OreShura: Volume 7 Chapter 0

Please let me read JoJo.

Please let me read JoJo's Bizarre Adventure.

JoJo! JoJo! JoJo!

JoJo JoJo JoJo JoJo JoJo JoJo JoJoJoJo JoJo!

JoJo JoJo JoJo JoJo JoJo JoJo JoJoJoJo JoJo!

Please let me read JoJo.

Please let me read Japan's manga.

I desire Japanese's Culture.

I desire Japanese.

JoJoooooooooooooooooooooo!

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Neh, Eita.

Come to think of it, it’s the first time I wrote a letter to you.

Despite I have sent you a thousand and seventy eight messages, how weird.

My father was strict, he didn’t let me own a phone.

So back then, the only way I was connected to Japan was by letter.

I’m not at Japan now.

I’m at Sweden, where my father’s headquarters is.

Because my phone was confiscated, the only method of communication is by letter.

That is right, just like how it was back then when I was a kid.

That is why I wrote a letter to you.

Alright, where should I start.

They are a lot of things I left untold, and things I never meant to tell you.

I guess I’ll start from how I grew up.

It is also why I love JoJo so much.

My mother was born in the Nordics, it was said that she fell in love during the first sight to my father, a Japanese entrepreneur; she then ignored the oppositions of her family and came to Japan.

I have almost no knowledge about the country mother grew up in.

Because mother has never once told me about her homeland.

It is definitely because she doesn’t want to remember.

The Natsukawa family is popular as an asset owner in Haneyama City, and I grew up in a family like this.

Even though my memory is vague, but I could recall I was happy. Excluding having a wealthy family, most importantly I’m able to be with mother.

But back then I had almost no chance to interact with my father.

I can only see him from afar when he talks to my mother or the servants.

My father dislikes children.

It seems like he even gave orders to let children stay away from him.

Back then, I thought this was 「Normal」, so when I saw a real family when I got into kindergarten, it was a real shock to me.

That kid is going home with his father!

He is even playing with his father!

His father even piggy backed him!

That said, I never found myself unhappy.

Ahh, I’m different from 「Normal」--- that is what I realised.

When I was studying in kindergarten, my mother brought me along. We together left the Natsukawa family.

The reason was because my father had an affair with another woman from another country.

Even though my life changed from living in a spacious house to a small apartment, I still did not found myself unhappy. Because as long I get to be with my mother, I’m fine no matter where it is.

My mother, she loves manga.

It’s the kind of Shounen manga targeted at boys.

She even proudly told me 「I remember it’s also called JUMP in Japanese.」

My mother would read them for me as if she was reading a picture book.

My favourite one was—

Eita. If it is you, you would have known by now right?

It’s JoJo.

Even though back then I couldn’t read most of the Kanji, I could understand after looking at the pictures.

The pressure it gives is different from other mangas.

Especially when my mother reads JoJo, it’s the best.

Because she would even read the sound effects for me.

Zukyuuun!

Memetaa.

Gogogogogo!

Megyan!

I was very happy to be able to live with my mother every day.

But my mother would always cry when I am not around.

Even though she always smiled in front of me, come to think of it--- I’m not sure how often this happened.

If I found out back then.

If I treated her kindly.

If so, we might not be separated like that.

When I was seven, my father suddenly visited our apartment.

I could remember my mother’s reaction freshly even now.

When my father gave his name via the apartment’s wireless phone, she jumped in joy.

She grabbed my hand and danced like a little girl.

She still loves my father huh, my mother.

Because my mother was happy back then, I was happy too. Thinking back now gives me a mixed feeling.

Because, the person my father wants to see is me, not my mother.

My father proposed to bring me away.

His work headquarters would be moved to Sweden, and he needs to socialize more often. To grant his objective, I can be useful--- I guess this is what he meant. I couldn’t understand back then why I could be useful.

Even though he would bring me over first, he would bring my mother when we have settled.

We can gather again as a family overseas.

-- I remembered this is what he said back then.

I absolutely don’t want to go.

That is because, he is a 「Stranger」?

He is the person that the school taught us to not follow even if he asked to, why should I follow him overseas.

But, my mother said.

「Masuzu, you would be more happy if you were raised as a child of the Natsukawa family.」

「I would be there soon, you can wait for me there.」

I believed her words and followed my father to Sweden.

The environment there is like the Natsukawa’s Home, it was as big as a castle. They were also a lot of servants.

Firstly, I studied English and Swedish.

Next, I learned table manners. I was taught so throughoutly that I might forget how to use chopsticks.

Piano, violin and ballet.

