The boy always seemed to be in a hurry. Even during this meeting, they only talked for two minutes. When he failed to gain the favor of the girl, he planned to leave.

Polnareff originally wanted to verify his idea, but the boy did not stop for him and just said, "I want to go back."

Polnareff couldn't help but ask, "What's the hurry?"

The boy's view and reaction to things are actually somewhat different from that of ordinary people. He never avoids answering questions. As long as you ask, he will definitely give an answer. Even if he can't answer a question, he will honestly admit that he can't answer this question.

Now, the boy probably felt that there was no need to hide anything, and said to Polnareff: "Mission accomplished, this place is a bit far."

Polnareff immediately gave up his attempt to keep the other party. The reason was clear if you think about it, and Polnareff was also certain of this in the infrequent meetings that followed.

He didn't come often, usually a few months apart, and the third time was at the end of the year. In the farm where he lived, every household around him was filled with joy for the coming new year, except for the small abandoned house where he lived, which was almost deserted.

The boy came at this time. It was drizzling outside and there were some water droplets on the boy's hair. His face was still expressionless, but Polnareff could see some regret.

"What's wrong?" Although it was only the third time they met, Polnareff couldn't help but soften his voice, and his aura was no longer as cold and hard as the previous two times - if, if it was really like what he thought, there was no way he could continue to be indifferent to such a child.

Polnareff is a typical French man. He can easily say sweet words to women of any age and appearance, even an old grandmother who can barely walk. The most irresistible thing is that his compliments are sincere and not a single word of his is unkind.

The wounds on his body are a symbol of Polnareff's honor. He is brave, honest, compassionate to the weak, and a true knight.

Once such a man softens his tone and says what he is best at, most people will be unable to resist.

But the boy was probably lacking in this regard and replied, "The gift is wet."

Polnareff was a little surprised. "Gift?" "I saw it on the street. It's almost the new year." The boy, still wet, took out a brown paper bag with a red bow tied on it. The color of the top layer was obviously darker than the bottom layer, which was a sign of water and rain. He didn't seem to understand that the gift had to be opened by the other party. He took out a red furry Christmas hat from it, tilted his head and imitated the people on the street and said, "Merry Christmas...?"

This was a blessing that Polnareff had never heard from anyone since his sister's death, even though it was still several days away from Christmas.

No one can refuse such pure kindness. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Polnareff thought he was choking, but in fact it was just the sound of raindrops falling, and there was nothing on his face. But when he came to his senses, he was already wearing the bright red Christmas hat on his head.

The boy seemed to have no idea what his behavior meant. He was simply imitating human behavior, just like a newborn baby, absorbing everything the people around him brought to him, whether it was good or bad.

The rain was getting heavier, and the boy stood at the window staring at the sky, not leaving immediately like he did the previous two times. He also did not continue to ask Polnareff about defense, because the two failures probably made him realize that he could not get the answer.

Polnareff sat on the wheelchair he made, hesitated for a moment, held the purple guardian in his arms, and suddenly said: "Come to think of it, I don't know your name yet... Can you tell me?"

The silver-haired boy turned his head. The hair stuck to his face by the rain made him look a little unruly. Polnareff discovered a habit of this boy. Whenever he talked to someone or answered a question, he would turn his head and speak only after his eyes met. "You can call me Oso. This is the name my boss gave me."

Polnareff suddenly became a little irritated, and from the bottom of his heart he began to hate this name, or rather, the person who took this name, but he would not show it. "What about your own name? I mean - your original name, your first name."

He added carefully, "...Do you still remember?"

The boy was stunned. It was the first time someone asked him this question, "... Bone Eater."

Kotobuki had more trouble pronouncing Bioso, but Polnareff seemed to have received some confirmation. He was afraid of scaring the child, so he asked in a tone that was even gentler and softer than when he was praising a woman: "So... do you remember the name Catfishtail?"

Lightning suddenly fell from the sky, the dazzling white light illuminated the silver hair of the boy standing by the window. Thunder roared, and Polnareff even stopped breathing.

The lightning was so bright that Polnareff could not see the boy's expression for a moment. He only heard a soft answer that seemed like an illusion.

He said, "Cattail...who is it?"

The boy left, and Polnareff sat in the wheelchair, closing his eyes as if he had lost his strength.

His guess was correct, this child was different from Catfishtail - the child named Catfishtail he met was a lively and enthusiastic boy with his own mischievousness, no different from ordinary people.

