morioh Warriors and the two Crusaders. He thought about it for a minute then hesitantly replied, “Uh… I think about nine? Maybe ten? We aren’t sure about Mikitaka being a stand user…” he thought about the bizarre possible alien, before turning his attention back to the girl,
“But yeah, we have almost a small army at this point. We had more people, but… Kira killed two of them…”
Caesar let out a soft little gasp. “Oh.. I’m sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help? My stand isn’t really much of a fighter..”
Caesar squeezes his hand gently, furrowing her brows in worry. “I hope the rest of you stay safe and sound.. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt!”
“That’s why I’m so concerned about you.” He said, a hint of anger in his voice, remembering Shigechi, and how scared he must’ve been,
“Shigechi and Cinderella didn’t have combat stands either. They were helpless against Kira. I won’t let him do this anymore. I’m gonna use my Stand to stop him, and any other people who want to use their power to hurt others.”
There was a look of firey determination on his face, and his free hand was clenched tightly in a fist of rage.
Caesar smiles warily, hugging his arm once again. “Surely with you here to protect the innocent they’ll stay safe. You’ve got that look in your eye I’ve only seen true heros have..”
Caesar calls out her stand, holding it gently in her free arm so it can soothe his nerves. He looked like he could use some help relaxing again. Caesar wasn’t sure who the two people he mentioned were and their relationships with him, but he seemed to care deeply for them nonetheless.
He took a deep breath, and exhaled, relaxing greatly as he did so, “Thanks. It really means a lot. With how hectic Morioh has gotten, it’s nice to have someone believe in you.”
He wrapped his arm around her, “I promise you, nothing is going to hurt you while I’m around.”
“Of course I believe in you.. Thank you for protecting me, Jonathan.” Caesar cooes adoringly at him holding her close. “I do feel safe with you..”
She wasn’t lying, her worries were soothed by his presence. Not just over the whole idea of stands, but she often felt in danger just walking home. People would look at her funny for her appearance and the happy, bubbly way she carried herself. Now they weren’t.
“So, how much farther to your house?” He asked, now feeling much more comfortable with the girl than he did a few minutes ago.
It was clear to him that he had found a true ally. One who might not be there in a fight, but one who would always be there to support him nonetheless. Someone he could fight for.
“Not to rush our walk or anything, but I don’t want you getting so distracted we walk past it.”
“While you are quite distracting…” She starts in a teasing manner, giving him a big smile. “..my house is right up there.”
Caesar points to a small but cute little pink house with a white picket fence and a garden. It didn’t stand out too much since most houses in her neighborhood weren’t traditional Japanese houses, but it was very bright and inviting.
Caesar walks him through the little gate, going up to the porch and taking out her keys. She looks up at him once she unlocks the door, pushing it open to reveal her very pink interior decor. “Do you want to come in and have a cold drink while I pack up?”
“No. I’ll be fine, thank you.” He answered, looking around, and examining the vast amount of pink in the house,
‘Geez, this is so cheery it makes me think she has a secret torture room…’ he thought to himself, quickly shaking the thought from his mind shortly after.
He waited patiently for her to pack, knowing that she may be very particular about what she wants to bring and perhaps didn’t quite know what to bring.