Because I have not been to school, I don’t remember how Sweden looks like.

My three family tutors were always next to me, I hardly ever get the chance to leave my home.

In a life like this, I would always write letters to my mother.

She would also reply right away.

If her reply was delivered in a big envelope, it means that there would be a JoJo volume in it.

If my father finds out, he might get rid of it, so I hid them below my bed.

When everyone is asleep, I would read JoJo with a small torch light. Back then, this was my only interest. Eita, if it was you, I’m you sure can understand how happy I was?

But, my mother never came.

Even though I ask her about it in my letters, she wouldn’t mention it in her reply.

Even if I asked my father, he would try to change and avoid the topic.

After several attempts that were effortless, I gave up.

About a year later, I was forced to act in my father’s play.

It took part in a family party that the high classed people participated in.

Even though the event wasn’t as big as the ones held in Paris, but this should be an important place for my father to expand his social relationships.

There, I was arranged to meet someone unexpected.

Which is my father’s second wife.

Also, her daughter. Which is my non blood-related sister.

That is right, you know her too. That blonde twin-tailed girl.

It’s Mana.

「Onee-chan! Nice to meet you! My name ish Mana!」

She greeted me with a half boiled Japanese, I almost had a headache.

Her mom never looked at me in my eyes.

But so did I.

My father gave us orders.

「I don’t care what you guys think deep inside, I only hope that you all can act as a happy family with me here.」

His words made me realize.

He never had the intention to bring my mother over.

I questioned him.

「If you want to act as an family, you should just act one with them!」

「Why should I participate in your act?」

My father replied gracefully.

「Because Masuzu, you are as pretty as a diamond.」

「You’re lying! This couldn’t be the reason!」

「I am not lying. I brought over my beautiful「Ex-wife’s child」and raised her, and also formed a good relationship between the child and her stepmother. A man like that would be praised in trusted in the society. Don’t you think so?」

How do you see this? Eita.

You can’t believe it right?

This is what kind of a person he is, a person who is able to deliver his bad intents so straightforwardly.

To gain a good reputation, he formed a fake family.

-- But I don’t want this.

During the party, I’ve stayed silence as I turned my back against my father while preparing a JoJo Stand.

And the result of this, was being house arrested for a month.

I was locked in the second floor of the house, and was not allowed to even get close to the stairs.

Which means, I can’t deliver my letters to my mother anymore.

When I was locked in my room, Mana came.

She came with sparkling eyes.

Even she was once pure. How uncomfortable.

「Onee-chan, are you fuaine?」

「You don’t need to force yourself to speak Japanese. I can at least understand English.」

「But , I, have, a Japanse sister. So I want to learn Jahpanese!」

「-- is that so. Then I shall teach you an awesome phrase.」

「Really? Mana whill remember it! What is it!」

「Carve it into your heart! Sendo Wave Kick!」(Note: A move used my Will Anthonio Zeppeli, went to the Wikia since I didn’t read/watch this series.)

「Uwah-! Onee-chan kicked me!」

Come to think of it, that is when we started to be in bad terms.

Mana’s mother came in a while later.

She had the same blonde hair and blue eyes.

She was as pretty as any film star, but her inside isn’t as pretty as it seems on the outside.

「I don’t love Ryuuki.」

「What I love is his money. He knows about it too.」

What the heck are you talking about, I even tightened by brows.

「You can also do the same.」

「You have things you desire right? You can use Ryuuki too.」

「---」

Her opinion shook me deeply.

I negotiated with my father.

「If I act my role as a diamond perfectly, would you let me go back to my mother?」

He accepted my conditions right away.

From that point onwards, I acted as 「An Ojou-sama from the Natsukawa Family」and acted elegantly.

I showed perfect manners to everyone, as I acted accordingly to the standard of a good child. To not expose my cunning nature, I acted childishly from time to time too.

Mana’s mother also acted as a fine wife and mother.

Mana still acts however she likes, but I can take care of her to improve my image as a good sister.

How, stupid.

Things went according to my father’s plan, the society viewed the Natsukawa family well.

We dealt with more and more people with authority, everyone gathered at our home. This is how my father built his connections in Sweden.

How do you see this? Eita.

Did my image to you change a little?

My 「disguise」is perfect in the other side of the sea.

I am actually the biggest reason for some business, the source of the wealth of my family.

But, I can’t do it perfectly with you.

What exactly went wrong….

About two years later, something shocking happened.

The letters and JoJo volumes from my mother have stopped.

Even though I have received them frequently since we separated.

My mother won’t forget something this important.