However, as if fate had reversed by coincidence, Kotobuki was completely different from his twin brother. Not only did he lose his memory and self, he also encountered a demon and was exploited and oppressed. All the evil surrounded the originally pure child.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Polnareff knew that what made Diavolo a demon was his never-relaxing vigilance and his powerful and evil strength.

Polnareff knew how dangerous the mission and order Kotobuki said were, and because of the child's special nature, he might be the closest person to Diavolo... no, not even a person. Because of this, Diavolo not only did not trust him, but also tested Kotobuki again and again - the time and distance of each mission should have been calculated by Diavolo. As long as it exceeded the time that should not have been, Diavolo would definitely find something wrong.

Knowing this, Gu Ku always appears to be in a hurry when he goes back and forth.

Polnareff's heart was torn apart by this pain.

He has always been an emotional person. Knowing that it was such a dangerous situation, just because of "a little familiar feeling", Kotobuki went to his side with great effort, trying to find out the information about Catfishtail from him. However, after he said Catfishtail's name, he was completely at a loss.

The drama of this point alone made Polnareff unable to relax.

Moreover, he understood that for "weapons" (even if he didn't want to use this word to describe these two children), betrayal was an act that shouldn't exist. How did Kotobuki feel when he let him go?

Polnareff felt as if his chest was being strangled, and even breathing became a luxury.

But he couldn't reject the arrival of this child. Even though he knew the danger behind it and what this behavior meant, he was completely unable to reject it so cruelly.

Time passed slowly, and without Polnareff noticing, the boy's visit, no more than a few times a year, brought some light into his life, which was not so bright, but was indeed telling him that "you are still alive".

Whenever he looked at that familiar face, even though he knew it was not a person, Polnareff would unconsciously recall his life in Egypt a few years ago.

Now that he had started to recall, it was only natural for him to brag to Kotobuki about his past experiences. Only at this moment could Polnareff vaguely see the original passionate and pure knight.

Kotobuki is the best listener. As long as he is not in a hurry to leave, he has plenty of time to listen to Polnareff's legendary experiences that sound like movies and comics.

"You know what! Jotaro is really powerful! His Star Platinum's invincible Ora-Ora Fist not only blew up all the enemies he encountered, but even the vampires from a hundred years ago couldn't resist! As soon as Star Platinum appeared, time stopped! In the stopped time, Jotaro had a fierce expression that didn't look like a high school student at all, and said, 'My name is "Jotaro Kujo", to comfort my ancestors, I will end this hundred years of fate at this moment, Dio Brando, I must push you into the abyss of sin! '"

Kotobuki: ...I feel like this line is from your tone, Mr. Polnareff.

"Ah, just thinking back, I feel that Jotaro is so handsome... He and Kakyoin are the youngest in our team, high school students who haven't even reached adulthood, but they have become our leaders without us noticing. By the way, Kotobuki, do you know that Jotaro can smoke five cigarettes and put them in his mouth upside down, and drink at the same time without the cigarettes going out!"

Kotobuki: ...It's a little hard to imagine this scene.

Facing the silver knight's only shining eyes, Kotobuki couldn't say anything to ruin the atmosphere, so he nodded and said, "Yeah, very impressive."

Polnareff then remembered something, and said to Kotobukiya, "Oh, good boy, don't learn this. It's too dangerous. No one except Jotaro can do it!"

Kotobuki: ...No, I don't really want to learn it.

Thinking this in his heart, he nodded obediently.

See, that’s it, the two of them are communicating quite happily.

If the threat of Diavolo had always been behind him, Polnareff would have almost forgotten what he was going through at the moment.

Now, looking at the silver-haired boy who once again showed the same dazed expression as at the beginning, Polnareff was not surprised at all. He only had a feeling that "it has finally come", that his destiny has come.

The author has something to say: The voice of the bone gull is [I have no memory. The only thing I remember is the flame. The flame burned everything I had. ]

Catfishtail at least retained his "former self" in the first period, but Kotobuki seems to have lost all his "former self".

So it's not wrong to forget the catfish tail. It's just a personal setting.

Probably, after meeting Catfishtail, he felt a sense of closeness from the bottom of his heart and confirmed that this person was his brother. Before meeting him, he did not know him (or could not be sure).

ps: I’ll post it again, it depends on fate.

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