Four in the morning, Olbia-Cagliari train.
This long train snaked through Olbia's valleys, paralleling the winding green waters, and then roared alone across the desolate wilderness. The lonely train tracks, the speeding train, were dyed a unique grayish-white by the morning light. In the distance, a few shepherds were herding sheep, applying a filter to everything.
Green was no longer green, red lost its luster. This world softened. In the eyes of the lonely, it was loneliness; in the eyes of the happy, it was happiness... Any photographer could capture a beautiful scene here, regardless of skill, simply because of its beauty.
This place possessed the tranquility and individuality of Sardinia.
Johnson Joffrey stood at the junction of the train cars, leaning against the window at the car's connection, watching the morning light turn grayish-white, especially in the east where the train was heading, like the white belly of a dead fish turned upwards.
I, Johnson Joffrey, have been transmigrated for four months.
I have no great ambition; my goal is to quickly complete the 'Best Villain' mission and go home.
I try not to consider whether I will still be myself after completing the mission, because the feelings for my family have not yet been erased. Unlike other transmigrators who adapt well to the post-transmigration environment, the traces of my family become clearer in my mind.
—And my younger sister, whom I raised with great difficulty, who finally got into university.
Johnson Joffrey himself actually had no ambition. He completely failed to understand the idea of becoming the 'Best Villain,' because so-called villains always have extraordinary ways of thinking.
You can't understand why DIO, who initially only wanted money and status, suddenly wanted to rule the world. What's the point of Kars becoming the Ultimate Being if he'll eventually eliminate all life on Earth, leaving only himself? Kira Yoshikage repeatedly claimed he wanted a peaceful life, so why did he repeatedly take risks to kill people? Father Pucci constantly spoke of "mercy and friendship," but in reality, he was continuously harming people?
You cannot deduce these villains by common sense; you can only describe them with one phrase: they are born bad seeds, evil people.
However, Johnson Joffrey was not. His thinking was normal, his mind was normal, his body was healthy, and his ambitions were limited to money and promotions. Such a person could not become a villain, and this was Johnson Joffrey's despair.
To say he didn't like to stir up trouble was impossible. Johnson was very bold. From the moment he awakened his Stand, he had already transcended fear. Ordinary pain and unknown death could no longer scare him. It was just death, just a bit of pain. Losing an arm or a hand had become routine. His will had long since sublimated days ago; he would absolutely no longer fear pain and death.
He didn't think this was a remarkable feat; precisely speaking, any ordinary person could do it.
From the very beginning, Johnson Joffrey harbored a desire to stir up trouble, with the sole aim of returning to his peaceful life before transmigration.
When he first transmigrated, he didn't even have a Stand and couldn't stir up trouble. His idea was, 'I know the plot. Although I don't have the ability to stir up trouble, I'll write down the plot and let everyone see it, messing up your destinies and the world.'
Let Diavolo know his fate, and kill Giorno while he is still a child. Let Kira Yoshikage know his fate, and act while 'Cow Dung Head' is not yet 'Cow Dung Head.' Let Father Pucci... From this perspective, even if I die because of it, I would have completed my mission as the 'Best Villain,' wouldn't I?
"Johnson."
Someone abruptly called him, startling him. His nostalgic, melancholic side, yearning for home, was suddenly discovered, just like when you're changing into new underwear on New Year's Day and your shrew-like mother bursts in.
It was so annoying.
"Mista, is it your turn to stand guard?"
"Oh no, actually, I came to pee."
To say it so bluntly, Mista, you truly are a tough guy.
Johnson Joffrey looked at Mista with a hint of amusement. He was still wearing that sweater, which Johnson Joffrey found a bit odd. It seemed Mista wasn't wearing this one yesterday morning in Prison. This outfit somewhat resembled the traditional Italian folk dance costume from the original work, only the color had changed to purple, but the style remained the same.
A belly-baring sweater.
"Your clothes..." Johnson couldn't help but ask. Because in his eyes, the entire JOJO5 had become a real world, so some of the unrealistic elements exclusive to the anime would also be removed. For example, anime characters often wear the same clothes for months, but here, Prosciutto alone had already changed outfits twice.
Truly a refined boy.
"Pretty cool, right?" Mista said, then continued, "After I separated from you in the sewers, I couldn't keep wearing Prison clothes forever. Bucciarati gave me the money."
At this point, Mista looked at Johnson.
Johnson Joffrey roughly guessed what he wanted to say.
"Actually, I wanted to say, once we become the BOSS of Passion, let Bucciarati be an executive. Although they are our enemies now, the BOSS is completely commanding them. They actually have a lot of conviction."
"Alright." Johnson nodded.
Mista was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into a clear laugh, "Then thank you, Johnson."
Johnson found it a bit strange; this guy must have imagined something odd again. Never mind, his imagination always benefits me. Isn't a subordinate's unwavering loyalty to their superior born from such imaginings?
To put it plainly, it's about making others think you're very powerful.
Although becoming the BOSS was still a long shot, Mista was already convinced that everyone would win. Otherwise, losing meant death.
I'm truly loyal, Mista thought. Don't blame me, Bucciarati, I've been very loyal.
Mista's original dream was to become famous throughout all of Italy, no matter what he did, whether good or evil. Anyway, as a Prison inmate, joining Johnson Joffrey's Assassination Team might allow him to soar to great heights.
What's more, he believed Johnson Joffrey could win.
"Once the captain becomes the new BOSS of Passion, the next BOSS will be you, Johnson," Mista said. Johnson didn't object. Looking at Joffrey, he said, "Although the captain is the primary leader, I think the mastermind must be you, Johnson."
Hmm? The mastermind? Johnson couldn't help but smile. He truly felt that he was nothing more than a pawn of fate. He had been in this world for so long, what had ever gone his way?
Originally, he was supposed to stay safely in Italy, and after golden wind began, he would bask in Giorno's aura and soar with him. However, the story developed too absurdly, turning him, the already designated future godfather (Giorno)'s brother, into a fugitive.
Thinking about it really made him furious.