「Father, did you hide mother’s letter?」

「How is that possible, I won’t do such a thing.」

「You’re lying! You definitely hid them!」

「Don’t trouble me, my diamond. What good does doing this bring me?」

I can’t read what happens to JoJo anymore.

The previous volume was at the part where Polnareff became a turtle!

What happened to my Polnareff!

I decided to run away from this place.

By avoiding my father and gaining help from the servants, I got myself a ticket to Japan.

After being separated for three years, the time to reunion with my mother has finally came.

I used the key card that I have been preciously keeping to get into the house.

The house---- was empty.

The luggage, the furniture… almost everything was gone.

Only the volumes of JoJo were left in the corner of the room.

When I was shocked, the phone left in the house rang.

｢Are you satisfied now? Masuzu.｣

It was my father’s voice.

Everything was on his palm this whole time.

｢Where is my mother｣

Back then I really hoped that you could kill someone verbally.

｢I don’t know.｣

｢You’re lying. You chased her away didn’t you!｣

｢I repeat, I don’t know. She ran away with her own intention｣

｢I can’t believe your words. Because you’re a liar.｣

｢….Yeah, like you said.｣

His voice seemed like he gave up on talking back.

｢Anyways, Masuzu, come back next week. I have a meeting with a Japanese Officer. To expand my business, you’re required.｣

I tried very hard to not throw the phone.

This man is still like this in the very end….

But, back then.

I remembered what my mother told me.

｢I understand, father. I’ll do what you tell me to.｣

｢Thanks, I appreciate it.｣

｢I will work hard for the Natsukawa family. But, I can request for something equal to my work right? ｣

｢What do you mean?｣

｢Give and take, this is the basic of business right?｣

If I attack without a plan, my father definitely would not tell me the whereabouts of my mother.

I can only look for her myself.

I need to increase my status, therefore I need results.

I need to increase my status until my father cannot ignore me, until he accepts me.

I worked harder as my father’s tool.

Since when, I was called the 「Diamond of the Natsukawa Family.」

Time flies, it was October last year.

「Father, I have a request.」

「What is it?」

「I want to return to Japan next Spring, and attend Haneyama High School.」

My father, of course didn’t give me a good look.

「I want Masuzu to continue to aid me by my side.」

「But, you don’t have intentions of staying in Sweden forever right?」

「Of course, once I have trained someone that I can trust, I will head back to Japan.」

「Then, why not let me go back first. Spreading the name of “Diamond of the Natsukawa Family” at Haneyama City isn’t something bad right?」

My father silenced in deep thoughts.

「I normally wouldn’t allow this but--- Masuzu, you have worked so hard for the Natsukawa Family. As your reward, I give you special permission to do so. 」

「Thank you very much.」

「But, I’ll say this first. Forget about her. This is for your own good.」

Hmph.

Says the person who got rid of my mother.

That is how I got back to Haneyama city.

I stayed at the apartment where I once lived with my mother.

If I wait here, she will come back for sure.

Because, she left the JoJo volumes here.

「Wait for me while you are reading these volumes.」

I think this is what my mother wants to tell me.

You know what happen from now on, Eita.

I attended my highschool in Haneyama Highschool, the place where I met you all.

I was shocked when I talked to you.

There is actually someone who is able to follow up with my JoJo jokes!

Because my mother read me the first and second series, so my jokes center around the Ripple Arc. Of course I do like Jotaro, Josuke, Giorno, Dio, Gyro and Jojolion, but the ones who taught me about life was Jonathan and Joseph.

So, I was really happy when you told me a JoJo joke from the second series.

Discussing mangas with someone else can be so fun.

I never knew.

But you were evil.

You always ignored me and head towards your childhood friend.

That is why I tied you up. I tied you up with a chain called my fake boyfriend.

Just like how my father tied me up with my family name, I tied you up.

Ohoho, it feels great.

But in the end, you broke the chain yourself.

I never thought that Akishino-san would say that. 「People grow」, I probably forgot Jonathan’s words. I already lost back then.

A fake can never beat the real thing.

All I managed to do was to mess up your relationship with Harusaki-san.

Or should I say, my existence improved your relationship with her?

How ironic.

How sarcastic.

This should be what they call a punishment.

The punishment for lying to Harusaki-san.

This is my punishment as a fake to lie to the real.

I did something that would send me to hell.

But, Eita.

It is cold to stay in hell alone.

Even though going to hell along with you isn’t such a bad idea.

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This letter wrote by Masuzu never reached Eita.

Before putting the letter into the letter box, Masuzu tore the letter to pieces.

At the same time, her will towards something has strengthened.